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  • Tech N9ne – Casket Music (feat. Ces Cru & Wrekonize) (Dominion Deluxe Version Album)

    [Intro]
    Casket music
    Casket music

    [Verse 1: Godemis]
    Yeah, uhuh
    It’s killer city, anyone’ll run up
    You from around here, I ain’t gotta tell you to duck
    With very little unity, it’s really never enough
    People in the community don’t band together enough
    We all aware that it sucks, the hood resembles a pigsty
    Even your baby mama tripping, kid got a twist-tie
    And look at the list why
    Niggas are not feeling me
    Tryna live free and take zero accountability (Hold on)
    Ya lie to kick it, you’re probably wicked as Hillary
    And she who does not feel me is just not real to me, dick tease
    The nicest on the mic, tell the bitch please
    Would you be kind enough to shut the fuck up and twist trees?
    I’m on a high, I might be flyer than Chris Breez’
    And I would never try to strike a chick with my fist, geez
    I’m wise enough to know to just let a chick leave
    And use the time to find and grind the methods to getting cheese

    [Hook: Wrekonize]
    I got a couple buddies that’ll cross on ya border
    And turn you into slaves for the new world order
    Snake and bat’s flying up inside close quarters
    You can’t keep it clean and dig the muddy waters
    So step back youngin, this is grown folk talking
    This isn’t for the radio, this single won’t be popping
    This is true grit, it’s lived for you to bash to it
    Killer MC shit bitch, casket music

    [Verse 2: Ubiquitous]
    U-B-I, bitch
    Yo, I crush a rhyme and when busting my flow is customised
    They plagiarise when I’m writing it, so it’s justified
    And say goodnight if I ever switch into double time
    They’re sleepy, dusting their eyes, they listen to lullabies
    Rubbing their eye while I’m running, wish I could shut an eye
    So don’t sit back and unwind, this isn’t the summer time
    It’s duck and cover, if ever I pull your number time
    It’s sit for dinner and serve a sucker for supper time
    My state of mind is transcending the space and time
    You played a side so I am taking your place in line
    Day in the life of the long winded, I stay alive
    Only the strong survive in this game, I made it my
    Bitch when I’m winning they’re bitter, really what matters most
    I learned the twist of these catacombs while I sat alone
    My DNA incompatible with an average Joe
    I catapult and I’m flying into the battle zone
    Rep for the roster, partner pushing for proper pay
    Chakras align while I’m oscillating like Doctor Strange
    They cock and aim, lose nerve, but never drop a name
    We are not the same, same difference is how we operate (Yeah)

    [Hook: Wrekonize]
    I got a couple buddies that’ll cross on ya border
    And turn you into slaves for the new world order
    Snake and bat’s flying up inside close quarters
    You can’t keep it clean and dig the muddy waters
    So step back youngin, this is grown folk talking
    This isn’t for the radio, this single won’t be popping
    This is true grit, it’s lived for you to bash to it
    Killer MC shit bitch, casket music

    [Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
    Astonishing, I can still hear my mama sing, upon a dream
    Then Obama brings some no no things from the drama king
    I want a fling but with mama singing its wronger thing
    So I’ma keep fondling this honor queen from the conjuring
    Dude’s crazy, he’s who’s baby
    Maude Sue lady through Hades fools made me lose faith
    We bruise fugazis
    Who played me like ukulele, too shady, who’s roots gravy
    Out your noodle, you pussy punk, you’s a poodle
    I push your peanut to Pluto, and then pack your parents in a Peugeot
    Better yet in a Yugo, yes y’all a eulogy shoe know
    After killing like Cujo
    I’m catching a wave nouveau
    Eh-Eh
    To the rancid area this belong to
    Eh-Eh
    Drink away my pain and then piss it on you
    Give the song new meaning, eat it up, beat it up
    If it’s wrong you bringing, fuck you!
    Here’s new N9na to rock to

    [Hook: Wrekonize]
    I got a couple buddies that’ll cross on ya border
    And turn you into slaves for the new world order
    Snake and bat’s flying up inside close quarters
    You can’t keep it clean and dig the muddy waters
    So step back youngin, this is grown folk talking
    This isn’t for the radio, this single won’t be popping
    This is true grit, it’s lived for you to bash to it
    Killer MC shit bitch, casket music