I Can Get Grim lyrics

[Intro]
For the 9-5!
(I talk about) Vampire
(I talk about) Nosferatu
(I talk about) Shut up!

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
This is the end of the line
How can you diss Tech the N9ne?
Ain't it a shame? I bring pain to your brain
Emcees are headless just like Ichabod Crane
You gots to suffer (Rocks!)
This is not (Props!)
IcyRoc dug up your box, so we can watch
(The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out
In your stomach and out your mouth)
Hit me
Yes see the killer
Can you see the terror?
Step in the booth
Now with a soul to prepare ya
Nosferatu got you dumbfound in sound
And sick when I hit ya, now I flip sh*t with the

[Phlaque]
Bicker, bicker
All you n*ggas got me bent
Claiming you're heaven sent, you need to repent
[?], set your notebook on fire!
That's right by ya, this is what you perspire
[Tech N9ne]
Stuck up in that ass just like Oscar Meyer
Got all this time, ready to retire
816, eight sixteen
Now I flip. You've seen?
Complex styles, so wild you can find me in the X-Files
But I'm out to get you, I'm out to shock you
Watch you
Surprised that I'm grimmer than Ozzy
Now I gotta laugh like Fozzie
Waka Waka Waka
You fraud-like fake motherf*cka
You take in figure

[Hook: Tech N9ne]
I can get grim on this n*gga (But you didn't figure)
I can get grim on this n*gga (But you didn't figure)
I can get grim on this n*gga (But you didn't figure)
I can get sick and kick on a punk b*tch, cha!
I can get grim on this n*gga (But you didn't figure)
I can get grim on this n*gga (But you didn't figure)
I can get grim on this n*gga (But you didn't figure)
I can get sick and kick on a punk b*tch, cha!

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
You fool, bite my style like Dracul
Studying why and how I flips my tool
When I get yo punk ass I won't let go
I gets parents petrol when I use words like Necro
Catch my next show, yo, I bet yo, they won't last
They put me on with you, they push ejecto
Imperfecto, I'm a slimer
Slime ya with lyrical ecto, villain, and I'm a loser like Beck yo
(Presto) Strange yo, I bring the razor glow
Deranged and yo (Sex look mellow)
I got you n*ggas shaky like jello
You wonder if that's your boyfriend
Like was yellin' "n*gga don't tell yo"
[Phlaque]
Hello
It's the [?] Phlaque and I'm back
To extract the souls from the kleptomaniac
I'mma bring it back, oratory
Getting with the crew and now you if and when know we
Fly fly fly

[Tech N9ne]
You must wanna die
Off with his head, (yeah) let him hang high (yeah)
Rockin' my style like you rock Karl Kani
For real you look at me, you wonder why I'm getting ill
I'm tryna blow up just like Fire Marshal Bill
So let me show you somethin' like a crucifix
Maybe that sh*t'll keep you away from my lyrics
(Vampire) Like Phlaque would say, [?]
No remorse for you when you burn (in the fire)

[Hook: Tech N9ne]
I can get grim on this n*gga (But you didn't figure)
I can get grim on this n*gga (But you didn't figure)
I can get grim on this n*gga (But you didn't figure)
I can get sick and kick on a punk b*tch, cha!
I can get grim on this n*gga (But you didn't figure)
I can get grim on this n*gga (But you didn't figure)
I can get grim on this n*gga (But you didn't figure)
I can get sick and kick on a punk b*tch, cha!
[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
You have stepped in six feet under six feet
The area where ordinary people can't sleep
The badness, we had this back in high school classes
You're dealin' with three faces of madness
We're livin' in misery, Missouri, you can feel the fury
The pain, In Bloom like my name was Cobain
I'm grimmer than the Crypt-Keeper
Grimmer than the Grim Reaper
That's our way
Oh yeah, I forgot to say
"Welcome to doomsday, fraud!"
'Bout to kick that ass just like Jean-Claude
Frontin' from the crew, your rappin' days are through
Fake-ass n*gga, they're all gonna laugh at you (they're all gonna laugh at you)
Tihs kcuf, better get out my way before I'm p*ssed off
Vampire, n*ggas straight soft
You wonder, "What does it take to make a bass drop"
Yippee ki-yay, motherpop! Motherpop-pop!

[Hook: Tech N9ne]
I can get grim on this n*gga (But you didn't figure)
I can get grim on this n*gga (But you didn't figure)
I can get grim on this n*gga (But you didn't figure)
I can get sick and kick on a punk b*tch, cha!
I can get grim on this n*gga (But you didn't figure)
I can get grim on this n*gga (But you didn't figure)
I can get grim on this n*gga (But you didn't figure)
I can get sick and kick on a punk b*tch, cha!