Hip Hop Sinister lyrics

by

Tech N9ne


[Intro]
I'm changing man
I thought I was supposed to be this hip hop savior
But I have turned into a sinister

[Verse 1]
Yeah, wack n*ggas prepare to die
You ain't got nowhere to hide
I'm knockin' at your f*ckin' door
You scared 'cause you know Hell arrived
n*ggas gon' get dealt with rhymes
It's just me, myself and I
I low-key run this rap sh*t
You don't know 'cause it ain't televised
This is war, gentleman (kill)
My flow is filled with more venom
Than George Zimmerman in his car chillin'
With a loaded .44 tucked into his drawers fidgetin'
And itchin' to find a brand new casket to store n*ggas in
Y'all just make me laugh and giggle
Call me out on tracks then b*tch I'll pound on you
Like that vendin' machine that stole my pack of Skittles
n*ggas thought the old me dissolved and I went soft
After my album Raw but nah b*tch I evolved
I'm takin' over sh*t easily
I rarely do collaborations 'cause y'all ain't qualified to be in a league with me
Hop just let the beast unleashed
Someone get this freak a leash
I'm snapping on all you, leavin' every MC deceased
[Hook]
I'm the motherf*cking hip hop sinister
Murder, n*gga murder
'Cause n*ggas thought I was done, but I ain't finished up
Murder, n*gga murder
I'm the motherf*cking hip hop sinister
Murder, n*gga murder
'Cause n*ggas thought I was done, but I ain't finished up
Murder, n*gga murder

[Verse 2]
Motherf*cker we makin' history
A million independently
So kiss my f*cking ass
Left or right you get to pick the cheek
You don't ball you just pretend you do to make the chicks believe
But your label is f*cking you like Ruthless Records did to me
Stop with the compliments, I've been locked in my momma's den
Plottin' when I will be droppin' this Hopsin apocalypse
Bombin' the competent
Rap goblins mobbin' the continent
Gotta be dominant
I'm surprised that God isn't vomiting
I'm wearin' a badge, tearin' your ass
Another vag, cuttin' through necks, 'til they barely attached
Me and this game are one of the same, like Jarren and crack
The darkness is arrived, so make a flare with a match
You got skill? Where is it at?
I haven't seen it, who dares to attack a genius?
You'll get managed I'll have you gag your p*nis
Until you throw up your own liver (nuts)
I don't give a (f*ck), the flow ripper (what)
[Hook]
I'm the motherf*cking hip hop sinister
Murder, n*gga murder
'Cause n*ggas thought I was done, but I ain't finished up
Murder, n*gga murder
I'm the motherf*cking hip hop sinister
Murder, n*gga murder
'Cause n*ggas thought I was done, but I ain't finished up
Murder, n*gga murder

[Verse 3]
Now if I stop being who I am, that would upset me
I'll never change for none of your wack-ass deadbeats
I struggled to change for J. Christ to accept me
I don't even change clothes, sh*t not even my bed sheets
When I step inside the booth and rhyme
Rappers commit suicide
And jump in front of a moving semi-truck
Like it was cool to die
n*ggas is watered down
f*ck it it's time to scuba dive
Better get on your knees and pray to God and hope that you survive
Killin' rappers like I condone violence
I murder you and when your soul is floatin' to hell I ghostride it
You won't last living in this cold climate, so don't try it
I know I'm ill, well I don't need no pussies to co-sign it
Commercial n*ggas thinking they carry the torch
It's going to be very hilarious when I bury your corpse
So next time you spit a f*cking rhyme that's too simple
I'll jump kick your ass through the glass of the booth window
[Hook]
I'm the motherf*cking hip hop sinister
Murder, n*gga murder
'Cause n*ggas thought I was done, but I ain't finished up
Murder, n*gga murder
I'm the motherf*cking hip hop sinister
Murder, n*gga murder
'Cause n*ggas thought I was done, but I ain't finished up
Murder, n*gga murder
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