Give It All Lyrics - Audio Push

I wanna give, give it all 

I said, I said, I said, I said 

I wanna try to kill everything in my way 

Everybody say, hey, ey, ey, ey, ey! 

Yep, I'm the one ya heard 

Reppin rojo on Jimmy Kimmel had some disturbed 

But niggas know that we ruff and rugged so mums the word 

Tech N9na face painted look like he come ta purge! 

Real Scorpio, shoot this thing like a torpedo 

Rock the rip, no remorse we go 

Dummy like Mork from Ork, we know 

And I say that with the utmost respect 

I bust low to death, I must bode the check 

It's never enough, no for Tech 

So I get sick with it, I make a bitch dig it 

Even when I wanna speed it up and I quick-spit it 

I get a bit wicked up in a battle 

Tryin to bite a buck, I blabber in his fitted 

Killin' music get me spiff sitted, I can't piss when it become hard 

So I need a chick to hit it when I kick a lyric 

And I'mma murder 'til I'm on the yard (Murder) 

My verbs are like birds that jerk up and merk the weak twerps 

You can't hurt the gurka 

First to, insert the work inside of the earth 

I disperse the curse to reverse ya to the worst of ya venomous 

Squirt ya mercer (Ugh) 

Trip not, you see I got the advantage in hip hop 

Cause rappers sound identical so when N9na's shit drop 

I do numbers, I'm the pinnacle so never will it stop 

Y'all can't beat me doin' nothing, except for 

Stalkin' these thoughts I spew and suckin' 

We run this independent game, it ain't no screwin' us 

When we runnin' everything except our mouth while they blue and sufferin' 

This on the Bible, I kill any life with a script from this rhyme 

Music's done divine, this is my rifle 

There aren't any like it cause this one is N9ne, is a gift from his mind 

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Yo, I Got the call from Tech N9ne 

He needed assistance from the group with the best rhymes 

That spit the heat up off of yo ass and grind 

Fuck all of them flex rhymes 

I get love in every city I sack in cause I rep mine 

Around the world, the girls give me head on tour cause I headline 

I gotta get fed, I'm fed up, my homies is doin' fair time 

I look at that clock and all I see is "Go get that bread" time 

Lost too many soldiers so tears, I gotta shed mine 

Turn on the radio, hear yo shit, and oh, it's bedtime 

I fall asleep, it all is weak, most y'all shouldn't be called MCs 

Bro, ya discography, you ain't sale cause all of ya talk is cheap 

Smoke up all the tree, my whip look like it got a fog machine 

My crib look like a pharmacy, that's prolly why you wanna haul my team 

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Livin' facetious, what the hell, why the weed lit 

I make change where I see fit 

I don't play like I don't see shit 

Yeah, one hunnit, one hunnit, keep it that way and it's a poem 

And stay away from the hate and keep all yo plays right in motion 

Bust it, I'm down after the sun and up before it, better know it 

MVP, most valuable poet, been the coldest, kept it focused 

Cause you miss every goal that you don't shoot for 

And every time you cut a corner, you make two more 

The rich is in my life, so I don't have to have the things 

And listen for the whispers so I don't have to hear the screams 

And I go hard for what I want, so it's just colors when I dream 

And then you realize, it's not as scary as it seems 

Molly's for pussies 

Ain't nobody handle me, heated like a candle be 

Kissin' dirt, ya man'll be for tryin' to dismantle me 

Music is my weapon, true, loud enough to deafen you 

Never trip with Tech and crew, be careful who you steppin' to 

I remember when I was young and I got scars through 

Right in back of the paddy-wagons and cop cars too 

Now that I'm flyin' high from a rockstar view 

Security level let Allahu Akbar through