Be Jealous Lyrics - Tech N9ne

(Intro) 

I'm just a young boy, trying to get my money on 

Making music in K.C., he-he-he-he-he 

But Mitch Bade nigga's, wanna hate Techa Nina, 

And they won't stop f**king with me, so I'ma f**k wit nigga's 

Na-na-na-na-na, you can not f**k with 

That nigga Tech N9ne, coming wit that rough shit 

Them niggas know that I deserve it when they heard it 

Had the nerve to say its nothing, nigga, so I got to bust this 

Be Jealous, This is dedicated to all ya'll hater's 

Be Jealous, I see ya'll watching me when I walk in the club 

Be Jealous, This is dedicated to all Mitch Bader's 

Be Jealous, You mother f**ker's ain't showing Tech Nina no love 

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(Verse 1) 

F**k Muh-F**kers, buck Muh-F**kers 

And the pain come nigga with a bang, I'ma killer, better duck Muh-F**ker 

Watch you standing on? (Nada) What you claim to bone? (Nada) 

What you plan to own? (Nada) That shit done came and gone 

Blood sweat and tears nigga, been about fifteen years nigga 

Ain't never been no fears nigga, All I hear is cheers nigga 

That's why I be in the bathroom with the bitches at Maniacs 

That's why them hoe's in the club with Tech given blowjobs in the back 

How many niggas really worry bout scars? How many niggas wanna become a wuss? 

F**k with a nigga like Tech and a buzz Right to the head and the grave is dug 

Mean Mugs, nigga's ain't never seen love 

So they stream blood while I fiend bub full of green shrubs 

And mushrooms, I bust rooms, open a custom 

To float across the ocean with verbal motion the notion is boasting 

I'm hoaking with jealous, mother f**kers embellish 

But you can't say I ain't ready for fame, yonks, and relish 

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(Chorus) 

Be Jealous, when you see me on the T.V. Screen whiling 

Be Jealous, when you see me in the magazine smiling 

Be Jealous, when they let me in the club for free, niggas 

Be Jealous, 'cause I'm bumy wit bitches around me 

Ha-ha, mother f**ker, ha-ha (ha-ha) 

Ha-ha, mother f**ker, ha-ha (he-he-he-he) 

Ha-ha, mother f**ker, ha-ha (ha-ha) 

And the lit, I'ma spit, I'ma kick that shit 

(Verse 2) 

No more stalling, I'ma start prowling on niggas, growling on niggas 

And we smiling 'cause the Villain album went six thousand on niggas 

In Kansas City alone, we packed the dome with Mike and Liddy alone 

In the west side, Lee Jone, Milly Mal, I left you but it's a pity you're gone 

Niggas ain't know mine, 'cause they know it, and I'ma do it big 

That's why the Techa Nina never ever got a problem getting a gig 

'cause I rip shit they liked (chea), I flip shit you make right (chea) 

When I spit shit, I get rich quick, and make hits from doctors they liked (chea) 

9 millimeter guns, gonna be the one, making a million, when I come 

Never gonna be the bum, where I come from, niggas better get some 

Tried to be right to these niggas, tried to be nice to these niggas 

So now its time for Nine Godzilla to make mice of these niggas 

You envy me, 'cause your bitch play Techa Nina all day 

And you see me on MTV, kicking it with king Tech, my nigga sway 

Broke niggas ain't friends to me, you niggas really want me to disperse? 

Alright, I'll leave, but when I come back it's gonna be 20 G's a verse, nigga 

(Chorus) 

Be Jealous, when you see me on the T.V. Screen whiling 

Be Jealous, when you see me in the magazine smiling 

Be Jealous, when they let me in the club for free, niggas 

Be Jealous, 'cause I'm bumy wit bitches around me 

Ha-ha, mother f**ker, ha-ha (ha-ha) 

Ha-ha, mother f**ker, ha-ha (he-he-he-he) 

Ha-ha, mother f**ker, ha-ha (ha-ha) 

And the lit, I'ma spit, I'ma kick that shit 

(Verse 3) 

Niggas better stop talking about me, I ain't did shit 

I don't rap against niggas, stop trying to get me to rap so ya'll can make grits 

Agony, don't be speaking my name, I know I f**ked up 

On a personal tip, but if you niggas talking about you better rap, mother f**kers better duck 

And if any of you niggas over there on the inside, infiltrating me and my rouges 

Them niggas don't give no f**ks about how many Tech N9ne units sold 

And whoever you bitch niggas is saying, I'm kicking it in Lee Joes log 

Lee Joe'll tell you I'm original, and by the way Lee Joe my dog! 

And that justice mother f**kers won't quit, saying The Calm Before The Storm" aint shit 

We killed yall when 96-97, when about when the new shit hit 

And I heard niggas said I was washed up, said the Tech N9ne flow was sleep 

That's probably why I got new shit in new movies like Digging In Water and Its Too Deep 

Niggas be jealous, tie you up and beat you down to a bloody pulp son 

Got my villains and me, mad enough to bust one 

I'm the second coming, but you don't know 'cause you dumb 

Before I go, I'll tell you jealous mother f**kers to suck one 

(Chorus) 

Be Jealous, when you see me on the T.V. Screen whiling 

Be Jealous, when you see me in the magazine smiling 

Be Jealous, when they let me in the club for free, niggas 

Be Jealous, 'cause I'm bumy wit bitches around me 

Ha-ha, mother f**ker, ha-ha (ha-ha) 

Ha-ha, mother f**ker, ha-ha (he-he-he-he) 

Ha-ha, mother f**ker, ha-ha (ha-ha) 

And the lit, I'ma spit, I'ma kick that shit