Earthquake Lyrics - Tech N9ne

You've dropped six feet under six feet 

The area where ordinary people can't sleep 

Tech N9ne, Don Juan, Midwest Siders, baby 

Strange Days got the Tecca Nina goin' crazy 

Hear this I'm back from Necropolis, N9ne hip-hop stylist 

Fear this distraught counterfeit rap clowns get rushed out 

Q said it's on me so the contract wouldn't con me 

Ten times harder and twenty shades darker than Jon B 

This round I'm a killer menace, better get down with the militantest 

Criminalest, villianest, killas feelin' this guerrilla venom hella realin' it 

With the darkness I'mma spark this heartlessness 

With a bark of this marvelous soul consumption 

With dyslexic malfunctions like 

Eugor god rof efil aggin kcuf ruoy werc 

Yeht detautafni htiw tihs ew od 

Sesuj Tsirhc tog em nillik snomed ot eht tselluf 

All my ladies make it (Shake-Shake) 

Make it hop it ain't too late to make the (Earthquake) 

Papa work it take your relly make 'em (Pounce-Pounce) 

All my peoples on the planet won't y'all (Bounce-bounce, bounce-bounce) 

Show my homies (LOVE) all the players (WHAT) 

We just quakin' if you hatin' we don't give a (FUCK) 

To all the ladies (LOVE) all my hookers (WHAT) 

We just quakin' if you hatin' we don't give a (FUCK, WHAT) 

Tech N9ne got to pop it, hold the city down with the lock it 

Either flip a flow for the fun, if you poor son, flow for the profit 

Love it when you give it to me like, shake it 'til you get your money right 

Wild style with the mouth down, growl foul fifty seven bow wow 

Something that you never heard's right here, Nina hella clear, never no fear 

Love for the flow in I, am I gonna die by the polizei 

Love in your club from thugs, ladies give me hugs 

And after shows give me fuzz, cause Tech was really buck 

Bring the house down with that thang, work a G-string 'til it flame 

Nina ross aim for the dame who shakes anus insane 

Sex untamed, I been pained so I gangbang, train's game, she claimed 

That I got much fame, so I strained 'til I came 

Better get up out of my center, if you ain't down with the inner 

You lightweight punk soprano singers never bang with the tenor 

I'mma give it to you like a rogue dog would, Tecca Nina make her feel good 

Shake it 'til you break it baby, you can do it make a killa feel all wood 

All my ladies make it (Shake-Shake) 

Make it hop it ain't too late to make the (Earthquake) 

Papa work it take your relly make 'em (Pounce-Pounce) 

All my peoples on the planet won't y'all (Bounce-bounce, bounce-bounce) 

Show my homies (LOVE) all the players (WHAT) 

We just quakin' if you hatin' we don't give a (FUCK) 

To all the ladies (LOVE) all my hookers (WHAT) 

We just quakin' if you hatin' we don't give a (FUCK, WHAT) 

Welcome to the level of madness where anybody killers are fabulous 

People know what I'm stabbin' is ravenous 

When I look around I see stallions on platforms 

Killers comin' out of their phat farms 

Cause it's heated on the third levels 

Angels shakin' ass for the devils 

It's like geletin, different types of melanin 

Paint the melon, you felon Love is irrelevant 

When you hittin' the demon lookin' hella elegant 

Hit me off in the back, I can hit you off with a stack 

You can give your boss some of that 

And you can get me off in the back of the 'lac 

Take me away to the place where asses hop to the bass 

Victoria's lace in your face embrace any type of a race 

This ain't a place for the fake, disgrace will decide your face 

Killa Tecca Nina millimeter open up the gate (Hey, wait, wait) 

AllI wanna see is everybody really lovin' this hit (From the abyss) 

Get ready for the slug cause I bust with a full clip (Nevr ever miss) 

Run and get your chicks, better, hold on to your dicks 

I heard you looking for darkness, well, this is it 

End 

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