Godspeed Lyrics - Tech N9ne

Kingdom! 

From this day on 

I will never - force - anything good 

Down anybody's throat 

Now before I start spazzin' 

I'ma speak in a language 

That the majority 

Will understand 

Niggas see me shinin' 

They know Tech Nina the best at the rhymin' 

Yeah, but they ain't buyin' 

Strange Music flyin' 

We steady climbin' 

I'm still a wanted man 

I get a hunnid band 

Still I do Summer Jam 

Woah! 

Tecca N9ne milla' 

Kansas City Killa' 

Turn up! 

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Bubblin' up with it because a nigga be gassin' 

Enemy know that I'm ready for action 

No matter the money we gotta go dummy, I'm wit' it so nigga whats happenin' 

I feel like comin' and do it with passion 

Whenever I'm in the booth I'm real as ramen and juicy juice 

And the vomit induced when the onyx been poop 

Regroup and spin this shit 

Learnin' this level of linguistics 

Lot of you who lose it love lickin' limp bizkits 

And I am done 

Tryna shine a star of Donnie to the people like "fuck this nigga" 

Soundin' [will as Farrakhan he?] 

Never can raise the bar upon me 

I am on par with omni 

Kill every thing in sight before the light say Habari Gani 

Longevity, haters don't wan' credit me 

When I'm steadily reachin' people like mom said it'd be 

They yawn heavily, like they be gone medically 

When I'm bussin' on this bitch industry like Ron Jeremy 

This song's therapy, strong genetically, bomb palms red if he's blond 

Here to denouncin' The Don's pedigree 

I'm a 'gnac linguist 

Wit' a black penis 

I can act meanest 

'Cause I'm a rap genius 

Keepin' 'em crack fiendish 

Praise K.O.D. please 

For blowin' up himself like his last name was [Yaziz?] 

No kryptonite, I'ma be Superman, makin' Zod leave 

Thinkin' you're gonna do better, you're puffin' the odd trees 

(Godspeed) 

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Everybody know us 

We ain't gotta say it 

They know can't nobody hold us 

Maybe 'cause the flow screams 

Inner city killa 

Ain't no coming from the shoulder 

Strikin' like a cobra 

(Kansas City!) 

Lightin' up the dough 

We gonna blow just like I told ya' 

Steady getting mo' green 

Killa! 

City! 

Soldier! 

Turn up! 

Low IQ listeners they bashin' 

Lightweight keeping me flashin' 

I don't think they ready for the murder for the slashin' 

From MMM chopping em up in pieces in a wicked fashion 

Not a nigga left, why you triggered then 

From the hottest spitta, fought a bigger Tech 

How ya figured that 

How ya gonna test a hobbler 

Shoulda' stayed behind the candelabra 

The God does damage to who's talking fucking bologna (bologna) 

About who the best, from my crew the threat 

From here to Budapest, this how you shoot the tech 

I'ma forever be ripping you never be up and ahead of me 

'Cause I'ma shooter, do ya through your neck 

Shake it till it open make a milli' man I did it and I blew the check 

For Pete's sake 

This music is gleamin', but because all of the streamin' will never reach cake 

Good thing we didn't get our piece late, we straight 

Seven this beats great, shoulda' probably did it with Keith Ape 

This is for the villains 

Kansas City livers stackin' paper to the ceilin' 

And fuck how they feelin' 

If they hate the way we movin' 'cause we really make a killin' 

Make your broad leave 

'Cause she diggin' me and my niggas we get it open like five keys 

Knock it out like the Ali's, but to you she was a raw tease 

Not another soul will rock it whenever the K.O.D. breathes 

(Godspeed) 

Everybody know us 

We ain't gotta say it 

They know can't nobody hold us 

Maybe 'cause the flow screams 

Inner city killa 

Ain't no coming from the shoulder 

Strikin' like a cobra 

(Kansas City!) 

Lightin' up the dough 

We gonna blow just like I told ya' 

Steady getting mo' green 

Killa! 

City! 

Soldier! 

Ooh, Godspeed 

If you think you're brave enough then come and try me! 

I kill everything in sight 

People hate that the number one is related 

To the greatest 

Independent favorite 

That made it, hella rippin' up stages 

And gave it everything in pages 

And gainin' real amazing wages 

Double eight did with Travis 

Integrated now as the latest hits 

Fuckin' right nigga! 

We came up from the gutter 

To lots of butter, I put that on Uncle Ike nigga! 

Thanks to Carlton and Maudie, N9ne was born! 

Now everybody on the globe gonna have their eye on 

The Storm!