Speedom (worldwide Choppers 2) Lyrics - Tech N9ne

I get to busting like I'm a thirty ought six 

When I'm ripping the beat up, but then I heard he got pissed 

When I got at the top and they made him pretty hot 

Cause he knowin that Tecca Ninna's a dirty chopper 

He's handle, holmes, here's a handful 

How in the hell he hovering having hella go H.A.M. though? 

I said to Seven, "Richie Havens'll be the man" 

So we put it together thinking Eminem was a gamble 

Guess not, cause he be the guest spot 

Kaliko said, "What we doin'?" I said to 'im, "Let's chop" 

So now the people finally get three of the best locked 

Never be another choppers comin' so let's rock, nigga 

You're on, people got to wondering if it's a for sure song 

Yes, I got another killer making a tour strong 

If you thinking of battling - you're gone! 

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Nobody can catch up meetin' Speedy Gonzalez 

The beat is the problem 

And if ya got your feet in your mouth 

You gon' have to beat it up out of him 

It's a lot of 'em and I mean a lot of 'em 

And me and Nina used to follow them 

I've got to audibly body them 

This is it man, the hitman, the Ip Man, karate 'em 

And the fans will lift hands, we'll be dancin' out of 'em 

And in Kansas advanced to withstand a pile of 'em 

Who stands with two hands to move in the crowd of 'em 

If I ain't makin' sense 

Then you better sample the amp of it like the bass 

It ain't ever been a gift for me to heat 'em, I beat 'em, I burn 'em 

(Then I let 'em melt) 

They never heard of us, but look at 'em turnin' up 

I slap the shirt off a super simpleton makin 'em be impotent 

And when I be flippin', niggas be feminine 

I said the purpose to pimp a pen 

And reverse the conditions I'm living in 

And do bigger numbers than Eminem 

Gotta be fast or I'll smash on a nigga 

With half the cash I'm a little sicker, quicker than you figure 

(Ice cold) I make 'em shiver bigger than the winter 

If you half ass delivering I'mma eat your dinner 

Better than mine, oh no, not me, I mean other guys 

I jump around so do that mean that I'm rubberized? 

Me and N9ne master meaning we murderize 

We'll bleed 'em, beat 'em 'til they be gone feed 'em 

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Speedom! 

(If you wanna go with us) 

Speedom! 

(I'mma leave 'em in the dust) 

Speedom! 

(I must be the one to bust) 

Speedom! 

(And I'm gonna hit the clutch) 

Sometimes, I feel 

Like I'll never slow down 

Worldwide Choppers 

Wait! Before I wreck this beat, let me just check to see 

If Stephanie Mills left any extra refills of ecstacy pills next to me 

In the seats spilled or she eat 'em all with a breakfast drink 

(You inspect the sink?) 

In the habit of grabbing a mic and babbling, I dabble in Vic's 

But I might just swallow my fucking Ritalin tablet after tonight 

I'm grabbing it right from the medicine cabinet 

Cause that's what it's like and attackin' it like a Dracula bite 

Jetpack in a backpack when I write 

All this anger pent up inside 

I went up inside a Bennigans diner with a cigarette lighter 

Figured I'd try to set a big enough fire 

That'll trigger the sprinkler system 

And I'd escape, but the getaway driver screwed up my limo 

Collided with the center divider 

I went through the window and ended up being pinned to the side 

Of a semi fended beside a friend of the guy's wife Brenda 

The flight attendant from Idaho 

That took an antenna in the vagina 

'Cause when I pick up a pen I'm venomous 

And I'm as slick as Dennis the Menace 

Like an evil dental hygienist, sinister 

You've been yelling dementedness 

I invented this, I'm the genesis 

Eminem is a nemesis to a feminist 

Fuckin' smart alec degenerate 

I got Ellen DeGeneres 

Tryna tell me these men are just full of jealousy 

Envious of female independence 

Hell with a clitoris, hit or miss 

You will never consider this a bitter disappointment 

I'll never fail to deliver this 

Whatever the weather in this'll be 

Just like a certificate of authenticity 

That I'm thinkin' about 

Just tryna think of the quickest and sickest way to make 'em picket 

I pick a day to be a prick then I'm picking the wickedest shit to say 

Spit it back on a level, incredible, head full of Red Bull, unforgettable 

Better believe these beats are edible 

And I consider loose leaf a vegetable 

And I stalk my prey 

You think you got away, uh-uh not today 

Murder you on a song and then I'll just say 

I was with Dr. Dre and Robert Blake 

Eatin' lobster, steak, and coffee cake at a restaurant with Drake 

And Tech just got to make sure that our stories corroborate 

I'm a lot to take, like Kanye 

Walking up on the stage for Beyonce 

Like it's my job to say 

That you're not a real artist, but it's my obligation 

Honest Abe is on his way, you will not escape 

Ammunition replenish the Punisher 

With his gun ensure hundred words 

And a clip, in other words motherfuckers better run 

If you're not lookin' to get run over by the roadrunner 

No wonder no one don't wanna go 

And jump in front of a fuckin' runaway locomotive 

Or get thrown up under it just tryna fuck with the. 

I'm the fury, the final fight 

I flip it on fraudulent fellas for feelin' fright 

I flick it on fire, finish him when the flow in flight 

Feminine fakers fall, I'm floggin' a foe with a fife 

Never forget it, I severed the head of a critic 

I sped up and did it, you tripping to be a dead epidemic 

Or wet up a clinic, and make a bloody redder percentage 

Of an addict who's having to get the lead of a cynic 

I was never the Devil, I put up a fight up in the industry 

Peddle the metal, we giving the light, a lot of energy 

We repping, beat checking he that be Koba 

If he's the evil enemy it'll be over 

Wanna get down, in front of your town 

You ever making fun of the clown, I'm gunning you down 

We doing it under the ground, a wonderful sound 

If anybody come at the hound, no one'll be found, bitch 

Would never be chopping without Slick Rick 

I got it from the record, 'Lick the Balls' and this dick 

If you never listen to me, you musical misfit 

Nah, cause every time I be dropping I get bit 

I'm hearing a lot of rappers, they trying to spit quick 

But the Middle West got 'em, and we killing 'em in this bitch 

If you ain't in my circle of choppers you missed it 

Cause me and my nigga Twista ruler, and that's it