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Party And Bullshit

[Intro]
Black Walt told me,
If you want a bonafide banger
You gotta start with a hard ass kick and snare, Yeah
Add some dope ass music around it and a hard emcee
And you got it, Ha

Every night seem like we celebratin birthdays (Ohhhh)
Cause rappin on planet earth pays
Smellin like Ver-sace or is it Versace?
You got me sloppy from poppin these Oxy's
And shot's of Saki, copy
All you ladies in here, I am sharing wood
I just wanna lay between you and ram square into
Cause when it comes to woman, Your man Aaron's good
I done been inside of more woman than planned parenthood
I got more bottles than new born babies for you porn ladies
I want you to drink up 'till you horn crazy and rape me
Till I'm lazy and achy
Want to get shady and tape me?
Okay baby, Let's say we tape me inflating your trache
I'm just partying, I ain't lettin the tools spit
I ain't tryna have you haterz layin below the pool pit
40 acres and a mule sit in my garage with a cool kit
Eat, Drink and be merry, mane and miss me...
With all that bullshit
Ain't no tellin how drunk and high you'll get

[Chorus]
Hey, We party and bullshit
Pull's it with floozies
And that's how we do's (Hey, Hey)
Not the Bianca's we choosin
Everybody lose it, Listening to our music
Hey, We party and bullshit
Pull's it with floozies
And that's how we do's (Hey, Hey)
Not the Bianca's we choosin
Everybody lose it, Listening to our music

And they like, And they like
Yup, Do that thing you do (I am)
What you mean?
Baby girl, I need some liquor, too
Aye, She need a picture, too
Big Ben, She want a picture, too
I'm F-L-Y, So why not?
We could flick a few, Fuck it
Knock the lens's out my frames and start the ruckus
So when I scream through the scene
You know you niggaz finna crush it
Max out on swagger, Not your ordinary rapper
But I do my thing extra
Like no ordinary madness (Got ya)
Keep that smooth movement so proper
They keep choosin on ya dude
Cause I be's all about my dollars
On the baddest bitch, Swaggin through
It's not a big deal
Shit, I receive more tongue
Than a double stacked thizz pill, It's real
What you say, You lose the crew? Escape with me
No need to slow it down
We let them other suckaz pace the speed
Dig it? (Yup)
Fuck it, Imma party like a trap star
And probably get my ass thrown out for goin that hard

[Chorus]
Hey, We party and bullshit
Pull's it with floozies
And that's how we do's (Hey, Hey)
Not the Bianca's we choosin
Everybody lose it, Listening to our music
Hey, We party and bullshit
Pull's it with floozies
And that's how we do's (Hey, Hey)
Not the Bianca's we choosin
Everybody lose it, Listening to our music

Yo, Your flow missed me
Buy Vodka, Get pissy
Roll with Tech N9ne
Bare arms and get grizzly
'Everready' a 'Killer', That flow is 'Anghellic'
Story tellin and battle rappin
Who can't sell it? Should I speed it up?
Naw, Imma keep it strange
My inner voices told my outer voice to be deranged
The devil on my shoulder got a devil on his back
Who told him,
"Everytime I see bianca's, Give her ass a smack"
I need a 'Bunk Rock', Fresh pair of 'Sukka Dukkas'
It's a party, I'm bullshittin with muthafuckaz
Shadow fly, Look at bitches with a crooked eye
Battle me? I think your favorite rapper would rather die
Who you know could spit a flow this clean?
My notebook's from 10th grade, I got so many 16's
Please, I got a lot of hard tones
That'll fuck up your view of The View like Star Jones
Y'all clones, My style is the original
Half you wack rappers just epitomize pitiful
But me? Spittin classic is a ritual
I stopped likin rap when the lyin got habitual
I'm sick of you, The streets turned me to a sentinel
I'm so not Common but I still see 'The Bitch in You
Check, Can't nobody out-rhyme me
So Tech, Call Trav right now and tell him, "Sign me"
Shit

[Chorus]
Hey, We party and bullshit
Pull's it with floozies
And that's how we do's (Hey, Hey)
Not the Bianca's we choosin
Everybody lose it, Listening to our music
Hey, We party and bullshit
Pull's it with floozies
And that's how we do's (Hey, Hey)
Not the Bianca's we choosin
Everybody lose it, Listening to our music

[Outro]
Yeah,
Throw your cups in the air if your drunk like me
Yeah,
Tech N9ne, Big Ben, Shadow
X-Rated Vodka and Sprite, boy

Blown Away

[Intro]
I know y'all don't see me on TV
Or hear me on the radio
But you industry brats
Better check Billboard and Pollstar
Before y'all get to cryin
About who get seniority at these shows
Especially when compared to me
Y'all ain't shit on stage

[Hook]
I hit the stage
Grab the mic and blow 'em all away (I blow 'em all away)
(Superstars), But they know I blow 'em all away, Hey

[Verse 1]
The gig is over, The gig is over (Bitty bye-bye)
The gig is over, The gig is over (When A play)
The kid is older and gettin colder (Many fly by)
But his will hold ya, So listen closer to (A-A)-R-O-N
They dissin and twistin my name
Because Aaron is scarin these glitz spittin pricks in the game
Hit with this gift, Everybody get a whiff of this script and it's pain
Gotta talk about the people with a attitude
Hiss me and slipped in my lane
I've been wreckin crowds for a long second now
Got 'em guessin how Tech is blessed
And yes, The best in-town rep
On the real, I keep it trill
And when I spit, I ain't spillin about my million
It's the feelin that you get with this underground headliner
Mainstream ignored a bro
And they be petty, So jealousy is sure to show
But they rich and got more to blow
And everything's affordable
But they gotta go before me
Because their stage show is horrible

[Hook]
I hit the stage
Grab the mic and blow 'em all away (I blow 'em all away)
(Superstars), But they know I blow 'em all away, Hey
They may be platinum
But they know I blow 'em all away (I blow 'em all away)
(Superstars), But they know I blow 'em all away, Hey

Why you do me like that girl?
You know I love your mama

[Verse 2]
I just wanted to have a bite with her... or somethin
Didn't go get up on that show to fight with her... or nothin
It was Keyshia Cole, Eric Benét, Gorilla Zoe, Tech N9na and T.I.
But Keyshia was actin Bia-Bia
Why she actin like a (what?), like a (what?)
She aint know I grab the mic and light it (up), light it (up)
She say, "She don't know me"
But I'm the number one Independent in the country
Man, She the only one actin funky
And the people at the Summer Jam, They want me
She say, "She ain't goin on before somebody that's local"
And she went postal and loco
Sayin, "Her not closin, Is a no-go"
Down talked me real low though
About how she got more doe and just did a TV promo
No show better than the Mo. bro with the S & M logo
Damn baby, My success would sit in your favor
Slam the N9na Tech before considerin the data
Fans waited, So we went, So she'd get it for later
But Frankie said, "Excuse my daughter, She's a bit of a hater"
Damn!

[Hook]
I hit the stage
Grab the mic and blow 'em all away (I blow 'em all away)
(Superstars), But they know I blow 'em all away, Hey
They may be platinum
But they know I blow 'em all away (I blow 'em all away)
(Superstars), But they know I blow 'em all away, Hey

[Verse 3]
Aye, Aye, Check it
I understand seniority
But in this case, On this show, I'm a top priority
In Lawrence, Your minority and I'm the majority
Check it, I was young and broke
But I'd fetch it, If it was freshest
Shovel snow for the Eric B. and Rakim record
Promoters called us and said,
"We got this show and want you to close us"
Ghostface and Brother Ali, Rakim with a band, It's so tough
We couldn't wait to see Rakim rock
But he never ever showed up
He swole up cause he didn't wanna go up before us
Man, What's wrong with these people?
Think the world gotta kiss their asses
500 capacity but you wanna get 200 passes
Thought it was about gouda
40 Water told me,
"N9na, Get ya cabbage, Stay savage and ravage the average"
Y'all better hope radio and video
Keep me from slithering... into they circle
I'll change it, That's why they shivering
Rakim the God? He just miss the king's delivering
Cause they know they'll fall
And I'll blow them all to smithereens

[Hook]
I hit the stage
Grab the mic and blow 'em all away (I blow 'em all away)
(Superstars), But they know I blow 'em all away, Hey
They may be platinum
But they know I blow 'em all away (I blow 'em all away)
(Superstars), But they know I blow 'em all away, Hey

[Outro]
Real, Real spill, Yeah
Baby girl,
I know I ain't the only one that know you could be bitchy
You know what I'm sizzlin?
Ol' boy,
I know I aint the only one that know you could be bitchy
Do your research before you down somebody else

Get off your high horse
Keyshia Cole, Get off your high horse
Rakim, Get off your high horse
Industry, Get off your high horse
Yeah

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