[King Tech]
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One two, one two
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We dedicate this one to the hip-hop culture y'all
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Brought to you by the WOOORRRLLD FAMOUS Wake Up Show
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[RZA]
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Bobby Steels, Staple' tails, MC's get your lips stapled
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Project Killa Hill is stamped on the map like the compass
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Sacred sword play tongue twist piercin holes in you
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You can't escape seventy-thousand kilowatts blast through yo' box
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Walk wit alarm clocks, cars drivin slow down the block
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One stopped, parks, pops his trunk
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Snare pops loud as glock shots
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Bass like an M-80 in ya face, cops stop, give us citation
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We pause for radio station identification
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WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP! (Tech is on)
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[Tech N9NE]
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When I Woke Up, I grabbed the mic and never choked up
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Busted a verse and all the G's in Cali loc'ed up when I was summoned
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Styles were mixed like the Drummonds
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Killer clown is comin lookin around your town is crumblin
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This Big Tech from the Midwest, leavin MC's litless
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On the Wake Up Show, make up no, stories about my shake-up flow
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Put me off in a cypher? Potna, you can't *fuck* wit the snyper
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Your flow's premature, clean your dirty diaper
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Mic heister, psycho alpha-schizo
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Hypno, chryo gat flow, guru and ain't nobody tighter
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Sway & Tech heard me flow and it's sealed
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Now I got Swedish women yellin "Tech N9NE's vild!"
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[Eminem]
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This place is my house, I might as well erase my face wit white out
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Cuz y'all can't see me like Mase's eyebrows (where you at?)
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Climbed out of a nice house
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Through the front window and heard this guy shout
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"Hey that's my couch! (bitch!)"
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Pull a nine out during a rhyme bout
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While I'm rippin this shit, put a clip in it spit five rounds
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And murder you hoes worse than a convertible flippin verticle
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nose-first wit the top off landin up-side down
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You're tied down and duct-taped, fuck rape
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I'd rather just hump a slut's leg wit my nuts shaved
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And Sway & Tech, two disk jockeys
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Breakin so many friggin needles I wonder if they inject
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[Xzibit]
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Lo and behold, better than platinum and gold
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Yes God bless success, never forsake your soul
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Xzibit take control, lock loaded and ready to roll
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Play the upper hand, a man that's never gon' fold
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Cuz your tape sucks, find a new hobby that you can take up
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Or listen to my niggas Tech & Sway so you can Wake Up
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The X-Man, catch me doin drills in the Danger Room
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Big game huntin from high noon till the full moon
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[Pharoahe Monch]
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Wit synonyms, I get an adrenaline rush
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From minimum thrusts, bust multiple assaults in small interims
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As horrid as Boris Korloff was
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When I cut ya neck, leave a little piece of skin so the head won't fall off
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Hauled-off, sawed off shotgun blast
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He asked, why did he have to die like cast metal?
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O, huh, C now like Omar Credle
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We pone pedal at a high resolution
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On the Wake Up Show wit Sway, Tech and DJ Revolution
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*DJ Revolution scratches*
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[Kool G Rap]
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I sway the tec wit the Tech and Sway
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Step away, wet and spray, rep the day
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Who over debt to pay get swept away
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Across the whole board like checker play
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When I blaze your whole sect' arrays
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Wake Up Show for those who slept away
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Niggas that met the trey, hit the deck and pray
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DJ Revolution, spinnin like lead from out the head decay
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Tearin your neck away, flood up the street wit blood redecorate
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Until the head of jake investigate
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[Jayo Felony]
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What, Sway can give it to but Whatcha Gon' Do wit it
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Tech can give it to you but Whatcha Gon' Do?
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Rev can give it to you but Whatcha Gon' Do wit it
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I can give it to you, Wha Wha Wha What What!
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[Chino XL]
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Yo yo, Chino make the world go 'round
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Fuckin up entire record companies like Harrell did to Motown
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Vominous talk, poison pen, hominous walk
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Which flow will I destroy you wit this time, the most commonest thought
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The drama that's brought, caught us in the midst of a sibling rivalry
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For instance, there is nothing born in existence that can survive wit me
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Clone me like sheep, I clean house like Tony Randall
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My style foul/file, for sexual harrassment like Tisha Campbell
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You wack like Will Smith, your rhyme style is p |