Bumbell

[tech n9ne] (yukmouth)

Regime killas, ah

What the deal

(it's that lethal)

What's poppin

Regime ******s in this mother****** for the one nine nine twist ************

(uh, that regime ************t)

Regime ************t, yeah

(done deal, bumbell)

New millenium rhymers ******

(what, tech a nina)

The bumbell

Where the ****** you at

(up in this ************)

[yukmouth] (tech n9ne)

Uh, what uh, introducin two of the regime's finest

(regime) tech a nina

And smoke a lot himself

(smoke a lot, bumbell)

Let's serve these ******s with the straight shh, uh ******

(in your back ************)

****** that, i'm tired of not being of the bungalow ************t

This bumbell for you ******

[yukmouth]

It's bumbell bumbell, that's straight rapid fire

That override your ampliphiers and the woofers

Your bass tube hook ups shut the ****** up with wires cooked up

******s stash my tape like gats in the bushes, it's that lethal

It'll probably have you killing people, for real

Cops say it's illegal to have a yuk tape in your possesion

******s keep going to jail for 11, 350's and 211's

187's, concealed weapons, all the above

Tear the ****** club up with my ****** what

[tech n9ne]

That tech n9ne ******, lyrically blind ******s on the grind

All the time you will find i spiritually define ******, rhyme killa

I'm the purer from missour-a

Quick when i rip ************t trip this animalistic, ****** ace ventura

By the power of my dead ******s i'ma ride this like a rollercoaster

Ain't nobody ****** with my ******s i'm the killa representin cosa nostra

So bust like you're supposed to

We guaranteed this gon sell cuz this ************t's the bumbell ******

[chorus: (tech n9ne)] x 2

(ba bum)

This ************t is heated (ba bum)

Your ************t's deleted (ba bum)

And when you need it (ba bum)

We drunk and ******ed

As long as this rap ************t sells

Us ******s with figures we keep releasin the bumbell

[yukmouth]

************ i can make ya ?ven? (ba bum)

Make ya ?land? (ba bum)

Make the fans (ba bum)

Gang related dance (ba bum)

I can make the hood (ba bum)

Make your ?kim wood? (ba bum)

Make your stereo (ba bum)

Make calico (ba bum)

They dumpin on us, clunk clunk go the trunk

Grab the pump, bang my ************t when you in the mist to funk

Or get ************t crunked

When ************t jumps, i'm the theme music

Like thorazine, the fiends cling to it

I didn't mean to do it

The music made me do it, it made me loose it

Got my mind playin tricks

Now my nine can't stop sprayin ************t

Until the ****** lay in a ditch

And when i played this ************t it blew my speakers out

Looked out the window i saw ****** fiends and tweakers out in the

Middle of the street doing the electric slide, you shoulda peeped it out

It got me geeked out, hustlin makin scrilla

After every word i got to say ******

Like what's up ******?

Let's smoke this blunt ******

Oh, yesterday got caught, got ****** up ******

You bumpin yuk ******?

Oh that's the bumbell

[chorus] x 2

[tech n9ne]

We're now listening to the sounds of tech n9ne

I don't need no medication, i just packs my crispy flows

Endo, rum and fornication, jammed up for y'all filthy hoes

That ****** named tech n9ne is a mother****** on gang related

Hater's gotta respect mine or the next time get strangulated

Rap a lot summoned me, i told em that i had a gun in me

Loony as a ****** wanna be, kindly get the ****** from front of me

Sleepin with a black cat in my lap, spliitin poles daily

Under a lot of weight and on a bus on a broken mirror don't faze me

They say tech when i rap you wouldn't be alive

****** that, i got ******s lettin em go for tweleve five, bumbell's live

We bringin heat to the game, deep when we came

******s ****** up and put they feet to the flame

Got that (ish) if you want it, gives a (uff) i'm a flaunt it

That (haaaa) got ******s thinkin i'm hunted, the bumbell

[chorus] x 2

[tech n9ne] (yukmouth)

Yeah (live and direct)

Kc meets oakland, oakland meets houston, a killa mixture

(bumbell) bumbell (what)

Tech n9ne (regime ************t)

Ish, uck, ******

What you wanna do

Regime crew

Like that ******

Me and yuknouth up in this mother****** puttin this ************t in your back

For the one nine nine twist

You know what i'm sizzlin?

You know what i'm sizzlin?

You know what i'm sizzlin?

Regime killas!

(thugged out, yukmouth)