B.I.T.C.H.
    (专辑: Something Else - 2013)
    
    No, you ain't supposed to put on your devil suit  When you come up in the 
church, young mayne  Now they ain't about to think you a 
rebel  You 'bout to make them think you birthed from flames  La la la-di-da-da, wanna be on TV just to show out for mi mama  But breaking into colored houses, admit  That it's a 
bitch when you sick like this   [Verse 1: Tech N9ne]  Putting all the 
face paint I 
can put on  Put my black jeans and black hood on  That's your TV I 
just stood on  With a 
faded habit this brother swerves when I 
sip vodka  I'm the 
latest rabbit, in other words; I'm a 
hip-hopper  You disc jockers never played me, you said my shit stopped ya  2001, I 
mixed opera now every cliques' got the 
 Sick caca with lots of ripping about they chips, oughta  Listen to this quick chopper flipping and popping  With the 
spirit of Pac and Big Poppa!  Ya! This for your motherfucking rap quotes  My shit is surprising and shocking like Barack votes  The 
traps broke when I 
rapped with  Tunechi and Stacks though  OG Mug said I'm gonna be the 
first rapper to cross over to black folk   [Pre-Hook: Tech N9ne]  Ya, I'm breaking into colored houses  Polo boots and hella dark-colored outfits  Ya, I'm breaking into colored houses  Fellas better put a 
chastity belt on your spouses   [Hook: T-Pain]  Man, it must suck to be you niggas  Cause it don't suck to be this rich  If you not fucking with me, brethren  You can suck upon this dick  Man I 
just get it how we get it where I 
live  Somebody better call 911 (Call 911)  I'm breaking in these niggas cribs!  Yeah, we out here working  One things fo' sho', two things for certain  I'm for real! That's how I 
live  Somebody better call 911 (Call 911)  I'm breaking in these niggas cribs!   [Verse 2: Tech N9ne]  Since 2001 my people dodged me like Durango  Now at my shows I 
see more N-words than Django  (From Missouri) like Nelly, Chingy, and Chain Hang Low  But Kansas City somewhere over the 
rainbow  I'm in yo' house baby, I'm in yo' living room  Looking down yo' blouse lady, and everybody is in tune  To Tech Ninna, sex fiend a 
threat to his and whom  They got a 
beautiful woman and giving poon  They want it cause I'm bout to be big and BOOM  Breaking into colored houses is hard, mane  Cause everybody got guns  And they got dogs  And they got bars mane  But I'm coming thru that TV  All the 
ghetto is gon' see me  Sipping the 
KC Tea  Now you know Tech N9ne now everybody want a 
freebie!   [Pre-Hook]   [Hook]   [Verse 3: Tech N9ne]  My people missin me, like Diana Ross  No this ain't MMG, but I'm A 
Boss  Although I'm wicked see, I'm fly and I 
floss  So why am I 
lost  Like my jam is off  Yes you a 
day late  Better late than never I'm a 
veteran  My cheddar been truly silly like Stevie J 
face  Every last one of these evil haters they see me vacate  Tip to the 
crib, turn on the 
television and see my face like, "Hey wait."   [Hook]