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Midwest Choppers Lyrics Artist(Band):Tech N9ne
Welcome to misery where the killers pop it up Whenever I say it and deal it at the turn of the gun We can do it if anybody want it Where the rapper niggas will call up and tell everyone Misery loves company so we done with thee Enemy where he be energy sendin me the route My negativity trippin wit me you runnin fo yo life Cause you ran your mouth MOUTH [CHORUS] We can sang or we can bang It ain't no game we untamed Whether its fame or we can aim Release your brains it ain't no thang - MIDWEST CHOPPERS Know I sayin We livin in pain And it's a shame that you came and got drained And listen mayn stay in your lane - MIDWEST CHOPPERS Find it Murderers monolog come out of a sinister formidable place I can let you kno the ins and the outs and I can spit it wickid Twisted And you can see by the look of my face Give me the mic and I'ma mangle it tangle it Definitely people see that I got the hang of it Pig you gotta try to make a mocery of a city, who Pock 'em pock 'em damn we dangerous Came to get strange wit it bang wit it Stop and get a little untamed wit it Get the chopper like a fully bully wit a hoodie stop him take him out So he can Spit cane wit it Well the answer is right before your eyes Who do you despies? Killers who chop you we got to stop you We gotta stop you pop you partner Get up outta the way when techa nina be bustin Gotta give it up I'm a veteran like I said so I'ma light 'em up and get in your head again Im better than ever Never let 'em feather an Hit the mic and get in again Medicine ima CHOPPA CHOPPA CHOPPA Automatic kickin the ammunition Killin the competition when it ain't nobody HOTTA HOTTA HOTTA Manage everything and everybody You kno we never missin Listen to me How can I make you understand that I'm a general Even if you poppin the competition in minimal Cant see the killers and you can bet that we criminal The thing inside of me keep telling me where to go So I'ma keep reppin the mirror choppin freakin shows And I'm about to be on top of this and truly be bustin Beggin for mercy you punk I ain't givin you NOTHING [CHORUS] We be the best We ain't talking about women we be talking about paper Already made come and terrible And the competition is the killa With or with the buretta tight right under my sweater And we hide it delopta be where my killas But my dealers are betta Like a blender leeroy like a guillotine Chop yo hands out and throw me out the window Watch yo lyrical Thru the atp WHEN WE COME TO THE STREET WE DON POST ON THE BLOCK For the killa I'ma lift my middle finger up to the cop So On the way to the studio we be makin another hot track They be lovin the way we spit it Boy they want our position but they ain't never get it In the hone of the pacific We the definiton of a soldier My opposition is the cultural I spit like a tomic Me and my killa are guerillas Boy we tryin to battle cuz they want our position But they ain't never get it Man I told you We the number one competitors dealin Working the way to the top and get the millin In the hone of the city you can never cross us You can try to read us You can try to beat us Try to get your speed up but it ain't gon matter Cause after were done bustin a nigga we don after We takin after techa nina is the master [CHORUS] Whenever I'm reppin the city in the cane Holla your brain cuz I'm a disaster Dilemma get ready decibel comin atcha We wanna Come atcha Because I'm a style master And I'm impressionable now Just so ya kno now I make 'em sweat Cause the best with the flow Whenever you wanna flex you can go Keep stressing your code And I make yo man go Midwest will flow like SHE'LL FLOW WITH MORE STRIFE Cuz the energy is the bomb I can tell that you fascinated by the way we rhyme And we flow like with the mo like Mo strike wit the fire BABY I KNO U SAY IT OFF Cuz so senemy enemys now Irritate with the haters that be comin around so I kick it Like a realla with the style Im too set for a cure so and I don't need for a doctor to work Late for makin yo nerves Late cause he called ya Hands down now I popped ya now Lets take a trip to the back of your real gear Strange the individual wit ill skill TALK WIT IT Let me act like you get tough wit it When you get out of the truck spittin off the crane Killers gon be the one to leavin yo bodies Smoke ya but really AND THE GAME IS DROP Cause whenever I'm bustin its like The full heart stopper The techa nina get up the flow cause we Midwest choppaz [CHORUS] You better Act right get right Cause I'm the baddest nigga hookin up with the fastest badass Hit you with the lyrical lyrical miracle whip incredible knock the head like a several Diggy diggy down diggy down watcha diggy down Cook it clown and at the house hold it down diggy diggy__ diggy down And if you look for the sound you can be found With the nigga in the crowd are you really wit me? And when you hear it then nigga then zip it These make you want to reposition and pivit When we write it and spit it we makin somebody get it And if they wont hear it then they wont get it, STOP Oh we can keep babblin on Or rapplin off at the mouth while we travelin And we speakin on on the speakin on the things we be doin comin in to pop my mouth And where the hell were u? And I can stop with the drop With the Caribou And they see me pop I would say was you And I wont hesitate to chop you Until to you While they doin you And if you look at the better at the better to combust you got the Cali gun for fun And if you throw me past the pack man you get it They putting down the gun CHOPPA yousa CHOPPA that techa ninaz a CHOOPA We gon come and Knock your block off You never see us comin hit yah run and walk off Cause is more what we wantin And we come in and headhuntin Wont stop til we get to the top It's the way we Midwest chop yah If you find some error in Midwest Choppers Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to glishhypere@yahoo.com for submitting the lyrics. Review about Midwest Choppers big edits | Reviewer: Unger | 4/11/2008 for tech n9ne: "Welcome To Misery Where The Killers Pop It Off and When I say pop It off I Mean Deadly we're The Tongue Of The Gun We Can Do It If Anybody Want It Whether Rappin and Get to Clapin up Another Tell Everyone" -- tech n9ne's lyrics in other songs mention himself as the gun tongue a few times, so he's saying he is the tongue of the gun. -- d-loc: "Lyrically we be the best in the midwest and we cake'd up i aint talkin about women im talkin about paper d-loc and dalima enter the center and get coded and when in the competition we for sure to kill em i spit like a fully and ready made through any type of weather with the beretta tucked right under my sweater and we hotter than lava the way that my gillas be keepin it poppin partner you tight but my gillas are better we keep it choppin like a blender eatin boys up for dinner guillotines we chop your heads off and throw em out the window we too critical we ill and you walking away looking so pitiful the AGT we be the number one contenders [when it come to the street we still post on the block] 40 cal on my lap and my middle finger up the cops on the way to the studio to go and make another hot track they be lovin the way that we spit it when we drop they call me d-loc so the functioning definition of a soldier my opposition is more culturaled, richer i spit like a tommy and anybody in my way ima fold em and me and my gilla gorillas want it - can split it caught us boys be tryin to battle cuz they want our position but they can never get in it because we better and bigger and like i told ya we the number one competetors dealin workin their way up to the top and they wont stop til they get the millions in the home of the century d-loc and dalima chemistry you can never cross with them igganahs idah the ebe ossinbay the yricala iggertra eavela otherma uckerfay's lost you can try to read us try to beat us try to get your speed up but it aint gonna matter cuz after we get finished bustin aint gonna be no laughter we takin over the map with tecca nina the master" -- he says "gillas" a few time because thats what they call their crew. its slang based on magilla gorilla, the cartoon ape. its like a play on my killer guerilla = magilla gorilla. -- -- AGT is the clique they are involved with -- -- the backwards sounding part is pig latin. i dont understand it perfectly but the syllables i have are right. made out it the way i wrote it would say "niggas hide, the be bossin the lyrical trigger, leave mother fuckers" not perfect, but its really close -- dalima: "When Im Up In The zone I Get To Representing The City in Decay Hollow Your Brain Cuz Im A Disaster Dalima Get Ridiculous if im Comin Atcha Leave Em In A Predicament Cause Im A Style Master And Im Not Impressionable Now Just So Ya Kno I Make Em Sweat Cause I'm Best With The Flow Whenever You Wanna Flex We Can Go Keep Stressing Your Code And I Gonna Leave Ya Back On The Flo' Midwest We Done Flow Like (She Flows With The Most Strife) Cuz The Energy Is The Bomb I Can Tell That You Fascinated By The Way That We Rhyme And We Blow Like With The Flow Strike With The Fire (Baby Aint Nothin You Can Say Though) Cuz Im Sippin On Henny And Bustin Like The Semi Go Enemys Now Irritated With The Haters That Be Comin Around So I Kick It Like A Relative of the Area Style Meaning That Im Really Sure So Im Too Sick For A Cure So Aint No Need For A Doctor My Verbal word play Be Making Yo Nerves Shake Cuz I Caught Ya Pants Down When I Popped Ya Now Lets Take A Trip To The Valley Of Real Deals Strange Individual Wit The Mentally Ill Skill Pop A Collar And Holler At The Broads with Real Skrill Get Down For The Cost We Be Flossin Big Wheels (What Up Wit It) Don't Be Acting Like You get tough Wit It When the chopper come out the trunk Spittin Off In The Strange Yield Killers Gon be devoted to leavin Yo Bodies Smokin But Really You Can't Get off With It (Man This Game Is Rough) Cause Whenever Im Bustin Its Like A Full Heart Stopper Dalima Tecca Nina Kaliko and D-Loc Rip Another With The Flow Cause We Midwest Choppaz" Hope it helps. Dumb Fucks | Reviewer: J Rip | 1/27/2008 This "sketchy" dude is a fuckin retard, half his lyrics are wrong. The ones posted as of now are almost perfect to all you hatin ass niggas that couldnt figure it out your damn selves. I sent in a few correstions of my own..."When I say pop it off I mean wit the tounge or the gun"...think Mista Tounge Twista dumb asses. "Hit The Mic And Get In Again Medicine"... what the fuck is that supposed to mean, it's "And then we peddlin medicine" Obviously none of you douchebags are up on strret terms, peddlin medicine is slangin dope you fuckin sub-burb bitches. Apparently none of you have ever listened to another Tech song, he nevers puts in random shit that makes no sense just to rhyme; everything he says serves a purpose. "So Ima Keep Reppin The Mirror"...what the fuck is "the mirror"...hes reppin the Midwest, again, if you'd listed to Tech before you'd kno where he's from dipshit; for those of you who dont, the Midwest is that area of the country between east coast, west coast, and south...made up of Michigan (Detroit- Eminem), Illinois (Chicago- Twista, Kanye West), Ohio(Cleveland-Bone Thugs), Missouri(aka Mizery; Kansas City aka KC MO- TECH N9NE, DALIMA, D-LOC, KALIKO) Midwest is known for fast ma fuckas. Moral of the story is, dont talk shit if you dont know your shit. Peace -J Rip Suggestions | Reviewer: Mr. Axel grave | 11/1/2007 Your the closest i've seen man but you don't have anything for the part where it seems that D-loc is speaking backwords. ere is my suggestion what i'm thinkin is that either your a baby and is a iracle(miracle) and anger tra(try) evilar (eviler) I'ma top slaughts (slaughter) I know it isn'tperfect but it's what i could get its_me | Reviewer: me | 10/21/2007 dude dont listen to these other muh fuckas. they dont know what theyre talking about youre shit is the closest to the song than anyone else on the net. there are places that could be a couple different things so who really cares keep it up. nice job with this shit Correction | Reviewer: UNBREAKABLE | 9/29/2007 Beginning of Verse 4. 1st suggestion is: When Im Up In The Salt Lake I Get To Representing The City In The Cane 2nd suggestion is: When Im Up In The Salt Room Im Representing The City In The Cane I think it is: When I'm up in the zone I get to representing the city of da K wtf | Reviewer: mastah A_rab | 9/7/2007 the current lyrics posted at the very top are accurate. i just listened to the song while reading the lyrics and they are correct. sketch is an idiot he is all wrong in his version, not to mention in his version he is actually missing beats which ruins the flow in techs verse. man if you change the words make sure that you beat match it so it flows correctly. get tha fuk | Reviewer: blizz | 8/23/2007 Man that's all wrong man. liestin to the song ova n ova again. chop n screw the muthafuka if you have to. Tech dont even rap that fast 4 you to fuk up the lyrics like that. i mean it would be different if was twista-tip of my toungue or krazie bone-flowmotion verse when he was17. u got to get it right dude No, No, No... | Reviewer: Tech N9ne | 8/7/2007 The lyrics are all wrong... Even the correction was wrong, ya'll gotta listen fast or shut up! damn people | Reviewer: koochi | 8/5/2007 so i get on-line to try and figure out this song... im reading it as it plays... and there are tons of "f" ups all over the place... thanx for not helping. Helping out | Reviewer: Samantha Cai | 7/23/2007 welcome to misery where the killers pop it up and whenever i say pop it up i mean deal it with the turn of a gun. but you guys are you the closest to the real thing. Review By Pages: 1 2 Review the song Midwest Choppers The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics. | | ||||||||||||
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