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​Now It's On

This song is by Tech N9ne and appears on the album The Calm Before the Storm (1999) and on the album Vintage Tech (2005).

I'll murder your whole city nigga like Frank Nitti
Hideous the city is niggas better give me this
Respect when I flex cause my Tech flows like amphibians
From here to the Caribbeans unexplored territories like Venus
Niggas never seen the team it's seems keenis
Impairing your mind like Zimas infrared beamers keep your posse on my penis

Now it's on wicked shit is the lick a Middle West flex
The abyss who this bitch who dis dis click bliss is hangin' that bitch by the clitoris
You get spit on shit on hit on get on the dick of this slick niggara
But you can always call the nina a killer in America Amerikilla

I got skills to kill like over dosing pills blood spills for million a dollars bills
You can try to kill this or feel the illness of a nigga that's comin' out real
I don't know why nigga you livin' a lie and plus I despise those who try
A nigga like I that's high and fly and sly Midwest side so you just might die

Check it out I murdered these ho's Hercules flows my shit carries on like hepatitis
The weak biters mean nothing to me give me no fuckery fowl like what
Non-ghanacocle Urithritis I might just make a nigga bite dust
When I bust plus calamity feels great can it be ill yes sanity kills a real nigga
But still I'm wicked like Amityville
The best the 9 coresh burned now it's your turn you must learn misery niggas are crazed like twenty-four gang niggas on sherm
When it's on I'll be heated like a hot comb tell these punk motha fuckers to leave me alone when I'm in a zone you get blown away get the clones away Mitch Bade nigga 'cause it's on today

Now it's on
Now it's on
Now it's on
Wicked, wicked now it's on

Now it's on
Now it's on
Now it's on
Wicked, wicked now it's on


Now let me take a toke and let these niggas know
That Lejo ain't 'bout no jokes niggas better learn the ropes
Were like cosa nostra and we'll fuck around and cut your throat
Decapitation facin' devastate the nation when I'm racin' can't stop this
Nigga you can catch a fist or you can rest in piss for that dis that you thought I missed
I'm indestructible and untouchable not givin' a fuck about what you know
I don't love no ho I don't mug no mo but I'm still collectin' my other dough
Now peep the rawness my rhymes are flawless fools get tossed for tryin' to floss like bosses
People can call this the click with no loses cause a nigga can flow from September to August
Deep as the seven seas colder than no degrees
Niggas is easy to get down on their knees
When you're lookin' at rhymes like these
You always find that he's bitin' my shit it's me he's tryin' to be
No more chances understand this I'm the man with the plan
I stand from Kansas and this weed enhances scand less dances
What is in my hand will make your last glances
Fucking with a technicality this is what it's got to be
Nigga sit on the side of me my mentality makes fatality reality
Split your anatomy assault and battery niggas pray to god we stop
We won't though ask me whose on the top they don't know but don't know motha fucka in the motha fuckin' western motha fuckin' hemisphere really want Joe. Associated with a deadly force we got codes deeper than morse sounds like (oops) a needle point bullet shoot through a horse so of course I'm leavin' niggas dead like a corpse

Don't test me biatrice another colloquialism I came up with the bitch
Peep this twist people do pitiful shit I do unforgettable hits
A nigga submitted amerikilla did it and got aquited I flip it in a minute
When I get them relish slips you can't sell us dips we're getting high off k. Bombay packin' hella heat like Pompeii
Itch may ade bay igga nay anyway I gets ill when I feel like getting biz
You know what that is I know what that is when I be rippin' everybody know what that is kcuf snomed ni eht dog tip
If anybody wanna catch this I just said fuck demons in the god pit backwards and that's bomb futuristic attack shit
Match this takes hella practice to rip scripts nigga gotta be thorough
I gotta make this shit make sense so I can say made it ma top of the world
Give me life or give me death death becomes the evil like asmodeus I gotta melodious flow it becomes proteus changeable untamable angel Anghellic bustin' like a magnum Tom Selick
Missouri terror sick of losin' money at Harrah's mic assassin like Antonio Banderas how many niggas you know will bust styles so ambidextrous and I mean I'm buck wild when it's on I be heated like a hot comb like I said in the first zone accident prone be these niggas who wanna flex with Tech when the heat is on nigga now it's gone

Now it's on
Now it's on
Now it's on
Wicked, wicked now it's on

Now it's on
Now it's on
Now it's on
Wicked, wicked now it's on

Now it's on
Now it's on
Now it's on
Wicked, wicked now it's on