Tech N9ne
What’s the Procedure
[Intro]
All you got is you
And now you gotta save you
Wait, what's up with the procedure when you got a gun to your head, huh?
What's the fucking procedure when you got a gun at your head?

[Verse 1: Grizzy Hendrix]
I never really liked this industry, they wanna take a piece of your inner peace
For a Jesus piece, I gotta pack a piece, that's a kiss of death and would you believe?
Once upon a time not too long ago, this A&R tried schooling me
School, true indeed, and I grew to see what they do to feed
They own pockets, tomfoolery, stop fooling me with thе buffoonery
You steal from us, then still want us to bе all slaves, straight Killmongers
Slim Jesus, indecence, get us in office then impeach us
Like Luigi's brothers, ride or die, so I'ma be the one to have to testify
But no not quite like 6ix9ine, no dropping dimes to get n***as life
I'ma speak my mind even when they try to lock me up and not read my rights
I see the lies, I got a eagle eye, not a fetal's mind, this is by design
I was made by God to be a fucking God, so it's only right I got with Tech N9ne
Don't talk to me, I'm pulling up like "Who want it?"
Turn y'all into Roadrunners, meep meep, ain't shit funny
No man alive is gonna take from me, fuck a label, got my own money
I ain't signing nothing 'cause I'm no dummy, I'm independent and gotta love it

[Chorus: Grizzy Hendrix]
I'm feeling Godly, no one in this world can stop me
It's just me and my n***as, I'm sorry, I got the tech and it's on me
Yeah I got the tech, grr grr, I got the tech, blau blau
Yeah I got the tech, grr grr, I got the tech, blau blau
Someone please tell me what's the procedure when a gun at your head?
When a gun at your head, when a gun at your head
Someone please tell me what's the procedure when a gun at your head?
When a gun at your head, when a gun at your head
[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]
Tell me, what's the procedure when somebody wanna bust with the heater?
You not the one with the gun, just the receiver
Something you said is making them bust a millimeter up in the cheeser
'Cause you must was a diva, maybe you was enough of a Yeezus
Justin the Bieber situation like fuck the police, but you might call up your guns well enough 'fore you grieve us
We ain't coming for play play, you don't know me and Grizzy got the mama nem bay bay
But I honor the AK, all the rugged persona that they say goes away when they see llamas that may spray
In Jannah you vacay, nah, not in Jannah, Gehenna
When they put drama beginners and they monitor sinners
They eatin' vomit for dinner, we on tonic with gin and hydroponics within us, you don't really want a dilemma
Want a mishap, hear the click clack
Blew the bitch back, now they calling dispatch
'Cause you hit that, flopping like a fish catch
Peeling his cap, lung need a fixed flat
No mercy where the jerks be
Hit my turf, he thinking that it's merk free
I ain't a pinky-toed shooting Eddie Murphy
I'm aiming at your fucking face like it's Xerxes
All these hating motherfuckers make you summon the gang
Get killed at rappin' or gattin', n***a, one and the same
Bring everyone in for pain, get this gun in your brain
And if you're comin' to Strange, know it's one in the chain-bianc'
I get my blade with the Unc'
Oxymoron but you decay with the funk
Not the Quran but you can trust and believe us
Cuss or deceive us, tell me what's the procedure?
[Chorus: Grizzy Hendrix]
I'm feeling Godly, no one in this world can stop me
It's just me and my n***as, I'm sorry, I got the tech and it's on me
Yeah I got the tech, grr grr, I got the tech, blau blau
Yeah I got the tech, grr grr, I got the tech, blau blau
Someone please tell me what's the procedure when a gun at your head?
When a gun at your head, when a gun at your head
Someone please tell me what's the procedure when a gun at your head?
When a gun at your head, when a gun at your head