[Intro]
Strange Music special collection
'Zilla keep the heater just in case we have a booboo
Kansas City natives and we are a little cuckoo

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
Fans are with me, I am this spitty
My price is running 50 grand to get me
My jams are crispy
I blam the Blicky if somebody disrespecting Kansas City
Plan to hit me, we got something to hand you quickly
And that something will land you stiffly
Expand your titty, no vest, I guess he wore the brand of Vicky
Rhyme vocals stay crazy 'cause I am postal
Even though a N9na flying coastal, N9ne's local
You can find me after 4 at Prime Social
Dope flow, I'm the papi
Broke? No, Donny's guappy
Thosе foes'll get the toast though likе okonomiyaki
Okie dokie, I get hokey pokey
'Cause I GOAT these dope beats, I hold thee trophies
So below me, your quotes be jokes, G
Never pro me [?] we throw B's
Tell me you from KC without telling me you from KC
Feels like I won the lottery if I got a plate of Gates free
[Chorus: Tech N9ne, X-Raided, High Deafinician, Lex Bratcher, Kaitlyn Toepperwein, Jayla Kearney & Sierra Flaugher]
KC huh? KC what?
KC huh? KC what?
KC (MO!) KC (K!)
KC (MO!) KC (K!)
KC huh? KC what?
Let's get it!

[Verse 2: Lil Ava]
Going deep, game is Pat Mahomes
Duffle bag, money bag of bones
Started from the bottom, now we here
I got 'em, Ava coming from the catacombs
The one and only out now, yeah
Where I said I see clouds, yeah
Kansas City ran 'cross my chest
World business, only I'm a baller now
Y'all game is hollow, break the bottom out
They popping off but it's called a foul
Claiming woop but still get to class
Gotta label Ava "Little Problem Child"
Tech in here with me too, yeah
What up on the wrist new, yeah
They all want a little piece of gang
Gotta stick to me just like glue, yeah
Brandishing knowledge like she went to college
Hidden away I totally demolished
The bigger the digits the longer the math
Red and that yellow, I'm stepping in style
Like KC behind me, we going, we wilding
It took you longer to figure it out
We leaving 'em all in the dust
And you balling with us and The King
Do know we about, okay
[Chorus: Tech N9ne, X-Raided, High Deafinician, Lex Bratcher, Kaitlyn Toepperwein, Jayla Kearney & Sierra Flaugher]
KC huh? KC what?
KC huh? KC what?
KC (MO!) KC (K!)
KC (MO!) KC (K!)
KC huh? KC what?
Let's get it!

[Verse 3: King D]
Big talk can't belittle me, walk, if he stop
He getting popped by the tip of the thought
He can't blog, his life boring just to keep it a buck
I done gave that boy a dollar 'cause he ain't got a buck
I done gave that girl a charm 'cause you ran out of luck
It's best for my team, put the Chiefs on the run
It's best for red tees 'cause you n***as is done
My TEC is Nike and I keep it on one
I bought the rocket, let me rock the rocket
Holding on to my stick like a hockey socket
[?], if he ain't, I got this
18th and Vine, in the middle of Prospect
I'm [?] no matter who's in line
Think he speaking dutch, n***a, guten tag
Thank you very much, who you rooting for?
KC, home of the Gods like Jerusalem, uh
What you really getting paid for?
Getting signed [?] looking at your labels
In you're mind, got me twisting up your mental
In a foreign, take it back to Sacramento
Uh huh, we ain't whipping in a rental
I'm the prize, little baby, be gentle
It's the GOAT and the God, detrimental
Be astonished how I kill the instrumental, uh
[Chorus: Tech N9ne, X-Raided, High Deafinician, Lex Bratcher, Kaitlyn Toepperwein, Jayla Kearney & Sierra Flaugher]
KC huh? KC what?
KC huh? KC what?
KC (MO!) KC (K!)
KC (MO!) KC (K!)
KC huh? KC what?
Let's get it!

[Verse 4: Roblo DaStar]
Where I'm from, yeah I from the middle
Tech tagged me in so I'ma brag a little
Big dog, they let me out the kennel
Disrespect the town, you better guard your dentals
They was hating and I knew it
Had one chance and they blew it
Yeah, stay loyal mean everything
Yeah, I'm real slime, I'm on to better things
So let me answer y'all questions, yeah I'm really from Kansas
But I'm Picasso with the Glock, hoe, I'll put rojo on your canvas
Yeah I flex on guys but I don't exercise
Yeah I'm next up, [?]
No I don't skate, I electric slide
Can't ride [?], she gotta pick a side
N***as looking oppy, yeah I'm hot like Takis
So much sauce, I should work for Ollie
And I beat the beat like I trained with Rocky
Stay parallel, I was getting toppy
Yeah I'm saying less and I'm praying more
Real blessings, better check the score
Word to Popper, I'm getting plenty more
Came through the window, said "Fuck the door"

[Chorus: Tech N9ne, X-Raided, High Deafinician, Lex Bratcher, Kaitlyn Toepperwein, Jayla Kearney & Sierra Flaugher]
KC huh? KC what?
KC huh? KC what?
KC (MO!) KC (K!)
KC (MO!) KC (K!)
KC huh? KC what?
Let's get it!