[Intro: Tech N9ne]
This one uhh, is from a song I did with Crooked I
Called Blammers and Burners
It's dope as hell, his verse was killer too
I wish I had his verse
But I'm 'bout to play these acapellas for you while I beat
Check this out man, check it out

[Verse: Tech N9ne]
Molotovin' 'em, offin' 'em in a coffin for the double crossin'
We toss 'em off in the moss, he talkin' boss when he softenin'
We causin' problem after problem, we got 'em
Put 'em at the bottom in the Sodom column we fraud 'em we shot 'em
Is anybody listenin'? I'm on a mission to dig his ditch
And picture many christening with the pistol and pop it
The second I'm 'bout to cock it
Get ready for the rocket then it's off with his head
He running off at the mouth then he dead
Straight raw with it, I'ma get saw with it
Rip a little snitch when he drippin' now bitch crawl in it
Tattle-tale and you got the whole hood shook
Tell the people we evil and that the whole hood cook, that is no good look
The penalty for the pussy that put us in penitentiaries, rolled, shook, whooped
His motherfuckin' ass for givin' po's good crooks
We put 'em in a section where there was no good book
Understandable why your body is flammable
Handle your fammo with ammo n***a, animaly cannibal
Man oh man, I'ma damage every strand of botanicals
With Barry Manilow playin', man my hand is mechanical
Stuck repeatedly, heated me and serviced and cheated me
So he bleeded immediately, depleted me deity
Creepy I'm feeling deeply when I'm speaking of sleeping
The recently deceased peeps, he defeated so easily
Hush when you're rollin' through KC-MO
Better bust or they gonna lose their people
N***a Killa City we hella for real and gritty
Itty bitty, you shitty, we let the stray heat go
Anybody trying get over can never see us
Put your money up at your mouth or get beat up
Bloody murder we got it comin' through your speakers
Tecca N9na with Crooked I busting n***as and we just *Explosion*