Absolute Power lyrics

[1st Verse]
Ain't no way you bout to stop this sickness from the
Deepest darkest part of misery psycho alpha schizo
Get your chick she digging me

A.B.S.O.L.U.T.E. P.O.W.E.R.
See me clownin', look at all you player haters
frownin'

Raw, God said kill'em all Tech's backs to the wall
Fighting 4 my life and Imma bust back till they fall

[Verse 1]
I'm kickin' it with this chick up in the club I'm off
The lou, and when you're on that caribou
you know just what to do,

I called her bianca

then she said what is that bianca shit
I looked and cracked a smile

and said bianca means you bitch

You's a biank baby, whether you like it or not

but you hot especially with ex & vicaden popped.

[Verse 1]
Ain't nobody ever gave me a thang in my lifetime
So I'm on my own standin' strong
Holdin' chrome, disrespect my villains
Get'em gone, early mone, on the cone
Getting' my hussle on

I stays dirty, chippin, choppin', flippin birdies
I'm pushin' 30, vision clear I'm neva blurry
Plot and plan strategic mission I'm on my toes
I stays wit fam my mans and shake these fuckin' foes

[Verse 1]
I know you know this is Kansas City
Where nigga life don't mean shit
So step to and immediately get yo dome split
I pack heat for days run street wit K's and hollow's
On a concrete crusade you made the pill now swallow
You never thought tomorrow
You see me beam up all strapped down wit a pump
Searchin' for the niggas on a hunt
Jerkin' on the trigga when I dump

[Verse 1]
I be bussin', parents be fussin and cussin'
Cause all I talk about is silicon and muffins
So if you didn't come to hear some strip club hits
Then get the hell on cause I'm getting' my mail on I'm hustlin'

I'm talkin' about foes I'm talkin' about fans and kitties
I'm talkin' about ho's and I'm talking about Kansas City
That's where I dwell wit wit, my, my vills and I, I, I will

1971 Aaron D. Yates was born
1985 Aaron wrote his 1st rhyme
1988 Aaron adopts the name TECH N9NE
1990 TECH N9NE teams with producer Icy Roc Kraven
1997 Tech signs with Qwest Records
1999 Tech is released from the label
2002 Tech and Strange Music teams with MSC Entertainment and records

[Verse 1]
If you see me lookin' clean cut
Matchin' from head to toe dippin' with a mean strut

[Verse 1]
The killa clowns in your town raising all hell
Tecca nina with the stamina coming to damage ya buckin'
The bammer when I bust with a bang.
And it ain't no clause that say fraud ain't no tall tales
Women love it when I hit when I covet the booty they
Giving it to me but it ain't no thang

We reppin' KCMO fellas and the ladies know

[Tech N9ne]

Yo, wassup baby?

How you been?

It's been a long time since I talked to you last

I got a question, you still with homeboy?
Y'know homeboy don't matter to me

I'm interested in you baby

We can creep

Y'know what I'm sizzlin'?

Just think about it baby, I'm tryin' to get with you for real

[Chorus] - 2x

Might be some fun to runaway

This game is one I wanna play

[Tech N9ne talkin]

You muthafuckas thing we gonna stop keepin on

We shall prevail

Muthafuckas fear what they do not understand

And what they do not understand they try and destroy
Come on now

[Tech N9ne]

I hear 'em whisperin in corners speakin dirty talk on us

Bout how we too grown up, that we unknowners

And my persona is Rock 'N Rollish yo' nigga told us

[Chorus]
Sin with me I want you. She-devils in the house let me hear ya
(Hey) off top I gots to get near ya
[Verse 1]
Often they blow ya top watch when they hold ya jock
Shocked when the notch sold crotch and you lost composure
Soft for the ho's ya not stocked fulla roll ya walk for the
Hot shot wanna cop and do lots of dosha

She devil her greed level is hella high

[Chorus]
Imma slacker, never did I have a lot of dough
Imma slacker, smoking pot and watchin' videos
Imma slacker, go whichever way the wind blows
Those just tuning in I'm just letting' ya know
That Imma slacker, every time I take a look around
Imma slacker, stuck upon my face is a frown
I don't do enough, I just fool around
Ya'll can go to hell, how does that sound

[Verse 1]

[Intro]
It was a Friday night and me and my homeboys
Decided to celebrate our departure from JCOR
So you know us, we had to go to the strip clubs
Everybody said they wanted to go to DJ's so we did.

So we get up in DJ's and we got V.I.P.
The owner shows us a lot of love, so he takes us
To our seat and Trav orders a round of 151 and coke
4 all of us, and that's when I seen her

Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho

Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho

Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho

Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho

Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, HOOOOO!

I hate you

Can't stand you

Despise you

Detest you

[Chorus]

Look away from me when you see me

Never look into my eyes

[Verse 1]
Fall into a spell way deeper than hell
Sensation was given to me from my homegirl Shell
Told me, since I was in pain and I like 2 rebel
This Motorola I'm giving you will suit you real well

10 minutes, 20 minutes, 30 minutes feelin' funny butterflies
My eyes dilate another size overwhelming sense of love
Got this nut so sprung
Walk up to a stranger baby, can I suck your tongue

[talking]

The industry's a bunch of fuckin punks!!

Here's what they said...

Well, yaknow Tech, your drum-n-bass might not
go well with uh urban radio, yaknow?

And, your orange hair, it's so.. not..

black, I mean yaknow, you understand what I'm sayin?

[Chorus] - 2X

They won't play me on - radio, cuz they be on

Punk shit daily y'all - industry's a shady one

[1st Verse]
Don't you come near me cause the devils sittin' next to me
I drink my drink and smoke my weed and pop my extacy.
Then add some GHB and mushrooms to the recipe, this means
I'm really letting the beast within get the best of me

If you can hear me, I need help I'm caught and
I'm stuck and I'm trapped in me self don't understand
This fucked off hand that G. delt lazarus help

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[Tech talkin]

Huh, My nigga Don Juan...damn

I Been knowin you a long time nigga, heh
We did a lot of shit together man

On this music tip man

Beautiful shit we did dog

Remember when we went out to L.A. man, wit Quincy man

Made all that shit pop

Yukmouth and everybody

Dubb C and everybody

Had a lot of good times dog

Know what I'm sizzlin

You were supposed to be my dog
Homey when I first met you what was told to me was fraud
What a shocker an imposter, I been crossed I lost ya
My best friend turned out to be an enemy the sin in me hit me
No sympathy no empathy either, Homey I never denied ya

Nothing that you wanted women, I never player hated I hooked
You up booked you up from the beginning the sin in me had

Slacker: a person who shirts his work or duty
A person who evades military service in the wartime
Hehehehehe.. I know one thing man
I'm gonna have my kicks before the whole shithouse goes up in flame
Youknowhat'msayin? heheheheh..
Eat, drink, and be merry, tomorrow you may die
That's what life's about man, good times, a little salad
Haha...

[Verse One: Tech]
Yo yo