He’s a mental giant, that’s what they say He’s a mental giant to those whom nay say oh..oh..oh..ohh.oh hey! hey! Hey! I’m lookin’ down on you niggaz Even though i’m 5’8″ & 195 pound on you niggaz So tall I can’t even hear any of the sound you deliver Me and my partners never see any of the hateful frowning you give us Cuz’ we smile at the bitty braggin’ wack rapper’s Who happen to be the best at the gat master But down to the simple fact here’s a strap past ya ta blast at ya That after, the gap put him in the casket, last chapta, that’s laughter Half...

The Boogieman [Intro] And just when they thought that everything was peachy keen, Somewhere deep within the shadows, There were other things to be seen. An untamable beast with an urge to feast And only alone would he stand, the culprit of fear on the 67th tier, There lies the Boogieman. [Verse 1] No introduction needed N9ne times you must repeat it Mind tryin’ to just delete it I’m N9ne supposed to be this rough MC Whose gluttony would rhyme grime Trust, believe it. A legend ever since the projects A odd tech would get respect When he wreck the set but never get the props That...

(Turkey) [Ceza] Sen kalk, bir minik mikrofonunu getir (Get up, get your microphone) Bak jak burada mikrofonuna tak (Look, here is the jack, connect you mic) Kağıt kalem bir de ilham alınacak (And here is the paper and the pen, we’re gonna get inspired) Tam gaz choppers, havada düşman avına çıkalım (No stop Choppers are in the air, Let’s hunt enemies) Akalım, haydi bu battle’ı kazanalım (Let’s go, let’s win this battle) (We started in the Midwest) (Now we ’bout to take it) (All over the world, baby!) (This is the pinnacle!) (Yeah, Tech N9ne!) [Tech N9ne] Follow...

Yeah Ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah-ah Yeah Yeah-uh (Can you see?) Yeah-uh (See ‘em live) Uh-ah-oh-oh (See ‘em live) [Tech N9ne] Mmm Yum, a stick of 5 gum is the taste on my tongue But for the right one, I’ll spit it out and place her right on The night’s young, meaning we minus the bright sun And I’m numb like I’m inside ‘em like white on a ripe bun Like that one, baby stacked wit’ a fat on Action-pack wit’ a rack and a little bit of that ‘yac she’s passed on Got a 36-pack of Magnums, I’m Vlad and I’m back I’ll put a bitch in a sack and bring her back And then...