Tech N9ne - Disparagement (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Tech N9ne - Disparagement (en) Lyrics
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You can't stop what's divine, no
So why in the hell are you trying for
The Cayenne flow got you dying slow
'Cause my info got the Zion glow
They don't like seeing
Tecca the N9ne go
They said I'm evil
They said I'm totally
demon in my cerebral
They callin' me criminal, comin'
to curse a cathedral
To punish the positive, opposin'
the peace of the people
They said I'm a dreamer,
and not a good singer
That'll never get bread and no
kind of Heaven'll bring ya
When I lessen the N9na
Oppressin' the Tech and
left in the wringer
'Cause I am the effin'
best with the lingua
Calling me failure when you know
Tech is a choppin' impaler
It's funny when you rolling, they
come and try to derail ya
The tale fell to hell bruh
Nothing you tell her is stopping
me when I nail her
She loving the delta
The hate gon' show but
the faith gon' grow
'Cause I am a winner and
gonna make strong dough
When I take on flow, when
the pace don't slow
It's comedy saying that
Aaron Yates won't blow
Yates won't blow, Yates won't blow
You did this, how you live
with the stupidness
Knowing when I get loose,
it get lucrative
Who can sit through this and
boo 'cause it blew to bits
Doofus is not a muse, it's a duplicate
Riddle me, riddle me, yo why
does a little league
In second fiddle belittle me
when it'll be literally
Killa B's on the milla spree to
drill 'em and filler flee
Ain't no illa G, reala B,
the skill is agility
When they be itching to down ya
Throwing the hate all around ya
To all the people that clown ya
But not a sound when
they come encounter
A real one, they don't feel none
Swear you're sitting on
just little crumbs
When you really making multi-millions
When they say you lost it,
but the deal's done
Yeah yeah, this is called
disparagement
Yeah, yeah, but they really love this
arrogance and now my angel flair is sent
to give you that embarrassment
It's crazy what haters say
when creating a narrative
I will flatten 'em all like
the apron, no air in it
Media maybe is airing it
and made a few errors
It doesn't matter, money's made and
many takin' their share in it
Nobody's thinking about the way that
they carry us, staying precarious
Fallin' like the angel that flirted
when hated comparison
When I think of our native Americans
being named by some terrorists
I ain't sayin' they're Arabic homie
I figured I could make it apparent
like babies in carriages, but
this ain't related to marriages
When I say I'm separated from a lady
that married to liberty later that
buried it and made me a heretic
Take a TEC and then carry
this to the grave
Innocent but say we're nefarious,
now we hang
But them people are fakers
and Fairey is on the gang
Put a target on the face then I count
'em like it's a bang (ugh)
They're prepared for this,
I made it so there it is
So they throw the shade in areas
grayer than Maridive
Tuck a.50 for the shade like
Anastasia I'm airing it
Awkward living nowadays man I
be stranger than Aaron is
They paint you in a slide and
try to make you a derelict
Grammys ain't giving any love
to Strange and I'm very sick
'Cause N9na's on the throne but
they say I'm heir to it
Fake ish won't fly like a
cape with a tear in it
Demons swinging low not at your
face, call them sweet chariots
You know how many people that
grow up and don't say
what their parents did
Could've- could've been that,
but it could've been bad
So doper lives be careful with
I'm sitting in the nuthouse looking
at my freaking therapist like
When they be itching to down ya (ayy)
Throwing the hate all around ya (ayy)
When they say you lost it
but the deal's done
Yeah, yeah, they really love this arrogance
and now my angel flair is sent
to give you that embarrassment
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