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Lyrics of Worldwide Choppers by Tech N9ne
verse
(Turkey)
Sen kalk bir minik mikrofonunu getir bak jak
Burda diktafonuna tak kağıt kalem bir de ilham
Alınacak tam gaz choppers havada düşman avına çıkalım
Akalım hadi bu battle'ı kazanalım
intro
We started in the Midwest
Now we 'bout to take it
All over the world, baby
This is the pinnacle, yeah, Tech N9ne
verse
Follow me, all around the planet, I run the gamut on Sickology
They can never manage, we do damage with no apology
Pick 'em out the panic, a little manic, 'cause I gotta be frantic
I'ma jam it 'cause I'm an oddity
Gobble the track up like I'm grubbin' at Mama Nacka's
I could pop at you, proppa 'cause I'm partners of Waka Flocka
Gimme the top of hip hop and watch him make 'em rock
Wit a show stopper, chakras poppin' off the
(Worldwide Choppers)
If you anybody, you notice it
Tech is the pinnacle, not and identical soul is it
Load it cold as the polar get, wrote it quick and they quoted it
Yo, it exploded, the flow behold, 'cause when the motor spit
A-bid-eya bid-eya, never to get free of the real
Better get just near the mirror, ready to get near my heels
Gimme the knock and I'ma chop it, he came and it went tomorrow
But I'ma lock it down and hop in the pocket like empanadas
Hit 'em up and get 'em up, I ain't done, I ain't did enough
Trippin' when I rip it, I be the -ish when I spli 'em up
Sorta like I was liquored up and backin' up in the gut
Everybody be knowin' I be actin' up when I buzz
From Missouri to Canada, I be keepin' the stamina
If you never been a fan of the man, the planet's unanimous
Can I cuss, fuck anybody, Tech is calamitous
Leave 'em in the dust, ain't nobody tough when I'm standin', up
Tech is hostile, he's awful
He really be wicked when he be off in the bottle
You wit it, you dig it? You never lost the apostle
He's thinkin' he can give it the Poe and toss in, Picasso
Killin' everybody off is the motto
And I be the only chopper that's tossed in the brothel
You said it's pathetic, my head is off in the taco
I sped it, you bled it, you in the coffin when I go
chorus
I'm light years
Ahead of my peers
Want some? You can come bring it right here
(Worldwide Choppers)
Can't clown me
Don't come 'round me
Bow down, I was crowned when they found me
verse
(K.C.)
Check it, I'm ahead of 'em, chop it up with the veterans
The legend developin', thank God, I told 'em it's heaven
Gotta notice an elephant, none of you niggas relevant
You delicate, but lovin' every second of this
verse
(Denmark)
De vil alle tjekke når vi ligger det
Kommer ind og smækker det beatet jeg vækker det
I ved hvad der kommer ud af min mund
Hanger med de vildeste gutter
Det minder mig om vi stikker det af
For de kalder mig alle vild worldwide chopper
verse
Ye-yeah (Alabama)
What if I ran into you with a Pogo stick?
Hopped up on top of you rappers like a Jehovah's Witness?
With a photo of Jesus and a paper pamphlet
And I threw up more tracks shit like I was playin' Hamlet?
Syllable burnin' that internal damage
Swing, batter, batter but then I lay back on a hammock
Under an oak tree like I was peelin' pecans
But instead I'm peelin' rappers' heads, makin' a sam-a-wich
Pick up a .22 and put a bullet inside
Of a motherfucker from Westside, a 1987 box
I'm headed up, yeah, headed for bucks
Fuck 'em all, make 'em feel my dread like I had a head of locks
Feel every bump like you had dead shocks
But I hopped on the fuckin' beat and I worldwide chopped
Wanna fuck with Tech N9ne, twist up the pine
And smoke a beat with Mr. Busta Rhymes, well, sure, why not?
Really don't need to show any more of my cock
But I run across the stadium in a pair of your socks
In a trench coat with the pencil and a watch
Then drop a verse before you can focus to read the clocks
Slumerican is out of control
Heat it up, beat it up then I gotta go
But I'm a dump truck, just send another load
Peter Piper dump a pile of peppers in your throat with an alien probe
chorus
I'm light years
Ahead of my peers
Want some? You can come bring it right here
(Worldwide Choppers)
Can't clown me
Don't come 'round me
Bow down, I was crowned when they found me
verse
Twista (Chicago)
Well, I gotta focus up in my rhythm or loosen the venom
And hit 'em and give 'em astigmatism and then I'ma spit 'em
Somethin' so full of vengeance that everybody'll wanna devour
The pieces of my enemies 'causin' cannibalism
Breakin' 'em off into particles like they get in a predicament
That be never reversible 'cause a nigga be too versatile
Makin' you nervous, you could never compete with the colonel
I burn you, I'm an immortal and that's the reason I murder you
Focus on my hocus pocus and make a likkle magic
After I wreck and check ya, then ya best pick a better habit
'Cause I'm an anomaly, able to give a lobotomy
To any motherfucker challengin' my astronomy
Hop and I don't stop with the violence when the flame's thrown
Now one of the most popular choppers and my name's known
Throwin' it up in the air, takin' it there
We W-W-C, if you can't keep up, should've stayed home
My alien knowledge be makin' other astronomers
Welcome to this Angeles, a discovery of paleontology
So play me and I'ma be shinin' on them haters
I'm finna be usin' it as energy, watch how radiant I'ma be
Like a helicopter when the words fly
Entire families all the way out to your girl die
If I catch you fuckin' with the most intricate lyricists
Or even try to stop us 'cause we choppers and we worldwide and I'm
chorus
I'm light years
Ahead of my peers
Want some? You can come bring it right here
(Worldwide Choppers)
Can't clown me
Don't come 'round me
Bow down, I was crowned when they found me
verse
(New York)
See how they ask when I'ma stop it, my dude
And when I'ma cock it and pop it and what I'ma drop on my dude
Inevitably is that I'ma be the most incredible dude
To ever spit on the record and put it together, my dude (Worldwide Choppers)
And then they ask, "What in the world is you provin'?
What, when you already the best and what the hell is he doin'?"
Well, I'ma be choppin' and cuttin' and breakin' and beatin' and shakin'
And fuckin' everything up until there ain't no further mistakin'
And bustin' everything up like a fuckin' angry Jamaican
And shuttin' everything up, 'specially the ones who be hatin'
They lovin' everything until I got 'em stutterin' stupid
You hear 'em now? "D-d-d-d-don't do-do-do-do it"
P-p-p-please? Wh-wh-wh-why you gotta t-try us?
W-w-w-w-we already know that you be the nicest"
And now I'ma come and kill 'em, get 'em, hit 'em, and finish 'em
And bang 'em in the head and diminish 'em and then I'll
Hit 'em again at a minimum, repeat comin' to kill 'em
Then he be gotta be drillin' 'em, thinkin' "They gotta be feelin' 'em
Spittin' lithium, see the way a nigga be spillin' 'em?
And gettin' 'em stupid to the point where there's no forgivin' 'em?
Hopin' you're listenin' and you're payin' attention
And you're witnessin' the way that I be christenin' the mic
And gettin' in the zone, I be flattenin' and packin' in
People from the front to the back and
They got me actin' a fool, I'm blackin', nigga, now I'm home
chorus
I'm light years
Ahead of my peers
Want some? You can come bring it right here
(Worldwide Choppers)
Can't clown me
Don't come 'round me
Bow down, I was crowned when they found me
verse
(Kansas)
My fire annihilate, make fighters retire instantly
I'm choppin', don't call me Michael Myers in my vicinity
The way I be killin' 'em with rhythm, it get illegitimate
The iller will finish any end of predicament
And the enemies in the vicinity, I gotta mack up
They know they can never get with me whenever they mention me
The hands of a young lyrical criminal, more deadly than chemicals
Check my resume, they say that your boy's biblical
verse
(California)
I dead 'em, I set 'em, and you can feel me
Diggin' up in your brain and bringin' the pain, and y'all fin' wanna kill me
Fillin' 'em with that fury, get up and hurry, you can feel the Remy
Comin' up with that shit, I'm havin' a fit, and you will never peel me
Offin' you when I'm on top of you, we got the drop on you
You been poppin' off, I'ma hit 'em up with a bullet to the (brain)
You can look into the eyes of a heathen, breathin', you're fiendin'
And dreamin' to find a demon named Insane, I'm a worldwide (chopper)
Writer(s): Aaron Dontez Yates, Michael Johnson, Jason Michael Varnes, Dustin Miller, Demario Epps, Michael Summers, Michael Wayne Atha, Ausamah Saeed, Bilgin Ozcalkan, Trevor Smith, Carl Terrell Mitchell
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