[Intro: Tech And the road gets, with flow spits we represent that Kansas City Mo shit Double Doses, Tech But ran into a duo that's Some of the two, kill you no rescue They say that you gotta spit hot 16's before you step And they say everybody, nigga Tech do Now we explain our journey to the Ces Cru [Verse One: N9ne] I'm on a pilgrimage to the rhyme Mecca, because I'm And this mind left ya, at the bottom because N9ne's betta And if swines ever the quest to try and test the Cleverness they in a mess bind and yes I sever em and define pressure spit it for Big roars and not a whore Hit I got acidic *In this war your not a pause??* Wanna pla-ay da-ay for the way I spra-ay sa-ay You pa-ay that's ya-ay and ay-ay tuna, GRR Dont be like it if your under me rumors Will begin you from hungry pumas wising prayin when your gonna be sooner When I'm dead 'em I get up in the head of the that said it I'm pickin the lead up then I wet em look like a predator, I'mma get em n let em Skip the peace it ain't no humble we stricken, rednecks sayin who them coones rippin em up Take em off to my in my van a lotta room Get in and in When I catch my tryin ta wake up your style But you up like, uh oh make up for it now It's to be such a motherfucking rarity that we tear many squares if he dares to be a parody Of this clarity we bare that we share we need therapy Prepare to see nare any spared carelessy beverly there it's [Verse 2 Kaliko] Who are these dudes we never let any of fools cheat on the rules Kristopher egotistical narcistic If say no then we tellem to get up n move we makin some rules I heard of these guys, murderous it comes to scripture Ubiquitous, and Godemis, they to us We to them, so we meet right in the middle Too fat to fry it up and its unfair, we got there hands in the air And you can't even get a No one cares that your so rare But no body could know But it's easy for physical favors Why yall just spend all paper Breezes over the table Tattoos embezzle my Drivin n traffic n them choppers Africanized We Look whats to your wives your at 9 to 5's You as well stop rappin Cuz its not happenen if I stop Cuz its to hurt to impress just play and The four of course with force to the coarsewin Your taller when yall gettin the short end x2] [Verse 3 (Ces Cru)] It's to me Nothing is it appears to be off anything and everything Comin to enter somethin that's to me If you feelin the fear flee Fi fo fee fo the fuck go I'm retarded a clover I guess you can call it luck I'm rappin Out of habit im gettin adam But I rather Hit a madam with a and split her atoms fathom the famon that will deminish the anger Got a it at the table, we eatin spinnach with strangers Carabou lou Spillin the sickest shit by tellm bout who the lou I'm one of two in the crew, with in my pocket an one in my shoe Surrounded by haters so am I do I gotta devise a gameplan Get a ticket to kickit with n nina So I I'm headed to STRANGELAND! And my man, woulda told me to merkem the sin indeed I'mma catch a couple more, I'm formin a human centipede "Pause" I'm aware to it, look it they god at this Who the fuck is fuckin Tech, Kali, x2] [Verse 4 (Ces Cru)] It's unfair to be, doin mother charity You can pay a fuckin for me You really there? nothin there for me Move I swear to be, light as a High as a In my I spoke like jeremy my fire, my smoke, my kerosene We we want no drama We we want no trouble We we can it peacefull If yall can keep it humble I, I really don't what he come fo But his is the same as a gun yo Strangeland is a that I seen in a dream Since I was around in my undbro And you heard it direct from my piece Tech me out, and found me Turn out we the strangers Lary appleton and [?] I was out When techs came in , when sayin what is about to be Before you fuck me, on the go kno that everyone around out fo me Now we got that in the air I can feel the change in the A crew been in limbo Apprently all this rappin has us here And after years they hearin we lost the dream Not I won't let this rap bury me I'mma let bat wings carry me