Tech N9ne - Worldwide Choppers Lyrics
(Turkey)(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 me, all around the planet, I run the gamut on psychologyThey could never manage, we do damage wit' no apologyPick 'em out the panic, a little manic 'cause I gotta beFrantic, I'ma jam it 'cause I'm an oddityDown for the trackin' like I'm grabbin' at my binocularsI could pop at you, papa, 'cause I'm partners wit' Waka FlockaGimme the top of hip-hop and watch him make 'em rockWith a show-stopper, chakras poppin' off the (Worldwide Choppers)If you anybody, you notice itTake as the pinnacle, now the ideal nickel solos itLittle coders to pull again, wrote it quick and they quoted itYo, when it exposed, the flow be hold it, 'cause when that motor spitA-bi-de-a, bi-de-a, never to get free of the rearBetter to get just near the mirror, ready to get near my heirsGimme the knock and I'ma chop it, he came and it went tomorrowBut I'ma lock it down and hop in the pocket like empanadasHit 'em up and get 'em up, I ain't done, I ain't did enoughTrippin' when I rip it, I be the X when I split 'em upSorta like I was liquored up and backin' up in the cupEverybody be knowin' I be actin' up when I buzzFrom Missouri to Canada, I be keepin' the staminaIf you never been a fan of the man, the planet's unanimousKilla Kaz'll ***** anybody, Tech is calamitousLeave 'em in the dust, anybody, Tech when I'm standin' upTech is hostile, he's awfulHe really be wicked when he off in the bottleYou wit' it, you dig it, you never lost the apostleHe's thinkin' he can give it the Poe and toss it PicassoKillin' everybody off is the mottoAnd I be the only chopper that's tossed in the brothelYou said it's pathetic, my head is off in the tacoI sped and you bled and you in the convo when I go[Hook]I'm light yearsAhead of my peersWant some, you can come bring it right hereCan't clown meDon't come 'round meBow down, I was crowned when they found me(K.C.)[J.L.]Check it, I'm ahead of â'em, chop it up with the veteranA legend developin', they gotta tell him it's evidentGotta notice an elephant, none of you niggas relevant'You delicate, I'm lovin' every second of this(Denmark)[U$O]De vil alle tjekke nÃ¥r vi ligger det (They will all check it when we lay it)kommer ind og smækker det beatet jeg vækker det (coming in and smashing it beatet i'm waking it)i ved hvad der kommer ud af min mund (you know whats comming out of my mouth)hanger med de vildeste gutter (hanging with the coolest guys)det minder mig om vi stikker det af (it reminds me we stapping it (set on fire))for de kalder mig alle vild worldwide chopper (cause they all call me wild worldwide chopper)(Alabama)[Yelawolf]What if I ran into you wit' a Pogo stick?Hopped up on top of you rappers like a Jehovah's Witness?Wit' a photo of Jesus and a paper pamphletAnd I threw up more tracks like I was playin' Hamlet?Syllable burnin', that internal damageSwing, batter, batter, but then I lay back on a hammockUnder an oak tree, like I was peelin' pecansBut instead, I'm peelin' rappers' heads, makin' a sam-a-wichThink I'ma turn into and put a bullet inside of aMother*****er from Westside, a 1987 boxI'm headed up, yeah, headed for bucks***** 'em all, make 'em feel my dread like I had a head of locksFeelin' rebuffed, like you had that shotBut I hopped on the *****in' beat and I worldwide choppedWanna I ***** wit' Tech N9ne, well, then fineI smoke a beat wit' Mr. Busta Rhymes, well, sure, why not?Really don't need to show any more of my *****But I run across the stadium in a pair of your socksIn a trenchcoat wit' the pencil and a watchThen drop a verse before you can focus to beat the clocksSlumerican is out of controlHeat it up, beat it up, then I gotta goBut I'm a dump truck, just send another loadPeter Piper dump a pile of peppers in your throatsWit' an alien probe[Hook]I'm light yearsAhead of my peersWant some, you can come bring it right hereCan't clown meDon't come 'round meBow down, I was crowned when they found meTwista! (Chicago)[Twista]Like I gotta focus up in my rhythmOr loosen the venom and hit 'em and give 'em astig-a-ma-tismAnd then I'ma spit 'em somethin' so full of vengeanceThat everybody'll wanna devour the pieces of my enemies 'cause of cannibalismBreakin' 'em off into particles, they get in a predicament that be never reversible 'cause a nigga be too versatileMakin' you nervous, you could never compete with the colonelI burn you, I'm an immortal, and that's the reason I murder youFocus on my hocus pocus and make a likkle magicAfter I wreck and check ya, then ya best pick a better habit'Cause I'm an anomaly, able to give a lobotomyTo any mother*****er challengin' my astronomyHoppin' out, I don't stop when the flame stoneNow one of the most popular choppers and my name's knownThrowin' it up in the air, takin' it thereWe W-W-C, if you can't keep up, shoulda stayed homeMy-my-my alien knowledge be makin' other astronomersWelcome to Los Angeles, a discovery of palentologySo play me and I'ma be shinin' on them hatersI'm finna be usin' it as energy, watch how radiant I'ma beLike a helicopter when the words flyEntire families all the way out to you girl dieIf I catch you *****in' with the most intricate lyricistsOr even try to stop us 'cause we choppers and we worldwideAnd I'm[Hook]I'm light yearsAhead of my peersWant some, you can come bring it right hereCan't clown meDon't come 'round meBow down, I was crowned when they found me(New York)[Busta Rhymes]See how they ask when I'ma stomp on my dudeAnd when I'ma ***** it and pop it, and what I'ma drop on my dudeInevitably, instead I'ma be the most incredible dudeTo ever spit on the record and put it together, my dudeAnd 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 *****in' everything up 'til there ain't no further mistakin'And bustin' everything up like a *****in' angry JamaicanAnd shuttin' everything up, 'specially the ones who be hatin'They lovin' everything until I got 'em stutterin' stupid<br>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 'emAnd bang 'em in the head and diminish 'em, and then I'llHit 'em again at a minimum, repeat comin' to kill 'emThen he be gotta be drillin' 'em, thinkin' They gotta be feelin' imma beSpittin' lithium, see the way a nigga be spillin' 'em?And gettin' 'em stupid to the point where there's no forgivin' 'im?Hopin' you're listenin' and you're payin' attentionAnd you're witnessin' the way that I be crushin' on the micAnd gettin' in the zone, I be flattenin' and packin' inPeople from the front to the back andThey got me actin' a fool, I'm blackin', niggaNow I'm home![Hook]I'm light yearsAhead of my peersWant some, you can come bring it right hereCan't clown meDon't come 'round meBow down, I was crowned when they found me(Kansas City)[D-Loc]..make (something) retire instantlyI'm choppin', don't call me Michael Myers in my vicinityThe way I be killin' 'em with rhythm, it get illegitimateThe Yela will finish and end any predicamentAnd the enemies in the vicinity, I gotta mack upThey know they can never get wit' me whenever they mention meThe hands of a lyrical criminal, more deadly than chemicalsCheck my resume, they say that your boy's biblical(California)[Twisted Insane]..I dead 'em, I set 'em, and you can feel meDiggin' up in your brain and bringin' the pain, and y'all fin' wanna kill meFillin' 'em with that fury, get up and hurry, you can feel the RemyComin' in wit' that shit, I'm havin' a fit, and you will never peel meI feel you when I'm on top of you, look at the WYou been poppin' off, I'ma hit 'em up wit' a bullet to the (Brain!)You can look into the eyes of a heathen, breathin', you're fiendin'And dreamin' to find a demon, I'm insane, I'm a worldwide (Chopper)
