try this one on for size dont you realize that that diss was a farce?
Accapella intro:
1983: Jonathon Stevenson was born
1995: Jonathon first heard Bone Thugs N' Harmony's E. 99 Eternal and wrote his first flow
1999: Jonathon first met Sllick G
2001: Jonathon adopts the name O.Z.
2002: O.Z. is estranged from Slick G
2004: O.Z. turned in his first demo to Tech N9ne and heard no response...so now
(hook)
Ima hatax 8
Tech N9ne may be a playa
But Ozizzy's now a hata
blood sweat and tears i have shed/punk mutha f*ckin b*tch now fears/ of once dears financial queered/ gave a mary dear letter and dipped its all clear/ last place scandalous fool now head of the race but guess what got debased/ Tttech Tech Nnn9ne N9ne thought he would shine/ lost the tite ryhme time why a mitch bade twofaced case/ lately i think too much of us is blind/ connect Tech to Bush/ and all it took was a foolish diss by not listenin to my sh*t/ so now gotta Must Bust Down/ on this wannabe Psycho clown/ give a little push/
resolve will topple hope he breaks down ballin in shame Denying my clique/ owe me 50$ mutha f*cka that recorder was not cheap/ but peep moths in pocketbook no chance to creep/best effort i could give no reap now its you're turn for grief/ cuz if still hardened heart i will fully estrange and sieve you beneath/when fellish foolish mortals get green and gold glint prophecy mind rent/ Absolute Power corrupts absolutely and now Aaron be in mental splints/ so now you sitting there wild ass hair you know where wondering why not let me fly but lost the rent/ like Krayzie Bone which way did I go? oh no dont know dumb hoe I'll tell you where i went/ over your head by fathoms pressure crushed your fell*checker/ and now your version of this game B*tch outlives usefulness im gonna break her/ and not just rape her images of hiphop strung up while lifeless eyes watch/ and she beggin me to stop but when its all over you taken away by the cops/ there wanted a small taste of my poe mode fo sho "psycho"/ but you blow f*ck you and industry hoes nuthin but fiendin fo pole/ which is the money and fame you dolt turned into what you hated most yoself/ even though you have a decade on me i will say it you nothin but a mind young tone whelp/
(hook x2)
a Tech N9ne aint sh*t its the MP-5 thats ready to unzip rip/ checkin the clip filled with the words that i spit (clip sound) its a fateful click/ blanks but they still sting making me The King laugh too good a doom my P.O.V. you are sick/ but i will show you the TRUE definition of a mental flip twist/ stealin my dream dreams will end in singin demons fiending for thee/
there wishin for Gypsy's parent abated by more fellness me grievin for humanity/ one of the major differences between you and me/ you bring the stephen King's misery while i rule with love you see/ now its all over i came to usurp and work/ towards less hurt and no longer need of dug dirt/ but you wanted to flirt so in the end lose all but the shirt/ you definately went left when comfronted by my fork/ maybe i am to intelligent for understandin but stupidity runs rampant/ useful metaphor is plant suck up all titeness like a cactus/ I'm comin to rain my pained brain frame ran plans for grands you cant get a grant/ so then ego splits open and birds feed off your pus outta luck man/ just like the Church will be lakin creatin conception of you bakin/ for my sake fakin and i sit here waitin for a call to end my fatin/ blatant fell hate wells ring bells cross dells to bring the great in/ and all you could do is listen to that small voice in your head what? sin of Satan/ PRIDE
(hook x2)
ill neva be a playa in your sense of the word drippy dickies cuz havin more than one chick is absurd/ im a hata cuz the plots rock but cock knocker drops now he will flop/ and he ought stop but thick block fought to nought thought/ then got caught now that i realize whats in your eyes trot a lot/for when i got pot flippin scripts against ones whom i sought then left me to rot/i need the money not just for the love but dove girl and bills/ and as tite as my shit is expecting my lyrics to be comin outta all of they grills/i was thinkin this guy was real but steal and dont feel i've had my fill/ so once im on top and he the gutta setta no tears willame spill/ fed up with foolish mortals wish theyd all be killed/ blue steel makin blood spill when its in theyre mind/ time for kine or poe fill rind but im pissed and dry still/gotta finish expression of fell session impression of N9ne/ pity is dedicated to this ersatz cat now that im up to bat/ lettin penultimate satyr chat and clack pap back/ ends hope of rearange or change no matter how many are rats/ if wantin me to be gettin of splattin a red hat F*CK THAT it dont blong in my rap/
Ima stonax8
oooo ima stona
ozizzy is just a stona
Accapella intro:
1983: Jonathon Stevenson was born
1995: Jonathon first heard Bone Thugs N' Harmony's E. 99 Eternal and wrote his first flow
1999: Jonathon first met Sllick G
2001: Jonathon adopts the name O.Z.
2002: O.Z. is estranged from Slick G
2004: O.Z. turned in his first demo to Tech N9ne and heard no response...so now
(hook)
Ima hatax 8
Tech N9ne may be a playa
But Ozizzy's now a hata
blood sweat and tears i have shed/punk mutha f*ckin b*tch now fears/ of once dears financial queered/ gave a mary dear letter and dipped its all clear/ last place scandalous fool now head of the race but guess what got debased/ Tttech Tech Nnn9ne N9ne thought he would shine/ lost the tite ryhme time why a mitch bade twofaced case/ lately i think too much of us is blind/ connect Tech to Bush/ and all it took was a foolish diss by not listenin to my sh*t/ so now gotta Must Bust Down/ on this wannabe Psycho clown/ give a little push/
resolve will topple hope he breaks down ballin in shame Denying my clique/ owe me 50$ mutha f*cka that recorder was not cheap/ but peep moths in pocketbook no chance to creep/best effort i could give no reap now its you're turn for grief/ cuz if still hardened heart i will fully estrange and sieve you beneath/when fellish foolish mortals get green and gold glint prophecy mind rent/ Absolute Power corrupts absolutely and now Aaron be in mental splints/ so now you sitting there wild ass hair you know where wondering why not let me fly but lost the rent/ like Krayzie Bone which way did I go? oh no dont know dumb hoe I'll tell you where i went/ over your head by fathoms pressure crushed your fell*checker/ and now your version of this game B*tch outlives usefulness im gonna break her/ and not just rape her images of hiphop strung up while lifeless eyes watch/ and she beggin me to stop but when its all over you taken away by the cops/ there wanted a small taste of my poe mode fo sho "psycho"/ but you blow f*ck you and industry hoes nuthin but fiendin fo pole/ which is the money and fame you dolt turned into what you hated most yoself/ even though you have a decade on me i will say it you nothin but a mind young tone whelp/
(hook x2)
a Tech N9ne aint sh*t its the MP-5 thats ready to unzip rip/ checkin the clip filled with the words that i spit (clip sound) its a fateful click/ blanks but they still sting making me The King laugh too good a doom my P.O.V. you are sick/ but i will show you the TRUE definition of a mental flip twist/ stealin my dream dreams will end in singin demons fiending for thee/
there wishin for Gypsy's parent abated by more fellness me grievin for humanity/ one of the major differences between you and me/ you bring the stephen King's misery while i rule with love you see/ now its all over i came to usurp and work/ towards less hurt and no longer need of dug dirt/ but you wanted to flirt so in the end lose all but the shirt/ you definately went left when comfronted by my fork/ maybe i am to intelligent for understandin but stupidity runs rampant/ useful metaphor is plant suck up all titeness like a cactus/ I'm comin to rain my pained brain frame ran plans for grands you cant get a grant/ so then ego splits open and birds feed off your pus outta luck man/ just like the Church will be lakin creatin conception of you bakin/ for my sake fakin and i sit here waitin for a call to end my fatin/ blatant fell hate wells ring bells cross dells to bring the great in/ and all you could do is listen to that small voice in your head what? sin of Satan/ PRIDE
(hook x2)
ill neva be a playa in your sense of the word drippy dickies cuz havin more than one chick is absurd/ im a hata cuz the plots rock but cock knocker drops now he will flop/ and he ought stop but thick block fought to nought thought/ then got caught now that i realize whats in your eyes trot a lot/for when i got pot flippin scripts against ones whom i sought then left me to rot/i need the money not just for the love but dove girl and bills/ and as tite as my shit is expecting my lyrics to be comin outta all of they grills/i was thinkin this guy was real but steal and dont feel i've had my fill/ so once im on top and he the gutta setta no tears willame spill/ fed up with foolish mortals wish theyd all be killed/ blue steel makin blood spill when its in theyre mind/ time for kine or poe fill rind but im pissed and dry still/gotta finish expression of fell session impression of N9ne/ pity is dedicated to this ersatz cat now that im up to bat/ lettin penultimate satyr chat and clack pap back/ ends hope of rearange or change no matter how many are rats/ if wantin me to be gettin of splattin a red hat F*CK THAT it dont blong in my rap/
Ima stonax8
oooo ima stona
ozizzy is just a stona
