Artist: Tech N9ne Album: All 6's And 7's (2011) Title: Worldwide Choppers
Lyrics Worldwide Choppers(Turkey)
[Ceza - Translation in brackets] Sen kalk, bir minik mikrofonunu getir (Get up, get your microphone) Bak jak burada mikrofonuna tak (Look, here is the jack, connect you mic) Kağıt kalem bir de ilham alınacak (And here is the paper and the pen, we're gonna get inspired) Tam gaz choppers, havada düÅŸman avına çıkalım (No stop choppers are in the air, let's hunt enemies) Akalım, haydi bu battle'ı kazanalım (Let's go, let's win this battle)
(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 sickology They can never manage, we do damage with no apology Pick 'em off they 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 nakas I can pop at you proper, 'cause I'm partners wit' Waka Flocka Gimme the top of hip-hop and watch 'im make 'em rock With a show-stopper, chakras poppin' off the (Worldwide Choppers) If you anybody, you notice it Tech is the pinnacle, not a identical soul is it Loaded cold as the polar get wrote it quick and they quoted it Yo it exploded the flow behold it cause when the motor spit. Abadea abadea never ta get free of the real Better ya just kneel to me or ready to get near my heals Gimme the knock and I'ma chop, but he came and he 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 Trip it when I rip it, I be the ish when I spit 'em up Sorta like I was liquored up and backin' up in the gut Everybody be knowin' I be actin' up when I bust From Missouri to Canada, I be keepin' the stamina If you never been a fan of the man, the brand is unanimous Can I cuss? F*ck 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 a bottle You wit' it, you dig it, you never lost thee apostle He sick and he give it the Poe and toss in Picasso Killin' everybody off is the motto And I be the only chopper that's tossed in a brothel You said it's pathetic, my head is off in a taco I sped and you bled and you in a coffin when I go
[Hook] I'm light years Ahead of my peers Want some, you can come bring it right here Can't clown me Don't come 'round me Bow down, I was crowned when they found me
(K.C.)
[J.L.] Check it, I'm ahead of 'em, chop it up with the veteran A legend developin', they gotta tell him it's evident Gotta notice an elephant, none of you n*ggas relevant' You delicate, I'm lovin' every second of this
(Denmark)
[Uso - Translation in brackets] De vil alle tjekke når vi lægger det (They will all check it when we lay it) Kommer ind og smækker det beatet jeg vækker det (Coming in and smashing it, the beat, I'm waking it) I ved hvad der kommer ud af min mund (You know what's coming out of my mouth) Hænger med de vildeste gutter (Hanging with the coolest guys) Det minder mig om vi stikker det af (It reminds me that we're torching it) For de kalder mig alle vild worldwide chopper (Cause they all call me wild worldwide chopper)
(Alabama)
[Yelawolf] 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 a rejection 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 Motherf*cker from inside a 1987 box I'm headed up, yeah, headed for bucks F*ck '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 f*ckin' beat and I worldwide chopped Wanna f*ck with Tech N9ne, roll 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 trenchcoat 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 throats With an alien probe
[Hook] I'm light years Ahead of my peers Want some, you can come bring it right here Can't clown me Don't come 'round me Bow down, I was crowned when they found me
Twista! (Chicago)
[Twista] Like I gotta focus up in my rhythm Or loosen the venom and hit 'em and give 'em astig-a-ma-tism And then I'ma spit 'em somethin' so full of vengeance That everybody'll wanna devour the pieces of my enemies 'cause of cannibalism Breakin' 'em off into particles, they get in a predicament That be never reversible 'cause a n*gga 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 motherf*cker challengin' my astronomy Hoppin' out, I don't stop when the flame stone 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, shoulda stayed home My-my-my alien knowledge be makin' other astronomers Welcome to Los 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 you girl die If I catch you f*ckin' with the most intricate lyricists Or even try to stop us 'cause we choppers and we worldwide And I'm
[Hook] I'm light years Ahead of my peers Want some, you can come bring it right here Can't clown me Don't come 'round me Bow down, I was crowned when they found me
(New York)
[Busta Rhymes] See now they ask when I'ma stomp on my dude And when I'ma cock it and pop it, and what I'ma drop on my dude Inevitably, its that I'ma be the most incredible dude To ever spit on the record and put it together, my dude 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 f*ckin' everything up 'til there ain't no further mistakin' And bustin' everything up like a f*ckin' 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 it comin' to killin' 'em Then he be gotta be drillin' 'em, thinkin' "They gotta be feelin' 'im!" Spittin' lithium, see the way a n*gga be spillin' 'em? And gettin' 'em stupid to the point where there's no forgivin' 'im? 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 black and n*gga Now I'm home!
[Hook] I'm light years Ahead of my peers Want some, you can come bring it right here Can't clown me Don't come 'round me Bow down, I was crowned when they found me
(Kansas City)
[D-Loc] Like fire annihilate me father 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 killa will finish and end any predicament And the enemies in the vicinity, I gotta mack up They know they can never get wit' me whenever they mention me The hands of a lyrical criminal, more deadly than chemicals Check my resume, they say that your boy's biblical
(California)
[Twisted Insane] I hit em with venom when I get up in em I bend em and send em and you can feel me Diggin' up in your brain and bringin' the pain, they often wanna kill me Fillin' 'em with that fury, get up and hurry, you can feel the real me Comin' in wit' that shit, I'm havin' a fit, and you will never peel me Off of you when I'm on top of you, I got the drop on you And poppin' often 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, name insane, I'm a worldwide (Chopper)Z |