Released on February 7, 2020

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[Intro: Tech N9ne]

*Tech N9ne Laughing*

Tech N9ne

Strange Music 2020


[Chorus: Tech N9ne]

Once I had to lose all abuse I use

Lower, then lower, then what do you know

Then my sane hit sick, who knew


[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]

When I'm thinkin' 'bout a lotta pain

Back when I was little one nigga wit' shit to gain

Nobody came for me when I was in the lane

Of going insane, but that was a part of the game

What I retain up in the brain, I was headed for change

I became the name, bang, with a claim

When I was never gonna be the one in the flame

But I gotta remain, full of heart, a part of a gang

Mother always said to me you better reduce it

Or end up in the slammer and forever reclusive

The evil inside of me, I can never refuse it

Never knew there was a way for me to sever abuses

The devil is calling, love level is falling

Pedal never stalling, heavy metal, was all in for brawl and

I had the gall to wanna stop it all

But saw ballin', drawl when

Rhythm I give 'em to bring y'all and

Lyrically take you through hell

Heaven the six at the seven you smell

All in my tails, they told me I was to fail

But I'm one of the legends who sell

I took my anguish and put it to language

I spit it up and hang with those equally dangerous

I threw a Strange fit

Tech N9na came with

Some deep insane shit

My sane hit sick, I came with hits

A lot of pain, di'n't quit, the famous shit

Got me a strange business, my name switched quick

You got the game twisted if your lane dismiss

What I do is thinkin' on the pain that sits

Then I put it to the paper, never tame, it's lit

When I hop off the top now

My sane hits sick, then I flame this bitch


[Pre-Chorus: Tech N9ne]

We don't play no games, we bust shots

And all you who defame, we trust not


[Chorus: Tech N9ne]

Once I had to lose all abuse I use

Lower, then lower, then what do you know

Then my sane hit sick, who knew

[Build]

Cha–

Rhythm I give 'em, the brain


[Pre-Drop]

Cha–

Then I flame this bitch


[Drop]

Cha–

Cha–

[Build]


[Pre-Drop]

Then I flame this bitch


[Drop]

Cha–

Cha–

[Post-Drop]

Rhythm I give 'em

The rhythm, rhythm I give 'em

The rhythm, rhythm I give 'em

The rhythm, rhythm I give 'em, the brain

Rhythm I give 'em

The rhythm, rhythm I give 'em

The rhythm, rhythm I give 'em

The rhythm

Rhythm I give 'em

The rhythm, rhythm I give 'em

The rhythm, rhythm I give 'em

The rhythm, rhythm I give 'em, the brain

Rhythm I give 'em

The rhythm, rhythm I give 'em

The rhythm, rhythm I give 'em

The rhythm


[Outro]

Then my sane hit sick, who knew