Kickiter

By Tech N9ne

On ASIN9NE

Released on May 21, 2021

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[Intro]

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[Chorus: Shao Dow & Tech N9ne]

Bass hit (Yeah), face kick (Ayy), all around the world they played it

'ello mate, wasted, run up on the stage, go ape shit

Kickitеr desu, ore wa kore wa sorе wa are wa kare wa

Kickiter desu, maji te nani, kick it like Jackie


[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]

My healthy body still crave Molly (Yeah!)

But I don't need no restraints and a mask and I never transported on the dolly

Prolly catch me drunk A-F on a KC trolley

Gee-golly, when they recognize me, they pass me the buds on Collie (What?)

Halloween woke up in Honolulu

Everything free because I'm a guru

True, go shop and wanna do blue

But muscle memory is tellin' me su-woo-woo

Chicken lasagna to chew

USOs tell me if it's drama, you cue crew to put the llamas through you

Colostomy bag how you gonna boo-boo (Go!)

Woke up in a room out Vegas

Gonna give Kendrick and Tyler a shout later

But too many edible goodies the mouth ate up

So we tried to really get in wit' a tao waiter

Lookin' fly-lee, beauty by T

She wanna know the answer to the question, why me?

We walkin' through the telly where we pay the high fee

Holy shit, lock B's with the homie YG (Woo!)

I'm on the radar of every A-star

In this music biz when they view this kid, they see me as a quasar

Finally goin' Kamasutra crazy, doin' it like I want a future baby

But I be careful where I shoot the gravy, holdin' the base of it like a ukulele, cheah

Some of the homies, they go polygamist

Offer the N9na to hit the wiz a bit

I had to reject it, I'm not to give her this

Respect'll cut off the horny, the nigga shit

Woke in the Caribbean and smokin' the therapy in the ocean, is there a reason to give a hit?

To folk wit' a pair of heathen with liver lips?

I broke from the terror leavin' I sizzle it

Arizona, bag is packed

Backstage passes Cactus Jack (That's right)

I'm so gung-ho, ask for tracks

'Cause I know I got the racks (Yes!)

Dipped and this the way bosses

Get the chips and stay cautious

Tip the strippers, bae tossed it

A little gift like 'em Chick-fil-A sauces

I save 'em, you no longer privy to

The way I pop up in places that Iggy do

Woke up in Australia

This city too poppin, hoppin' got me shroomin' at Sydney zoo (Sydney zoo)

[Chorus: Shao Dow & Tech N9ne]

Bass hit (Yeah), face kick (Ayy), all around the world they played it

'ello mate, wasted, run up on the stage, go ape shit

Kickiter desu, ore wa kore wa sore wa are wa kare wa

Kickiter desu, maji te nani, kick it like Jackie


[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]

My last show at Red Rocks, twelve-thousand people (Yeah!)

Seven-hundred-fifty extra (Yeah!)

Everybody there to greet you (Yeah!)

'Cause what I spit is brrr, and with the quickness, sir

Some jealous visitors, bitches were kickiter (Yeah!)

Pass out on Caribou Lou, that's because Kaliko makes 'Terra Bou Lou'

You, that drink unfair cause you spew

151, okay, that was the true voodoo

One place I dare you to view, Nova Scotia, Canada where the moo shu

Screw, five to one, share the pu pu

I was chased by a sex-crazy pair of cuckoos (Aahh!)

Daughter wanted me to meet her milf

Married woman with the cheater guilt

Never they get this leader milk

I ran away truckin' 'cause I could tell they were Peterbilt

No way I give her the God (No!)

Mosey hoes, we don't deliver the rod (No!)

Kickiter watchin' from afar with Mr. Marcus shot a porno theme of Wizard of Oz (Wow!)

Center stage rippin' hit for hit (Yeah!)

Been this paid with the sickest spit (Yeah!)

Renegades, sip this wicked shit (Yeah!)

Lemonade mixed with distillate (What?)

I make party, I'm the caca

Hit your town, I want that zaza

Never seen a chupacabra

But I saw my sold out venue in Moskva


[Outro]

I think Adina Howard wanted to— never-mind

Ahahahaha yeah that's a wrap