Planet Rock 2K (Original Version)

By Tech N9ne

On The Worst

Released on September 12, 2000

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[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]

You want me to jam I'm finna enter

Brain waves came from insane days

Make ya sick like bad mayonnaise

(Tech N9ne!) Got the remedy rhyme infinity

Criminally finna be some shit

I crack you open like the youngest male Kennedy

Got the whole planet rockin' off the low blows dammit

I show flows and poke hoes that's 'posed to be yo's

Seein' my haters in a dark alley tormented by mind

Dodgin' the (Tech, Tech, Tech, Tech - N9ne, N9ne, N9ne, N9ne)

Now here's the message

Liberate me, Chocolate

Take 'em and rock now play

Do the fuck what I say

Throw ya souls in the air like this

Flash ya bar codes while I stick 'em

With another hit up out of the abyss

The Tech N9ne Nina out to find vaginas

Just the playa clubbin' it, rubbin' it

Lovin' that crema streama, might seem a little extreme

My thing when I flips I gots to make sho' that it's hot

And make the whole planet rock like this


[Bridge]

Here's my chance to blast away (Tech Tech N9ne N9ne *echoed*)

Haters causing friction

[Chorus: Tech N9ne, Sonya & Don Juan]

Party people, party people

Can y'all get funky?

(Who keep it sizzlin'?) Don Juan

(Who keep it sizzlin'?) Tech N9ne!

Party people, party people

Can y'all get funky?

(Who keep it sizzlin'?) Don Juan

(Who keep it sizzlin'?) Tech N9ne!


[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]

Call it what you want it, ghetto futuristic come get up on it

There's a bianc up in my sector, can I bone it?

'Cause all we want to do is get drunk, get blowed

Spin shit, spark blunts, and fuck hoes

We quick to beat a buster down bad

Midwestside put me in the Soundlab

Now I'm tenalp kcor

I flipped it backwards for you flow snatchers

Blast y'all in the ass, Nina playin' fast ball

Crash all glass jaws

Mad y'all cause last call I was in the back of the club

Bangin' the hell outta this bad broad

On my planet we take no haters for granted

They Kris Kross (10 seconds 'til lift off)

Be soaked in pistol grip sauce, ripped off

The technique's complete heat

Retreat 6 feet under 6 feet

Unique speaks, freaks tweek

Never let the BCs can it, while the trooper Tecca Nina rock the planet, nigga

[Chorus: Tech N9ne, Sonya & Don Juan]

Party people, party people

Can y'all get funky?

(Who keep it sizzlin'?) Don Juan

(Who keep it sizzlin'?) Tech N9ne!

Party people, party people

Can y'all get funky?

(Who keep it sizzlin'?) Don Juan

(Who keep it sizzlin'?) Tech N9ne!


[Interlude: Don Juan]

I'm about the strippers in the back makin' ass hop

A Mitchell Bade tryna grip 'em like a pad lock

The Don Juan really never let the cash stop

The Tecca Nina make the planet rock

It don't stop


[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]

I got that type of flow to make 'em make Scream 3

Six rappers being hunted by a killa MC

I never killed a bianca with a 36D

A party with the bitches on my planet lookin' crispy

Swiftly makin' rappers do 360's (Never knew three 6's)

Other niggas tryna diss me be (Under these prefixes)

Non ill mal-functional (N9ne!) Rambunctional

Never let up on a heated mic 'til I'm comfortable, Rogue style

57th-56th Street Gang, grips we gain

Anybody wanna trips we bang

Hit us with a what? (Lyrical head splitter)

(Makin' hella hoes get a nut)

(Make 'em put the rolls in they butt)

(Let a ho be a slut)

(Negaro never give a fuck)

"Why the attitude? Nina ross you got the sauce"

Nigga, I'm mad cuz the Chiefs lost, I'm pieced off

In Kansas City, I'm straight from the abyss, Tech N9ne!

I got the whole planet rockin' with me

Whole planet rockin' like this


[Bridge]

Here's my chance to blast away (Tech Tech N9ne N9ne *echoed*)

Haters causing friction

[Chorus: Tech N9ne, Sonya & Don Juan]

Party people, party people

Can y'all get funky?

(Who keep it sizzlin'?) Don Juan

(Who keep it sizzlin'?) Tech N9ne!

Party people, party people

Can y'all get funky?

(Who keep it sizzlin'?) Don Juan

(Who keep it sizzlin'?) Tech N9ne!


[Break: Don Juan]

Don Juan makes the planet rock, uh

Tech N9ne makes the planet rock, uh

QDIII makes the planet rock, uh

Triple Life makes the planet rock, uh

Rogue Dog makes the planet rock, uh

Costa Nostra makes the planet rock, uh

NnuttHowze makes the planet rock, uh

MidWestSide makes the planet rock

[Chorus: Tech N9ne, Sonya & Don Juan]

Party people, party people

Can y'all get funky?

(Who keep it sizzlin'?) Don Juan

(Who keep it sizzlin'?) Tech N9ne!

Party people, party people

Can y'all get funky?

(Who keep it sizzlin'?) Don Juan

(Who keep it sizzlin'?) Tech N9ne!