Speedom (WWC2) - Tech N9ne, Eminem, Krizz Kaliko

I get to bustin' like I’m a thirty ought six

When I’m rippin' the beat up, but then I heard he got pissed

When I got at the top and they made him purty hot (Uh)

'Cause he knowin' that Tecca Nina’s a dirty chopper (Uh)

He’s handle, holmes, here’s a handful

How in the hell he hoverin' havin' hella go ham though?

I said to Seven, «Richie Havens’ll be the man»

So we put it together thinkin' Eminem was a gamble (uh)

Guess not, 'cause he be the guest spot

Kaliko said, «What we doin'?»

— I said to him, «Let's chop!»

So now the people finally get three of the best locked (Uh)

Never be another chopper’s comin' so let’s rock, nigga!

(Uh)

You’re on, people got to wonderin' if it’s a for sure song

Yes, I got another killer makin' a tour strong

If you thinkin' of battlin'—uh, you’re gone!

Nobody can catch him, he the Speedy Gonzales

The beat is a problem

And if you got your feet in your mouth

You gon' have to beat it up out of him

It’s a lot of 'em, and I mean a lot of 'em

And me and Nina used to follow them

I’ve got to audibly body them

This is it, man, the hitman, the Ip Man, karate 'em

And if fans will lift hands, we’ll get dancin' out of 'em

And in Kansas advanced to withstand a pile of 'em

Who stands with two hands up movin' the crowd of 'em

If I ain’t makin' sense

Then you better sample the amp of it like the bass

It ain’t ever been a gift for me to heat 'em

I beat 'em, I burn 'em (Then I let 'em melt)

They never heard of us, but look at 'em turnin' up (Uh)

I slap the shirt off a super simpleton, make 'em be impotent

If and when I be flippin', niggas be feminine (Okay)

I said the purpose to pimp a pen

And reverse the conditions I’m livin' in

And do bigger numbers than Eminem

Gotta be fast, or I’ll smash on a nigga

With half the cash I’m a little sicker, quicker than you figure

(Ice cold) I make 'em shiver bigger than the winter

If you half-ass deliverin' I’ma eat your dinner (Yum)

Better than mine, oh no, not me, I mean other guys (Okay)

I jump around, so do that mean that I’m rubberized?

(Okay)

Me and N9ne master, meaning we murderize

We’ll bleed 'em, beat 'em 'til they be gone, feed 'em!

Speedom!

(If you wanna go with us)

Speedom!

(I'ma leave 'em in the dust)

Speedom!

(I must be the one to bust)

Speedom!

(And I’m gonna hit the clutch)

Speedom!

(If you wanna go with us)

Speedom!

(I'ma leave 'em in the dust)

Speedom!

(I must be the one to bust)

Speedom!

(And I’m gonna hit the clutch)

Sometimes (Go) I feel (Go)

Like I’ll never slow down

(Worldwide Choppers)

Sometimes (Go) I feel (Go)

Like I’ll never slow down

(Worldwide Choppers)

Wait!

Before I wreck this beat, let me just check to see

If Stephanie Mills left any extra refills

Of ecstasy pills next to me, in the seats spilled

Or she eat 'em all with a breakfast drink (You inspect the sink?)

I’m in the habit of grabbin' a mic and babblin', I dabble in Vics

But I might just swallow my fuckin' Ritalin tablet after tonight

I’m grabbin' it right from the medicine cabinet

'Cause that’s what it’s like, and attackin' it like a Dracula bite

Jetpack in a backpack when I write

All this anger pent-up inside

I went up inside a Bennigans diner with a cigarette lighter

Figured I’d try to set a big enough fire

That’ll trigger the sprinkler system

And I’d escape, but the getaway driver

Screwed up my limo, collided with the center divider

I went through the window

And ended up being pinned to the side

Of a semi fender beside a friend of the guy’s wife Brenda

The flight attendant from Idaho

That took an antenna in the vagina hole

'Cause when I pick up a pen I’m venomous

And I’m as slick as Dennis the Menace

Like an evil dental hygienist, sinister

You’ve been yellin' dementedness

I invented this, I’m the genesis

Eminem is a nemesis to a feminist

Fuckin' smart alec degenerate, I got Ellen DeGeneres

Tryna tell me these men are just full of jealousy, envious

Of female independence, hell with a clitoris, hit or miss

You will never consider this a bitter disappointment

I’ll never fail to deliver this

Whatever the weather in this’ll be

Just like a certificate of authenticity that I’m thinkin' about

Just tryna think of the quickest and sickest way

To make 'em picket, I pick a day to be a prick

Then I’m pickin' the wickedest shit to say

Spit it back on a level, incredible

Head full of Red Bull, unforgettable

Better believe these beats are edible

I consider loose leaf a vegetable

And I stalk my prey

You think you got away?

Uh-uh, not today

Murder you on a song and then I’ll just say

I was with Dr. Dre and Robert Blake, eatin' lobster, steak

And coffee cake at a restaurant with Drake

And Tech just gotta make sure that our stories corroborate

I’m a lot to take, like Kanye walkin' up on the stage

For Beyoncé, like it’s my job to say

That you’re not a real artist, but it’s my obligation

Honest Abe is on his way, you will not escape

Ammunition replenished, the Punisher

With his gun insured, hundred words

In a clip, other words motherfuckers better run

If you’re not lookin' to get run over by the roadrunner

No wonder no one don’t wanna go

And jump in front of a fuckin' runaway locomotive

Or get thrown up under it just tryna fuck with the—

Speedom!

(If you wanna go with us)

Speedom!

(I'ma leave 'em in the dust)

Speedom!

(I must be the one to bust)

Speedom!

(And I’m gonna hit the clutch)

Speedom!

(If you wanna go with us)

Speedom!

(I'ma leave 'em in the dust)

Speedom!

(I must be the one to bust)

Speedom!

(And I’m gonna hit the clutch)

Sometimes (Go) I feel (Go)

Like I’ll never slow down

(Worldwide Choppers)

Sometimes (Go) I feel (Go)

Like I’ll never slow down

(Worldwide Choppers)

I’m the fury, the final fight

I flip it on fraudulent fellas for feelin' fright

I flick it on fire, finish him when the flow in flight

Feminine fakers fall, I’m floggin' a foe with a fife

Never forget it, I severed the head of a critic

I sped up and did it, you trippin' to be a dead epidemic

Or wet up a clinic, and make a bloody redder percentage

Of an addict who’s havin' to get the lead of a cynic

I was never the Devil, I put up a fight up in the industry

Peddle the metal, we givin' the light, a lot of energy

We reppin', beat checkin' he that be Koba

If he’s the evil enemy it’ll be over

Running you down, in front of your town

You ever makin' fun of the clown, I’m gunnin' you down

We doin' it under the ground, a wonderful sound

If anybody come at the hound, no one’ll be found, bitch!

Would never be choppin' without Slick Rick

I got it from the record «Lick the Balls» and this dick

If you never listen to me, you musical misfit

Nah, 'cause every time I be droppin' I get bit

I’m hearin' a lot of rappers, they tryin' to spit quick

But the Middle West got 'em and we kill 'em in this bitch

If you ain’t in my circle of choppers you missed it

'Cause me and my nigga Twista rule it—and this it

Speedom!

(If you wanna go with us)

Speedom!

(I'ma leave 'em in the dust)

Speedom!

(I must be the one to bust)

Speedom!

(And I’m gonna hit the clutch)

Speedom!

(If you wanna go with us)

Speedom!

(I'ma leave 'em in the dust)

Speedom!

(I must be the one to bust)

Speedom!

(And I’m gonna hit the clutch)

Sometimes (Go) I feel (Go)

Like I’ll never slow down

(Worldwide Choppers)

Sometimes (Go) I feel (Go)

Like I’ll never slow down

(Worldwide Choppers)