Unfair lyrics

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]

I'm on a pilgrimage to the rhyme Mecca, because I'm Tecca

And this mind left ya, down at the bottom because N9ne's better

And if swines ever find the quest to try and test the cleverness

They in a mess bind and yes I sever decay 'em and define pressure

I'mma spit it for big roars and not a critic whore!

Hit ignore, I got acidic core! In this war you're nada when it pours!

Wanna pla-ay every da-ay, sta-ay for the wa-ay that I spra-ay

Sa-ay, you gotta pa-ay, that's ya-ay and ay-ay

Bumblebee tuna, (*Growl*)

Don't be smelling like it if your under me, rumors

Will begin about you from hung-r-y pumas!

Hoping, wishing, prayin' when you're gonna be sooner

When I'm dead I'mma get up in the head of the nigga that said it

I'm pickin' the lead up, then I wet 'em, look like a predator

I'mma get 'em and let 'em pass, skip the peace it ain't no humble we luna

Moon stricken, rednecks sayin' who them coones rippin'

(Boom!) Pick 'em up

Take 'em off to my land in my van a lot of room, gettin' it in

When I catch my flow tryin' to wake up your style

But you fucked up like, "Uh-oh, I'mma make up for it now"

[Hook: Tech N9ne] (2X)

It's unfair to be such a motherfucking rarity

Beware that we tear many squares if he dares to be a parody

Of this clarity, we bare that we share, swear we need therapy

Prepare to see nare any spared caring is bare-ly there it's unfair

[Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko]

Who are these dudes? We never let in any fools, you know the rules

Kristopher, egotistical, narcissistic with ya!

If they say no then we tell 'em to get up and move we makin' some room!

I heard of these guys, murderous when it comes to scripture

Ubiquitous and Godemis, they Gods to us, we Gods to them

So we meet right in the middle, chew the fat and fry it up a little

And it's unfair, we got their hands in the air

And you can’t even get a show

No one cares that your freestyle so rare

But don't nobody can't nobody know

And it's easy for them physical favors

Why y'all just spend all your paper

Breezes bend over the table, tattoo symbols of my label

Driving and trafficking rhymes, tongues sharp as African knives

We what's happening to your wives while you're at nine to fives

You might as well stop rappin' cause it's not happenin' if I stop laughin'

Cause it's too hard to impress just blatant disregard

The Four Horsemen of course we forced to be coarse when

You talkin' taller when y'all getting the short end!

[Hook] (2X)

[Verse 3: Godemis]

It's unfair to me, nothing is what it appears to be

Killin' off any and everything

Comin' and threatening somethin' that's dear to me

If'n you feelin' the fear then flee

Fi fo fee fum, what a fuck up!

I'm retarded with a clover, I guess you can call it dumb luck

When I'm rappin', out of habit I'm adamant gettin' adam

But I would rather, hit a madam with a Magnum and split her atoms

Tryna fathom the famine that will diminish the anger

Got a place set at the table, we eating spinach with Strangers

Sippin' Caribou Lou

Spilling the sickest shit ever I tell 'em but who woulda knew it?

I’m one of two in the crew, with a knife in my pocket and one in my shoe

Surrounded by haters so what I'mma do?

Thinkin' I gotta devise a game plan

Get a ticket to kick it with Krizz and Nina

So I guessin' I’m headed to Strangeland!

And my main man, woulda told me to murk 'em

Doin' the sin indeed, I'mma catch a couple more

Then I’m formin' a human centipede

Pause, I'm aware that they hatin', look it, they gotta diss

Who the fuck is fuckin' with Tech, Kali, Ubi and Godemis?

[Hook] (2X)

[Verse 4: Ubiquitous]

It's unfair to be, doin' motherfuckin' charity

You can pay a fuckin' fare for me

Or really there ain't nothin' there for me, move carefully

I swear that we, fly as a parakeet, high as a Cherokee

In my rhyme I spoke like Jeremy feel my fire, my smoke, my kerosene

We-we-we don’t want no drama, we-we don’t want no trouble

We-we can keep it peaceful if y-y'all can keep it humble

I-I really don’t know what he come fo'

But his name is the same as a gun yo

Strangeland is a place that I seen in a dream

Since I was runnin' 'round in my Umbro

And you heard it direct from my mouth piece

Tech scouted me out, then found me

Turn out we the perfect strangers, Larry Appleton and Balki

I was out east, when the text came in

With Tech sayin' what is 'bout to be

Before you fuck me on the dough, know that everybody 'round lookin' out for me

Now that we got that in the air, I can feel the change in the atmosphere

My crew been living in limbo, apparently all this rappin' has trapped us here

And after years they hearin' we lost inside the dream not necessarily

I won’t let this rap thing bury me, I'mma let these bat wings carry me

• Artist:Tech N9ne