On the Bible

[Intro: Tech N9ne] Niggas in Mizzou ain't changed Make ya have to let loose thangs [Chorus: Zuse] Have you ever seen a MAC-11? New TEC-9 with the extension HK, AK-47 Mayday, man down, call the reverend I put that on the bible, boy, count your blessings Put that on the bible, boy, count your blessings Put that on the bible, boy, count your blessings Put that on the bible, boy, count your blessings [Verse 1: Tech N9ne] I felt like they tone said "I'm comin' to get ya" Well, that's when all of the heavy artillery come in the picture And luckily 'cause of your past, you can have someone assist ya I was raised a cool brother but these motherfuckers went and summoned a nigga! I swore to never let a man's hands take me to my grave, nigga With my fortune, I'ma get to torchin', like Orkin I spray nigga I know they dyin' to get it with the N9ne That's fine, they wanna make a nigga do the woop So I'ma take the carbine and put it to ya mind It's goin' through you, not around ya like a hula hoop Put that on the bible, if ya fuckin' with Tech, get the rifles Totally trippin', tryna take my title, lift you right up in the sky with the Eiffel If you psycho, you can do this, if he chooses to be foolish The gun never loses, never give you the deuces Nigga, this is Su'Wu biz, ahh! Let me calm my nerves, I'ma simply put this on the word If ya hella aggravated 'cause of a song ya heard from the N9na I smoke a nigga like my ganja herb I'm on the verge, no life beyond the surge When I bomb, ya served, what does one deserve? But a head stompin', now put ya teeth on the curb, nigga!? [Chorus: Zuse] Have you ever seen a MAC-11? New TEC-9 with the extension HK, AK-47 Mayday, man down, call the reverend I put that on the bible boy, count your blessings Put that on the bible, boy, count your blessings Put that on the bible, boy, count your blessings Put that on the bible, boy, count your blessings [Verse 2: T.I.] Ayy, fuck all that goin' back and forth with a nigga Got a problem, what he really wanna do? If you know like I know, then you know, true And niggas make songs but they really don't do What they say, got guns but they really won't shoot He afraid, I'll lay a nigga down right now Face to the concrete, nose to the ground Do him in the streets 'fore his prayers hit the cloud And the flash and a bang, it is rarely allowed But a whole body down and a hole in the ground Dig one for the niggas who be holdin' ya down Better know I got rounds and they will go around, it's enough Eat a bullet from the four-pound if ya tough And then let the choppa spray ya down and get up Ya pull that off, I'll believe you ain't soft Otherwise, nigga, you just soft as all them other guys I'll kill ya dead and I put that on my mother eyes Don't listen to these niggas, they just kick a bunch of lies How they got a bunch of guns? Shot 'em all a bunch of times I really do believe Tech got a bunch of nines Before they gave my nigga Meech a bunch of time I really know my nigga Young had a bunch of pies For the low, all my niggas headed for the high So you believe them niggas out there talking bout they BMF? That's your business, nigga, none of mine I know Young Gotti 'bout what he rap 'bout I really pulled Meek Millz out the trap house Just like I seen Doe B with a OZ Turn around, two weeks, had a whole ki Just 'cause I said as a joke that the dope game dead Like disco, then a nigga went and showed me Guess what I'm tryna say is, nigga, I don't know you And futhermore, pussy nigga, I don't want to [Chorus: Zuse] Have you ever seen a MAC-11? New TEC-9 with the extension HK, AK-47 Mayday, man down, call the reverend I put that on the bible, boy, count your blessings Put that on the bible, boy, count your blessings Put that on the bible, boy, count your blessings Put that on the bible, boy, count your blessings [Outro: T.I.] Haahahahahaha! Man, we just killed a small village man You know what I'm sayin'? This hip-hop, aha! Love this shit