KC Huh? KC What?

[Intro: Tech N9ne]

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'Zilla keep the heater just in case we have a booboo

Kansas City natives and we are a little cuckoo

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]

Fans are with me, I am this spitty

My price is running 50 grand to get me

My jams are crispy

I blam the Blicky if somebody disrespecting Kansas City

Plan to hit me, we got something to hand you quickly

And that something will land you stiffly

Expand your titty, no vest, I guess he wore the brand of vickie

Rhyme vocals stay crazy 'cause I am postal

Even though a N9na flying coastal, N9ne's local

You can find me after 4 at Prime Social

Dope flow, I'm the papi

Brokе? No, Donny's guappy

Those fools will get the toast though likе okonomiyaki

Okie dokie, I get hokey pokey

'Cause I GOAT these dope beats, I hold thee trophies

So below me, your quotes be jokes, G

Never probe me close to you pose we throw B's

Tell me you from KC without telling me you from KC

Feels like I won the lottery if I got a plate of Gates free

[Chorus: Tech N9ne, X-Raided, High Deafinician, Lex Bratcher, Kaitlyn Toepperwein, Jayla Kearney & Sierra Flaugher]

KC huh? KC what?

KC huh? KC what?

KC (MO!) KC (K!)

KC (MO!) KC (K!)

KC huh? KC what?

Let's get it!

[Verse 2: Lil Ava]

Going deep, game is Pat Mahomes

Duffle bag, money bag of bones

Started from the bottom, now we here

I got 'em, Ava coming from the catacombs

The one and only out now, yeah

Where I said I see clouds, yeah

Kansas City ran 'cross my chest

World business, only I'm a baller now

Y'all game is hollow, break the bottom out

They popping off but it's called a foul

Claiming woop but still get to class

Gotta label Ava "Little Problem Child"

Tech in here with me too, yeah

What up on the wrist new, yeah

They all want a little piece of gang

Gotta stick to me just like glue, yeah

Brandishing knowledge like she went to college

Hidden away and I totally demolished

The bigger the digits the longer the math

Red and that yellow, I'm stepping in style

Like KC behind me, we going, we wilding

It took you longer to figure it out

We leaving 'em all in the dust

And you balling with us and The King

Do know we about, okay

[Chorus: Tech N9ne, X-Raided, High Deafinician, Lex Bratcher, Kaitlyn Toepperwein, Jayla Kearney & Sierra Flaugher]

KC huh? KC what?

KC huh? KC what?

KC (MO!) KC (K!)

KC (MO!) KC (K!)

KC huh? KC what?

Let's get it!

[Verse 3: King D]

Big talk can't belittle me, walk, if he stop

He getting popped by the tip of the thought

He can't blog, his life boring just to keep it a buck

I done gave that boy a dollar 'cause he ain't got a buck

I done gave that girl a charm 'cause you ran out of luck

It's best for my team, put the Chiefs on the run

It's best for red tees 'cause you niggas is done

My TEC is Nike and I keep it on one

I bought the rocket, let me rock the rocket

Holding on to my stick like a hockey socket

[?], if he ain't, I got this

18th and Vine, in the middle of Prospect

I'm [?] no matter who's in line

Think he speaking dutch, nigga, guten tag

Thank you very much, who you rooting for?

KC, home of the Gods like Jerusalem, uh

What you really getting paid for?

Getting signed [?] looking at your labels

In you're mind, got me twisting up your mental

In a foreign, take it back to Sacramento

Uh huh, we ain't whipping in a rental

I'm the prize, little baby, be gentle

It's the GOAT and the God, detrimental

Be astonished how I kill the instrumental, uh

[Chorus: Tech N9ne, X-Raided, High Deafinician, Lex Bratcher, Kaitlyn Toepperwein, Jayla Kearney & Sierra Flaugher]

KC huh? KC what?

KC huh? KC what?

KC (MO!) KC (K!)

KC (MO!) KC (K!)

KC huh? KC what?

Let's get it!

[Verse 4: Roblo DaStar]

Where I'm from, yeah I from the middle

Tech tagged me in so I'ma brag a little

Big dog, they let me out the kennel

Disrespect the town, you better guard your dentals

They was hating and I knew it

Had one chance and they blew it

Yeah, stay loyal mean everything

Yeah, I'm real slime, I'm on to better things

So let me answer y'all questions, yeah I'm really from Kansas

But I'm Picasso with the Glock, hoe, I'll put rojo on your canvas

Yeah I flex on guys but I don't exercise

Yeah I'm next up, [?]

No I don't skate, I electric slide

Can't ride [?], she gotta pick a side

Niggas looking oppy, yeah I'm hot like Takis

So much sauce, I should work for Ollie

And I beat the beat like I trained with Rocky

Stay parallel, I was getting toppy

Yeah I'm saying less and I'm praying more

Real blessings, better check the score

Word to Popper, I'm getting plenty more

Came through the window, said "Fuck the door"

[Chorus: Tech N9ne, X-Raided, High Deafinician, Lex Bratcher, Kaitlyn Toepperwein, Jayla Kearney & Sierra Flaugher]

KC huh? KC what?

KC huh? KC what?

KC (MO!) KC (K!)

KC (MO!) KC (K!)

KC huh? KC what?

Let's get it!