See Me

[Intro]

This, this, this, this one of them ones

Yeah, Tech N9ne!

Turn me up a little bit more, Ben, so I can rock this the right way, brother

If you got 20/20 vision

You can see Nina handling this music with precision

If not, then it's fine with me

Just know this movement is vivid enough for the blind to see, Yates

[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]

How in the hell can you miss me?

When I'm counting me mil' making history

Trip the splits be that 50/50

So we rip the script swiftly and zip through chips quickly

When the trash, mail, and pizza man see me

They get a fever and cheesy when they see the man Neezy

I'm easily beast and my hand is in my belt

What? I'm independent and I'm feeling myself

A flunk, I won't be

I bumps the trunks, see

The ladies pop the monkey and drop the donkey

They want to flaunt me

My songs be funky

Steady getting that cheddar forever

But some people acting like they don't see

[Chorus: B.o.B]

I'm top dog, something like a CEO

I'm calling shots, call it Don Julio

But they don't really see me though

But they don't really see me though

All night, life like a video

Prime time, something like a Super Bowl

But they don't really see me though

But they don't really see me though

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]

With contact lenses, say he don't smoke

I'm rolling up and let the contact get him

He even choked

My approach was to never to be broke

Kept my real niggas close

Now the player turned to coach

I hear people saying why so many changes?

Why so many watches? Why so many chains?

I'm mixing Kush with all these different strains

Riding in my Porsche listening to Purple Rain

So much knowledge I came up on, you just a Hollywood insider

The inside of my crib look like a gym

Speaking of gym, I'm in the game, you're just a bench rider

You ride the bench, that mean you ain't playing

You understand, hella fans

Bunch of hands, hundred grands, that's the plan

Wizzle Man!

[Chorus: B.o.B]

I'm top dog, something like a CEO

I'm calling shots, call it Don Julio

But they don't really see me though

But they don't really see me though

All night, life like a video

Prime time, something like a Super Bowl

But they don't really see me though

But they don't really see me though

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]

I'm truly blessed

I do request for all of you people to listen

I do see checks and movie sets

And never been a stranger to vixens

Pick up the pen, it's in my gut to win

I got a motive and I'm in it with a mission

You know what I'ma get it when I dip into it

I've get through it, I've been a fighter with a vision

You can cover your eye, brother, but why?

'Cause your lady just discovered that my

Big rubber defies your lover blubber

So you utter replies with a tougher disguise

'Cause my payday done caught the nose of your lady

I'm at the beginning of my hay-day

Y'all better Wrekonize like ¡Mayday!

I don't know why jokers just won't let their eyes notice

Deep in my vocals, they keep yelling that I'm doper

And I'll choke ya if your lips deny flow

So just buy jokes

You know couldn't see me with bi-focals

[Chorus: B.o.B]

I'm top dog, something like a CEO

I'm calling shots, call it Don Julio

But they don't really see me though

But they don't really see me though

All night, life like a video

Prime time, something like a Super Bowl

But they don't really see me though

But they don't really see me though

[Outro]

Earth!

["No more silence in the church" whispered repeatedly behind the words:]

Priest... monsignor... bishop... archbishop... cardinal... pope