It's a lot of Mitch Bades out there that don't understand how Tech N9ne and Don Juan puts it down and make hits
Told y'all Midwestside never quits
So now I want you to bounce
And realize that we're road dogs, true for life
And when we ride we bounce
And let the whole world know that, uh
Mizzizy gets bizzy, so check it

[Chorus]
We ? ? living eye for eye
Dem who diss me click's supposed to fry
Anybody kcuf cause ? die
Bonzai, nigga everyone's high

(Bounce) Mizzizy, get bizzy, get bizzy, mizzizy
(Bounce) Mizzizy, get bizzy, get bizzy, mizzizy
(Bounce) Mizzizy, get bizzy, get bizzy, mizzizy
(Bounce) Mizzizy, get bizzy, get bizzy mizzizy

A chin check, results of a slick neck
A representer of the midwest get wrecked
Like a lizard, ? ?
Sharp enough to make a scissors
Making killers ? coming up missing
Sweet relish, made from the drugs
Goodfellas, gangstas and thugs

I show no love like Ike, you ain't seen her
Nigga become hype you play the role like Tina
Nothing but assbeat your in pain

We bring drama,
Murder like Jeffrey Dahmer
Psychotic, hypnotic, can't stop
?
So I'mma realease
Me anger, fuck peace
?
Enemies in my gas chamber
Bust like ? two Glocks on my hips
Fire shots just in case these niggas wanna trip
Five Six, my mix Don Juan brings the fury
Makin dash To L.A., from Cali to Missouri
Mizzizy get's Bizzy
?
But hickeys on my dickies they
Quickes bitches dizzy
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The Don Brasco
Cause I'm macho
Enough to make the whole crowd duck
Let the gauge buck, shots rang out
Niggas don't give a fuck cause uh

[Chorus]
We ? ? living eye for eye
Dem who diss me click's supposed to fry
Anybody kcuf cause ? die
Bonzai, nigga everyone's high

(Bounce) Mizzizy, get bizzy, get bizzy, mizzizy
(Bounce) Mizzizy, get bizzy, get bizzy, mizzizy
(Bounce) Mizzizy, get bizzy, get bizzy, mizzizy
(Bounce) Mizzizy, get bizzy, get bizzy mizzizy

I, the angel of rap, say pack yo shit
Look back at the mic, n turn brick bloods n' crips to clips
The city is cool, we bout to make the plates shift
When floatin ya open, n Mizzery is on Tech, I Pac a flips
You ready for demons creepin through your homes
Is you got the stomach for blown domes?
Turn me on, I'm in'a zone
Medusa looked at us n said "wassup?!"
The Midwest staired back and plus
Now that bitchs stick as kcuf
Gimmie that foe foe,
Gimmie that 9 millimeter gun bust
I'mma get em with a flow,
Just a little bitta Mo'
I'm like Michael, a psycho approach
I rage most,
Rollin like the sage coach,
Givin the K.O.
Swollen pockets, but robbin on Roe Dayo
I'm very krueger,
If you hurt my love I'm breakin out the scary rooga
When I get ta bustin thats my free Larry Hoova, maneuva
Whos a rappa Yakuza, whacker than any
You loose'a, rap or refuse'a, ac'a like emmy
Rock so vest, we got yo checks
Who jocks yo flexs?
You heathen Thinkin'a gettin richer,
Receivin taco neck
The bigga the flow-a,
The bigger the kill
The bigga the Fo' Fo',
The bigga the pack'a niggas runnin down the hill
Rogue Doggs rule,
We told y'all foo's
Now its time to kill,
Haters just chill,
N peel the lyrical Denadryl
I can not, and shall not, and will not fall!
The opposite of Rue Paul
The Rogue Dogg bustin all'a y'all!

Yeah, don't stop, don't quit
Kicking that shit
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Mizzizy Gets Bizzy Lyrics

Tech N9Ne – Mizzizy Gets Bizzy Lyrics