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Tech N9ne – Slave Lyrics

(Tech intro)Fight the pain, Inside the rain.
A rebel No!, to let the devil go.
So now to get paid, Bout' to be workin like a slave.
I'm kind a good, kinda bad.
Kinda getting money can't be mad.
I'm kinda broke, but I'm kinda rich.
Wishin' I had a corner I could put a bitch in.
Ain't gonn(a) do nothin', ain't like I'm sufferin'.
Food for my baby mouth and I bought a house for my baby mother and.
What's wrong? I try.
Don't matter. Still die.
I'm strong. But I'm not.
When I'm alone. I cry,
Out for you, is hard to do. I can't see you, so doubt for you.
And out my mouth I sprout the noose, too much Vodka, and Mountain Dew.
Blasphemin' ain't what I be meanin'. If you listen fast
You'd think I was a heathen, but the last Sunday receivin'
The preachin' from the pastor, and I Ain't even believin'
The bastard. But no Hatties', God's baby, God made me, a lil crazy.
When I'm off, I'm gone, my life, is my songs. It's what I mean? When I sing,

"still on a wing and a prayer."
But if I listen to what was written in the scripture maybe it'll get me
There. Share with the people I swear it isn't evil, scared that It might be
In vain. But if I say I'm the genius, and like Jesus, everybody gonna know
My name.

I've been working like a slave, oh Lordy.
And I get tired a'long this lonesome journey.
I done stumbled on the road, I've been wrong I know.
I know that there's no peace, in my shelter.

Oh, Lord, Lord, Lord.
I need reparations due to devastations from the state of present
And it's not easy to walk a narrow path and mock hard when you're family
Wonderin' when you're gonna make enough to stop leavin. Stop breathin for a
Minute cause it's all, artificial when them laws, tryna get you.
When them haters right behind em, wanna shove a double barrel sawed off, in
Your dental. What can I do to stop a big catastrophe when niggas after me
And bitches after me. Wanna have my baby, missin nagga's lately, trials and
Tribulations tackle me. My momma think I made it, she feelin' elated; proud
Of her only son born. My kids think I'm the greatest, I can not display a
Smile, feelin like a funion, Salty and all.
(You'll be...)
Locked in a stall
(... Tryin'.)
Lost in the cause
... No denyin'.)
Ain't nobody gonna do it for me, for the M. O., don't let it drive me insane.
Solicitation of a prostitute cause you're a ho' when you're playin this
But it's ok I am go(n) ride till I triumph. Cause everybody once upon a
Time was a slave. This is


I work. I Play. And I drink booze every day.
Tryin ta muffle the blues Imma say, used in the way, fools run astray.
Alla, God, Jesus, Jah somebody please help me.
Momma got a problem with diabetes it don't seem healthy.
Everything depends on N9na.
Fame hitten Dantez's senior.
Gotta nigga thinkin some of the fans I'm maken it will they wanna do me
Like Selena.
Devil laughing like a hyena.
Losin all the good in my demeanor.
I don't wanna go psycho but yo the flow ya know I gotta go an Charlie sheen
Tryina stay good with the old lady. My mind made her go crazy.
No time for my poor babies. So don't let a mother fucker play me.
When I say fu pay me. Even though I'm getting money, you can still see
I'm hungry like I'm in Haiti.
What am I to do?
What am I to you?
Butt alott I'm cool.
But I'm not amused?
Can't you see? I'm stressed, not free. From y'all, I'm sick.
My body's hot.
If 'n this pressure, don't let up, this will
Prolly stop for
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