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Drill Sergeant - Tech N9ne
Lyrics by：Aaron D. Yates/Frederikus van Workum/Nicholas Luscombe
Composed by：Aaron D. Yates/Frederikus van Workum/Nicholas Luscombe
Death
Yo' death nigh set
Yo' death nigh
Death
Yo' death nigh set
Yo' death nigh
Nobody but the government control me
But to my followers I gotta keep it low key
To keep the image that is so free
I approach he without a father figure
I deliver guap and give a spot to parolees
Makin' mo' cheese pushin' regrow weak
Never no permittin' police
I'm a cold piece
I get at 'em at a young age
So I can have 'em in a dumb rage
Really combative in a numb way
Static with my tongue say
Have a little fun with the gun spray
But never let the hood snipe you
And you gotta know whoever in the hood might sue
So let the good white through
Enemy I'm tellin' you to murder gotta look like
You
Killin 'em up
Dreads wit' the gold teeth
Yeah a fa sho' thief
Fed with the lead is the motif
Killin 'em up
Said you can sho be
Head of the whole street
Cred put a dead nigga so deep
Killin 'em up
Bread be the trophy
Betta get yo brie
Bled hella red for the groceries
Killin 'em up
Never ta show grief
Cheddar get obese
Beggin' he plead give 'em no peace
Now flip this to music
See got a company and find the biggest to move it
Yeah the lyrics are stupid but critics approve it
And people for the wicked will lose it
I take you real far and raise ya
Put out the ill tar and saved ya
Who makes to kill art enslave ya
I am the Drill Sergeant Major
Death
Yo' death nigh set
Yo' death nigh
Death
Drill sergeant got the real target
Make you feel hard and get the kill started
Drill sergeant got the real target
Make you feel hard and get the kill started
Take the energy to IG Facebook TikTok
Put your vibe on Twitter
Ain't no limit we can buy free made crook hip hop
It puts the eyes on niggas
Lots of foes waitin' shot yo' rotation
To the top opps and mo' hatin
Lock and load nation got the globe breakin'
Your block so drop your location
Let 'em know that you a real one emotion you feel none
Anybody really want it will come
When he do you you gotta peel some
Never stoppin' till the deal done
Nothin' but a drill son
Talk a lot is how we make this fame
Hate exchangin' no face to face is lame
Gotta slide and try to take his chain the safest thang
To keep livin' you bake his brains
Killin 'em up
Called but the cops said
Talk outta pocket
'Cross me you offed in a hot set
Killin 'em up
Walk and you're not blessed
Lost in the projects
The false should'a popped Tech
Killin 'em up
When he comin' nosy
Tell him you don't know me
Tell him a lotta nothin' really slowly
Killin 'em up
Callin' you the dobie
Never expose me
And your family won't need a sad emoji
You can leave with a blown mind
Or confess to your own crimes
With the feds I'm in a wrong bind
That'll put my 'ass away for a long time
So my job is to befriend the funksters
Get 'em livin' foul till they deep in the dumpster
Drill sergeant I lead friends to under
Graves and penal system I feed them the youngsters
Death
Yo' death nigh set
Yo' death nigh
Death
Drill sergeant got the real target
Make you feel hard and get the kill started
Drill sergeant got the real target
Make you feel hard and get the kill started
You got big dreams
You want fame
Well fame costs
And right here is where you start payin'
In sweat and in death
