I DON'T FIT (Explicit) - Tech N9ne/King Iso/Seuss Mace

Lyrics by：Aaron D. Yates/Tarrel C. Gulledge/Julian Mace/Frederikus van Workum/Nicholas Luscombe

Composed by：Aaron D. Yates/Tarrel C. Gulledge/Julian Mace/Frederikus van Workum/Nicholas Luscombe

Okay we gon' do this in original Tech N9ne fashion motherf**kers

Tech N9ne：

People don't admit it but I got them lookin' at me when I

Spit

I'm the s**t

But I don't fit

In your lane or where you claim it in your clique

I'm the s**t

But I don't fit

Not at all

People don't admit it but I got them lookin' at me when I

Spit

I'm the s**t

But I don't fit

In your lane or where you claim it in your clique

I'm the s**t

But I don't fit

Not at all

People don't admit it but I got them lookin' at me when I

Tech N9ne：

Do this now you're never wonderin' what the mood is

The clue is once you got at the top and now I'ma chew this

I'm ghoulish to the people talkin' then on we foolish

I am three dimensional like a Rubik's I rule it

Hypothetically if you got the power to fight the dread of me

Would you bite the head of the mic and let it be

Wipe the pedigree of the stuff that better be nice and readily

Right ahead of me I'm a sight of rarity

You don't really feel the way the N9na be comin' with it

But everybody know that when he said it he gonna get it

You wanna hear the reason bein' I don't fit

'Cause I'm a different type of n***a I don't quit

Makin' all y'all mad when I ball tall cash

But they really be feelin' me when I haul all a*s

When I brawl all bad gonna call y'all dead n***a

I don't give a d**n about your people they can come and get me

I don't fit like if I go hitchhike

Ain't a family stop us they don't try no s**t like

Takin' away my life or try to swallow this pipe

They pullin' on me now we in a squabble fist fight

Plan to d**n and slam the anaconda

Hand to hand like bam the man Wakanda

Rammed the jam I can demand the ***

But take a look around and you can see the people trippin' when I

Tech N9ne：

Spit

I'm the s**t

But I don't fit

In your lane or where you claim it in your clique

I'm the s**t

But I don't fit

Not at all

People don't admit it but I got them lookin' at me when I

Spit

I'm the s**t

But I don't fit

In your lane or where you claim it in your clique

I'm the s**t

But I don't fit

Not at all

People don't admit it but I got them lookin' at me when I

Seuss Mace：

Spit like an alpaca from here to Cackalacky got 'em

fittin' nice you went to the venue stinkin' and ashy

With the intention of bein' the fat n***a that outrap n***as

I am a lyrical representation of crack n***as

I'm under the poverty lines feelin' diseases

Givin' n***as heebie jeebies oh Jesus

Talk to grandma like leave my baby don't need this

Won't you give 'em another chance to speak seasick

No b***h f**k you and that tortoise

I give 'em rigor mortis like an overdose

I spit like a horny b***h on the cobra soak

Saturate like holy water the Holy Ghost

In my soul when I wrote this I'm hopeless and anxious

Been homeless and spittin' d**e in a drunk tank

With a repeat offender turn up the cops be waitin'

I'm the s**t but I don't fit constipation

Spit it from the brain illicitly b***h I'm rockin' and rollin'

Comin' up out the gutter motherf**ker there ain't no controllin'

The dominant the rough kickin' knowledge

Like a Rebuffini I get up in that a*s like stuffin'

With the N9ne Technically you n***as know I'm here

Been doin' this since I was 9 now it's my time can be n***a try

Many have failed to eliminate my s**t whether you'll die

With the knowledge they don't teach this in college motherf**ker I

Tech N9ne：

Spit

I'm the s**t

But I don't fit

In your lane or where you claim it in your clique

I'm the s**t

But I don't fit

Not at all

People don't admit it but I got them lookin' at me when I

King Iso：

Go on the mic and I'm murderin' every rapper that you can mention

Manipulatin' molecules and makin' a new dimension

Takin' it back to when n***as thought I was stupid and with the crew against them

But the few that dissed 'em their viewers witnessed a crucifixion

Right

Lyrically I'm a human glitch eatin' a bag of computer chips and

I won't have trouble shootin' a Ruger b***hes

Blackin' on cats without a superstition in music bidness

Never wanna give a n***a credit like the movie's endin'

I don't feel like I was finna get inside a b***h and on top of the

Caliber get in and their vagina's splittin'

All these n***as jackin' ism I've been trippin'

When they pop my disc in when I pop my mouth call it optimism

Get it

Oh my god I be monolithic but not demonic with the audio

You get money from h*es you politick with

Hit up my page you are followin' it like dark abysses

God I'm really sickin' on my doctor this is documented

Nose up bestowed tuck down for a killin'

F**k you n***as I'm father won't wanna run whores chillin'

And what about your feelings

I'm mathematically presidential

With schematics I can give Al Gore rhythm

Any category you put me in you will get mad and gory

It don't matter homie why

'Cause I denounce your physics

I'm 'bout to get inside so big and obviously I don't fit the

Tech N9ne：

Spit

I'm the s**t

But I don't fit

In your lane or where you claim it in your clique

I'm the s**t

But I don't fit

Not at all

People don't admit it but I got them lookin' at me when I

Spit

I'm the s**t

But I don't fit

In your lane or where you claim it in your clique

I'm the s**t

But I don't fit

Not at all

People don't admit it but I got them lookin' at me when I