[00:04.35]We scoured the globe on a quest to find the most elite
[00:08.10]Most intricate tongues of all time
[00:09.51]California, New York, Denmark, Australia
[00:13.86]Then a cold wind from the Midwest brought the hardest
[00:17.71]Fastest, most accurate tongues ever heard in our lifetime
[00:22.98]These are the Midwest Choppers
[00:26.83]I got a message for any one of you mutha****in' haters that wanna talk 'bout the Mid-Midwest
[00:31.00]We dangerous, Aim to bust any little bitch with a big-big chest
[00:34.35]Anybody that wanna be comin thinkin they hotter
[00:36.06]I'm a type of ***** that'll really kill ya for dollas
[00:37.76]**** everybody that want a piece of a killa
[00:39.36]For real, Me and my ****** will leave you floatin in a river
[00:41.11]So **** all you haters, You heard what I said
[00:42.82]My flow a little bit over your head
[00:44.52]Act like a pencil, I'll fill you with led
[00:46.27]If you afraid, Then tell me you scared
[00:48.02]Cause I'mma little bit out of my mutha****in' mind
[00:49.78]The hardest rapper that Tecca N9na could ****** find
[00:51.63]Who that? Who that? That's me
[00:53.19]Who that? Who that? K-Dean
[00:54.94]When I was comin up in the game everybody was tellin me 'I really be killin a lot of you niggas, I'm mean'
[00:58.39]****in with my nigga D-Loc and Dalima They told me, 'I be really gotta be a muderer killin machine'
[01:01.85]I didn't care about nothing but rappin my way to the top
[01:03.77]****ing with my n***a Tech, He told me I'm hot
[01:05.32]Anybody got a problem with any one of my niggas I'll pulled out the 9 milli up to a pop
[01:08.62]Bring the heat, Bring the noise, Bring the flames
[01:10.58]Anything that you bring, Imma tame
[01:12.24]Puttin dirt on the top of my name
[01:14.40]Pull back and I click-click, bang
[01:15.54]Ask Tech, He'll tell you I'm strange
[01:17.14]If you ever wanna talk about me Imma run up, Gun up and leave you with no brain
[01:20.26]Then you'll know my flow is insane
[01:22.56]I be on the West Coast, I be on the East Coast
[01:25.57]I be North, South, but I reside on my side, Midwest Chopper
[01:26.84]Even though I'm all up in the Northwest
[01:32.88]All across the U.S.Overseas, Midwest Choppers
[01:37.24]Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
[01:38.89]Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (Yeah, Midwest Choppers)
[01:42.90]Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
[01:49.11][Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (bitch, Midwest Choppers)
[01:50.90]Come, come get some of this Midwest murda music, murda music, murda music
[01:56.71]Come, come get some of this Midwest murda music, murda music, murda music
[02:03.36]Let me hit 'em When I get 'em, Imma split 'em, Imma kill 'em I'm the nigga with the lyrical venom finna get up in them
[02:07.60]When they give me the instrumental
[02:08.71]I finish 'em, diminish 'em
[02:09.57]I guarantee the murda music is a minimum
[02:10.72]But lately I been givin 'em hell
[02:11.87]They don't really wanna see me, I'm so damn swell
[02:13.18]Call me a monster, Verse Designer, First To bomb ya
[02:14.44]Leathaface pullin' up in that hearse beside ya
[02:15.94]Murda, mo murda, mo murda, mo murdered 'em all, kill 'em all
[02:19.60]Krayzie kill 'em all, they fall
[02:23.40]We snap faster, We the rap masters
[02:24.75]Squeeze the gat, Blast it, If that's how it gots to be
[02:26.70]So they better get it ready Cause I'm heated like an AK-47 spittin bullet deliverence out of me
[02:30.37]Well that's somethin', That's crazy, Jackson
[02:31.73]He's amazin' action, Stay in action
[02:33.48]Rap singin' at ya, I'm blazin at ya
[02:35.13]I'm kinda like an automatic aimin' at ya
[02:36.23]And I don't want a little bit of flame to ashes
[02:38.53]You know you really truely insane to madness
[02:41.02]You're never gonna find other mother****ers more scandalous
[02:43.06]Than this Midwest blastin famly
[02:44.86]I be on the West Coast, I be on the East Coast
[02:45.41]I be North, South, but I reside on my side, Midwest Chopper
[02:53.11]Even though I'm all up in the Northwest
[02:58.28]Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
[03:03.79]Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (Yeah, Midwest Choppers)
[03:06.85]Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
[03:12.76]Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (bitch, Midwest Choppers)
[03:15.22]I am the definition of murda
[03:16.42]The N9ne is now coming to serve ya
[03:18.67]You're running but you can't go no furtha
[03:23.08]Cause I'm running through you with no sign of inertia
[03:25.23]Gimme the mic and I bet that you duck
[03:26.73]It's what you betta do when I'm bussin'
[03:27.69]I be flippin, I'm incredible, Never get on my level
[03:28.80]I'm a killa with the pedal to the medal
[03:30.35]You're edible and ya death is so inevitable
[03:31.76]I can take it to ya momma, Ya daddy, The back of a caddy
[03:33.96]You cut up in the sack with a baggy and I wanna...
[03:35.31]Take it out and make it patty
[03:36.66]You gotta be patty
[03:37.56]Cause that'll be bad if you decide to mad, Is you gonna?
[03:38.96]You can listen to me and see I'm the shit with the ammunition
[03:40.78]I'm givin' the livin' a vision of death
[03:42.42]Makin 'em sick and depressed
[03:43.53]Cause I be givin' everything
[03:44.22]I'm a rebel and I'm still with the quick and the best
[03:45.83]Makin' 'em walk in the business
[03:47.42]I get up in it to rip and diminish ya
[03:48.38]Trip and I finish ya
[03:49.44]Dig it, You really get me livid, I'm bout give it a pivot
[03:50.94]I'mma stick it so we can differ to sinister
[03:52.44]I be the chopper that got ya little boppers goin' off us
[03:54.04]Better not let me up on the premises
[03:55.75]Cause I'm a doctor that's out for the shotaz when I brought ya
[03:57.95]Be cautious never talk of this nemesis
[03:59.34]We on top of the hill when it come to the skill
[04:01.25]Other rappers are damn jokers
[04:02.90]They be givin' the people comedy
[04:04.21]But the Tecca N9na misery **** is Bram Stoker
[04:06.46]I be on the West Coast, I be on the East Coast
[04:09.17]I be North, South, but I reside on my side, Midwest Chopper
[04:14.44]Even though I'm all up in the Northwest
[04:16.24]All across the U.S.
[04:18.25]Overseas, Midwest Choppers
[04:21.16]Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
[04:22.26]Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (Yeah, Midwest Choppers)
[04:26.47]Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
[04:29.82]Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (bitch, Midwest Choppers)

We scoured the globe on a quest to find the most elite
Most intricate tongues of all time
California, New York, Denmark, Australia
Then a cold wind from the Midwest brought the hardest
Fastest, most accurate tongues ever heard in our lifetime
These are the Midwest Choppers
I got a message for any one of you mutha****in' haters that wanna talk 'bout the Mid-Midwest
We dangerous, Aim to bust any little bitch with a big-big chest
Anybody that wanna be comin thinkin they hotter
I'm a type of ***** that'll really kill ya for dollas
**** everybody that want a piece of a killa
For real, Me and my ****** will leave you floatin in a river
So **** all you haters, You heard what I said
My flow a little bit over your head
Act like a pencil, I'll fill you with led
If you afraid, Then tell me you scared
Cause I'mma little bit out of my mutha****in' mind
The hardest rapper that Tecca N9na could ****** find
Who that? Who that? That's me
Who that? Who that? K-Dean
When I was comin up in the game everybody was tellin me 'I really be killin a lot of you niggas, I'm mean'
****in with my nigga D-Loc and Dalima They told me, 'I be really gotta be a muderer killin machine'
I didn't care about nothing but rappin my way to the top
****ing with my n***a Tech, He told me I'm hot
Anybody got a problem with any one of my niggas I'll pulled out the 9 milli up to a pop
Bring the heat, Bring the noise, Bring the flames
Anything that you bring, Imma tame
Puttin dirt on the top of my name
Pull back and I click-click, bang
Ask Tech, He'll tell you I'm strange
If you ever wanna talk about me Imma run up, Gun up and leave you with no brain
Then you'll know my flow is insane
I be on the West Coast, I be on the East Coast
I be North, South, but I reside on my side, Midwest Chopper
Even though I'm all up in the Northwest
All across the U.S.Overseas, Midwest Choppers
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (Yeah, Midwest Choppers)
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
[Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (bitch, Midwest Choppers)
Come, come get some of this Midwest murda music, murda music, murda music
Come, come get some of this Midwest murda music, murda music, murda music
Let me hit 'em When I get 'em, Imma split 'em, Imma kill 'em I'm the nigga with the lyrical venom finna get up in them
When they give me the instrumental
I finish 'em, diminish 'em
I guarantee the murda music is a minimum
But lately I been givin 'em hell
They don't really wanna see me, I'm so damn swell
Call me a monster, Verse Designer, First To bomb ya
Leathaface pullin' up in that hearse beside ya
Murda, mo murda, mo murda, mo murdered 'em all, kill 'em all
Krayzie kill 'em all, they fall
We snap faster, We the rap masters
Squeeze the gat, Blast it, If that's how it gots to be
So they better get it ready Cause I'm heated like an AK-47 spittin bullet deliverence out of me
Well that's somethin', That's crazy, Jackson
He's amazin' action, Stay in action
Rap singin' at ya, I'm blazin at ya
I'm kinda like an automatic aimin' at ya
And I don't want a little bit of flame to ashes
You know you really truely insane to madness
You're never gonna find other mother****ers more scandalous
Than this Midwest blastin famly
I be on the West Coast, I be on the East Coast
I be North, South, but I reside on my side, Midwest Chopper
Even though I'm all up in the Northwest
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (Yeah, Midwest Choppers)
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (bitch, Midwest Choppers)
I am the definition of murda
The N9ne is now coming to serve ya
You're running but you can't go no furtha
Cause I'm running through you with no sign of inertia
Gimme the mic and I bet that you duck
It's what you betta do when I'm bussin'
I be flippin, I'm incredible, Never get on my level
I'm a killa with the pedal to the medal
You're edible and ya death is so inevitable
I can take it to ya momma, Ya daddy, The back of a caddy
You cut up in the sack with a baggy and I wanna...
Take it out and make it patty
You gotta be patty
Cause that'll be bad if you decide to mad, Is you gonna?
You can listen to me and see I'm the shit with the ammunition
I'm givin' the livin' a vision of death
Makin 'em sick and depressed
Cause I be givin' everything
I'm a rebel and I'm still with the quick and the best
Makin' 'em walk in the business
I get up in it to rip and diminish ya
Trip and I finish ya
Dig it, You really get me livid, I'm bout give it a pivot
I'mma stick it so we can differ to sinister
I be the chopper that got ya little boppers goin' off us
Better not let me up on the premises
Cause I'm a doctor that's out for the shotaz when I brought ya
Be cautious never talk of this nemesis
We on top of the hill when it come to the skill
Other rappers are damn jokers
They be givin' the people comedy
But the Tecca N9na misery **** is Bram Stoker
I be on the West Coast, I be on the East Coast
I be North, South, but I reside on my side, Midwest Chopper
Even though I'm all up in the Northwest
All across the U.S.
Overseas, Midwest Choppers
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (Yeah, Midwest Choppers)
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (You can't touch us)
Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh-Ay-Oh (bitch, Midwest Choppers)