Riotmaker Lyrics

Riotmaker lyrics

[Tech N9ne]

This song is dedicated to Brian B'zl Dennis

and all of
the 57th Street Rogue Dog Villians

Real Riot Makers.



This
one right here's for the Riot Makers!

The moshers! The stompers! The jail
breakers!

We gon start this shit off right!

We got KCMO in the house
tonight!

We gon start this shit off right! (Off right!)

We got Tecca
Nina in the house tonight! (Come on!)



This is the moment for riders
and thugs

Strippers in body bags, Zippers and violence and drugs

Poverty, a bunch of minorities die in the clubs

They say my music's
makin 'em lose it, I write it in blood

This is my music for all my people
missin my music

Keep listenin to it, and like I said, get a pistol and use
it

Satan shot my homie Maintain with a missile and blew it

for the
industry, 'cause he was one of the truest..



I don't know why they
keep pumpin it's somethin

Maybe in the music when it be bumpin

it's
crunk and it's hella haterific

Throw your set up in the air is all the DJs
really wanna play

when it over is lookin bloody and Satanistic

Killas from everywhere listen to me when I be bustin shit

i'm
turbulence, some get nervous when I wreck arenas

Concert promoters in
Honolulu don't wanna see me

'cause they say that Somoans will riot on
Tecca Nina 'cause I'm a..



RIOT MAKER! That's if you don't know...
I'm a..

RIOT MAKER! They mosh at my shows... I'm a..

RIOT MAKER!
And I come out bustin... I'm a..

RIOT MAKER! RIOT MAKER! I don't give a
damn about nothin!

I'm a sly dranker... I'm a skyscraper..

Riot
maker



Hop in a mosh pit fa sho!

You push, you shove, you get
elbowed!



Back on 'cause this for Fat Tone and Mac Dre

all of
the soldiers who got gone on that day

All my people's thats sittin in
prison

this is for you so wont you listen to the shit that I'm
spittin?

Fuck the law man the government they'll hymn yo ass up

They'll do everything in their power to get a fast buck

No right or
wrongs, just killer bees out for your honeycomb

But you'll find out, when
you bind out, you can be free if your money long

Ever been to one of my
shows? Yeah, it might be crazy

In Ohio, that chick got a little too
hyphy, baby

Stage diving and crowd surfing couldn't hold back

But
they dropped her, now she's unconscious with her skull cracked

Now when
this happened, it wasn't even during my set

They wanted me to give a sign
to post up the hospital debt

When Travis told me we got papers, I thought
he was playin..

This bitch is suin Tecca Nina for a hundred grand! 'cause
I'm a..



RIOT MAKER! That's if you don't know... I'm a..

RIOT
MAKER! They mosh at my shows... I'm a..

RIOT MAKER! And I come out
bustin... I'm a..

RIOT MAKER! RIOT MAKER! I don't give a damn about
nuthin!

I'm a sly dranker... I'm a skyscraper..

Riot maker



Stand back if you frightened!

Yeah! Get back 'cause we
fightin!



I'm a skyscraper..

That's why everybody in my path
is trynna get a little piece of my paper

Man I swear, the Nina will never
love them, plug them

when I'm rollin with Skatterman and Snug Brim!



[Skatterman]

It's Skatterman, cat, Strange Music's black sheep.
(Why?)

'cause I'm still countin money off the back streets

Every
city, every show, I got to pack heat

This ain't no fucking rap song,
check my rap sheet

I'm one of a kind, turn one into nine

Blow your
head of your shoulders, dog, it's nothin but time

And I never raise my
voice. You a bum, why should I holler on you?

With a whisper I can drop a
couple dollars on you

Sss..sss... sick them rottweilers on you

Killers bustin out the windows of Impalas on you

A made man in the
streets, I made grams

Wrote lyrics about my life, dropped an album, and
made fans

Now I'm chillin on tour with the redhead wonder

Do 57
shows in a three month summer

Any deuce bitch ass nigga fuckin with
Tech

gonna be found in some park with his nuts in his neck



[Snug Brim]

Like you ain't know, we put it down like this

Snug
Brim, Kansas City, Missouri, uzi,groupies,doobies, and fins

Suzy Qs ain't
no excuse for the sin

So watch your tongue, if you whoofin get ta shootin
up at you and your bitch

You just assume you tried the shoes, they ain't
fit

You never knew that I lose you off in the section with your dude in
the ditch

Whether it's reppin dog, or movin them bricks

I keep it
gutta little homie, look my records, see I'm doin it big

As you can tell
I ain't no regular nigga... I'm filled with star qualities

Gone end up
with bitches thats naked... and watch the bra swallow me

It's always
solo, you can't fake it.. so don't try ta follow me

You still can't get
back up on your feet... You right back where you ought to be

I see you
failin 'cause Strange Music got it locked boy

Invest yo stock boy, Kansas
City hot boy

It's really fuck a hata, smoke some weed, get ya paper

You can see me now or later, muthafuckin Riot Maker. 'cause I'm a



[Tech N9ne]

RIOT MAKER! That's if you don't know... I'm a..

RIOT
MAKER! They mosh at my shows... I'm a..

RIOT MAKER! And I come out
bustin... I'm a..

RIOT MAKER! RIOT MAKER! I don't give a damn about
nuthin!

I'm a sly dranker... I'm a skyscraper..

Riot maker



We will... shut this muthafucka down

We will... tear up your
muthafuckin town!



Since 1985... Six, six, triple eight, forty six,
ninety nine, three..

Welcome... to Everready..

And Enjoy