DJ Style - Now It's On lyrics

[Intro] Wicked, wicked, now it's on [Verse 1: Lejo & Tech N9ne] [Lejo] I murder your whole city, n***a like Frank Nitty hideous, insidious n***as betta give me respect when I flex, comin' Tech flows like amphibians From here to the Carribeans Unexplored territories like Venus n***as never seen the teen the teams keenest Impairing your mind like Zimas Infrared beamers, keep your posse on my penis [Tech N9ne] Now it's on Wicked's in this, the link a Mid to West flex, the abyss To this b**h who diss this clique Bliss is hanging that b**h by the cli*oris You get spit on, sh** on, hit on, get on, the dick of this Slick n***ara But you can always call the Nina A k**er in America, Amerik**a [Lejo] I got sk**s to k** like overdosing pills Blood spills for million dollar bills You can't try to peel this or feel the illness of a n***a that's coming out real I don't know why n***a you living a lie And plus I despise those who try A n***a like I, this high and fly and sly Midwestside, so you just might die [Tech N9ne] Check it out I murder these hoes, Hercules flows My sh** carries on like Hepatitis The weak bite us, mean nothing to me Give me no f**ery foul like (what?) Nongonococcal urethritis I might just, make a n***a bite dust When I bust plus, calamity feels great Can it be ill? Yes, sanity k**s a real n***a but still I'm wicked like Amityville The best: the N9ne? Correct Burn, now it's your turn You must learn Misery n***as are crazed like 24 gang n***as on Sherm When it's on I be heated like a hot comb Tell these punk muthaf**as to leave me alone When I'm in the zone, you get blown away Get the clones away, Mitch Bade n***a cause it's on today [Hook] (4x) Now it's on, now it's on Now it's on, now it's on, now it's on [Verse 2: Lejo] Now let me smoke and choke, let these n***as know That Lejo ain't brought no jokes n***a better learn the ropes, we're like costra nostra And'll f** around and cut yo' throat Decapitation facing devastation nations when they raging can't stop this n***a you can catch a fist, and you can rest in piss But the diss and you thought I missed I'm indestructible and untouchable Ain't giving a f** about what you know I don't love no ho, I don't mug no mo' But I'm still collecting my other dough Now peep the rawness, my rhymes are flawless Fools get tossed for trying to floss like bosses People can call this the clique with no losses Cause a n***a can flow from September to August Deeper than seven seas, colder than no degrees n***as is easy to get down on your knees When you f**ing with rhymes like these, I always find that he's Biting my sh** it's me he's trying to be No more chances, understand this I'm the man with the plan I stand from Kansas, and this Weed enhances scandalous dances What is in my hands will take your last glances f**ing with a technicality That's what it gotta be, n***a sitting on the side of me My mentality makes fatality reality Split your anatomy: a**ault and battery n***as pray to God we stop; we won't though Asking who's on the top, they don't know But don't no motherf**er in the motherf**ing western motherf**ing hemisphere really want Joe Associated with a deadly force We got codes, deeper than Morse, sounds like And needle points bullet shoot through a horse So of course, I'm leaving n***as dead like a corpse {*Gun shot sound effect*} [Verse 3: Tech N9ne] Don't, test me, Beatrice Another colloquialism I came up with the b**h, deep this twist People do pitiful sh** I do unforgettable hits and n***as submitted Amerik**a did it and got Aquitted, I flip in a minute I'mma get them relish lips You can't sell us dips We getting high off K Bombay Packing hella heat like Pompeii Itch-made abay igga-nay anyway I gets ill when I feel like, gettin biz You know what that is? I know what that is When I be ripping everybody know what that is Rewind, slemet, niet If anybody wanna catch this I just said, "f** demons" in a God pit backwards And that's bomb futuristic attack sh** Match this, takes hella practice To rips scripts n***a gotta be thorough I gotta make this sh** make sense so I can say, "Made it Ma" Top of the world Give me life or give me d**h d**h becomes the evil like Asmodeus I got a melodious flow It becomes Podious changeable, untamable angel Anghellic, bustin like a Magnum, Tom Selleck Missouri terror, sick of losing money at Harrah's Mac a**a**in like Antonio Banderas How many n***as you know I bust style So ambidextrous and I mean I'm buck wild When it's on I be heated like a hot comb Like I said in the first zone Accident prone, but these n***as don't wanna flex with Tech when the heat is on n***a, now it's gone [Hook]