Tech N9ne Be Jealous Letras:
[Intro]
I'm just a young boy, trying to get my money on
Making music in K.C., he-he-he-he-he But Mitch
Bade nigga's, wanna hate Techa Nina, And they
won't stop fucking with me, so I'ma fuck wit nigga's

Na-na-na-na-na, you can not fuck with That nigga
Tech N9ne, coming wit that rough shit Them niggas
know that I deserve it when they heard it Had the
nerve to say its nothing, nigga, so I got to bust this

Be Jealous, This is dedicated to all ya'll hater's
Be Jealous, I see ya'll watching me when I walk in
the club Be Jealous, This is dedicated to all
Mitch Bader's Be Jealous, You mother fucker's
ain't showing Tech Nina no love

[Verse 1]
Fuck Muh-Fuckers, buck Muh-Fuckers And the pain
come nigga with a bang, I'ma killer, better duck
Muh-Fucker Watch you standing on? (Nada) What you
claim to bone? (Nada) What you plan to own? (Nada)
That shit done came and gone Blood sweat and tears
nigga, been about fifteen years nigga Ain't never
been no fears nigga, All I hear is cheers nigga
That's why I be in the bathroom with the bitches
at Maniacs That's why them hoe's in the club
with Tech given blowjobs in the back How many
niggas really worry bout scars? How many niggas
wanna become a wuss? Fuck with a nigga like Tech
and a buzz Right to the head and the grave is dug
Mean Mugs, nigga's ain't never seen love So they
stream blood while I fiend bub full of green
shrubs And mushrooms, I bust rooms, open a custom
To float across the ocean with verbal motion the
notion is boasting I'm hoaking with jealous,
mother fuckers embellish But you can't say I
ain't ready for fame, yonks, and relish

[Chorus]
Be Jealous, when you see me on the T.V. Screen
whiling Be Jealous, when you see me in the
magazine smiling Be Jealous, when they let me in
the club for free, niggas Be Jealous, cuz I'm bumy
wit bitches around me Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha
(ha-ha) Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (he-he-he-he)
Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (ha-ha) And the lit,
I'ma spit, I'ma kick that shit

[Verse 2]
No more stalling, I'ma start prowling on niggas,
growling on niggas And we smiling cuz the Villain
album went six thousand on niggas In Kansas City
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alone, we packed the dome with Mike and Liddy
alone In the west side, Lee Jone, Milly Mal, I
left you but it's a pity you're gone Niggas
ain't know mine, cuz they know it, and I'ma do
it big That's why the Techa Nina never ever got
a problem getting a gig Cuz I rip shit they liked
(chea), I flip shit you make right (chea) When I
spit shit, I get rich quick, and make hits from
doctors they liked (chea) 9 millimeter guns, gonna
be the one, making a million, when I come Never
gonna be the bum, where I come from, niggas better
get some Tried to be right to these niggas, tried
to be nice to these niggas So now its time for
Nine Godzilla to make mice of these niggas You
envy me, cuz your bitch play Techa Nina all day
And you see me on MTV, kicking it with king Tech,
my nigga sway Broke niggas ain't friends to me,
you niggas really want me to disperse? Alright,
I'll leave, but when I come back it's gonna be
20 G's a verse, nigga

[Chorus]
Be Jealous, when you see me on the T.V. Screen
whiling Be Jealous, when you see me in the
magazine smiling Be Jealous, when they let me in
the club for free, niggas Be Jealous, cuz I'm bumy
wit bitches around me Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha
(ha-ha) Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (he-he-he-he)
Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (ha-ha) And the lit,
I'ma spit, I'ma kick that shit

[Verse 3]
Niggas better stop talking about me, I ain't did
shit I don't rap against niggas, stop trying to
get me to rap so ya'll can make grits Agony,
don't be speaking my name, I know I fucked up On
a personal tip, but if you niggas talking about
you better rap, mother fuckers better duck And if
any of you niggas over there on the inside,
infiltrating me and my rouges Them niggas don't
give no fucks about how many Tech N9ne units sold
And whoever you bitch niggas is saying, I'm
kicking it in Lee Joes log Lee Joe'll tell you
I'm original, and by the way Lee Joe my dog! And
that justice mother fuckers won't quit, saying
The Calm Before The Storm" aint shit We killed
yall when 96-97, when about when the new shit hit
And I heard niggas said I was washed up, said the
Tech N9ne flow was sleep That's probably why I
got new shit in new movies like Digging In Water
and Its Too Deep Niggas be jealous, tie you up and
beat you down to a bloody pulp son Got my villains
and me, mad enough to bust one I'm the second
coming, but you don't know cuz you dumb Before I
go, I'll tell you jealous mother fuckers to suck one

[Chorus]
Be Jealous, when you see me on the T.V. Screen
whiling Be Jealous, when you see me in the
magazine smiling Be Jealous, when they let me in
the club for free, niggas Be Jealous, cuz I'm bumy
wit bitches around me Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha
(ha-ha) Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (he-he-he-he)
Ha-ha, mother fucker, ha-ha (ha-ha) And the lit,
I'ma spit, I'ma kick that shit
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