Tech N9ne F.U.N. (Fuck You Niggas) Letras:
[Intro:]
Are you ready for some F.U.N. tonight? Ha, are you
ready for some F.U.N. tonight? I wanna have a
little F.U.N., you wanna have a little F.U.N.,
everyone...lets have F.U.N., the F.U.N.'s begun....

[Verse 1:]
I'm different, you can see the Nina from a
distance, my sick sense tell me you're hating on
me again, persistent, jealousy, and resistance for
my existence so I gotta go for ya chin, Workin
out, you can keep on workin out, but your chin
ain't workin out, now your teeth are burstin out,
BAAANG! Fowl thangs lookin how thou came, so I
gotta lift up the milimeter and eat them like chow
man(e), I feel like F.U.N., that's why I will never
be thus a real live one, the kind of F.U.N. that
make them pull a 30 round drum, you givin me
negativity and really sound dumb, when ya say to
me "You still rappin? I ain't heard ya since '01."
don't make a nigga beat you down like showin up the
Shogun, then have to glow son, I'm like the chose
one, and you not knowin when to respect the Nina
makes it like so F.U.N.!

[Chorus:]
Any time somebody come and disrespect I say
F.U.N., When they trippin, look them in the eye
and say F.U.N., when they get the picture they
might go for they gun, they been hatin on me from
day one! F.U.N.'s what ya need to say (Fuck you
Niggas) Got guns on me either way (Fuck you
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Niggas) that's F.U.N. everybody say F.U.N. (Fuck
you Niggas) Say (Fuck you Niggas) Hey (Fuck you Niggas) Alright

[Verse 2:]
Diamonds on my neck, got diamond on my wrists
pierced diamond in their lips, so its diamonds on
my dick, that's yo chick, know when I rock the
McRick spits sick, she strips quick cuz Ninas big
shit, and you say you ain't even heard nothin new
played, since the calm befor the storm and you
don't like today, that's the reason I gotta tell ya
up fate oo yate, and I'm off in El Paso fuckin a
bitch up in Guanalou Bay; I'm straight F.U.N with
it, you niggas done did it, dumbshit.. is when ya
compare me my nigga Young with it (Cha) Now ain't
that sum shit-it, we two different things, with
two different schemes, but be off on yo ladies
tongue with it, and I have her so sprung, when ya
hate for nothin nigga we can get to bustin and
puffin air out of your lung, that's how the mole
run, I be like so stunned when you don't even rep
respect I so I go F.U.N.!

[Chorus:]

[Verse 3:]
Give me my props nigga, who you know got them
yellin KC, MO overseas makin Europe straight hop
nigga, I need a answer man, you a cancer man, and
I'm rockin shippers, and Switzerland, and
Amsterdam; Ask Snoop Dog, he will tell you all
that I'm too tall to be studyin any of you goof
balls, so gone you never find Nina like blue
drawls, except on billboard or Post-Star so fuk(e)
ya'll.. I don't care where ya go all around the
world, if you tell them... you from Kansas City.
The first thing they gone say is "Do you know Tech
N9ne?" and you better jeff and say "Thats the
Kansas City King, I love him!"

[Chorus:]
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