Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tech N9ne Collabos
Tech N9ne Collabos
Performer
Courtney Kuhnz
Courtney Kuhnz
Vocals
Liz Suwandi
Liz Suwandi
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tech N9ne Collabos
Tech N9ne Collabos
Composer
Aaron D. Yates
Aaron D. Yates
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael "Seven" Summers
Michael "Seven" Summers
Producer

Lyrics

Now I'm known by the masses 'Cause I've grown to make them smashes On this journey, did many back flips To get your attention, now that I caught it Who do I catch bitch? Real rock, rap and not a Xerox Weird not enough to make ya fear a lot, from here watch I ran scrimmage, and I fought to the damn finish And I popped eyes open without eating me canned spinach My fans in it, constantly tellin' me I can win it If I stand grimace damaging man every damn minute I blended it, expands quick, it slams wicked rhyme Grand spittage, H.A.M. with it, fam dig it's, N9ne Chea! Hard to see me like the background Your rap styles coming softer than a cats meow Red laces, but booted like I'm Iraq bound That frown'll get you ate by my cannibal from Sac Town So relax pal, pat down, gat down, back down, blackout With a fat smile, I might react foul So don't make this cat growl I caught everybody when I spazzed wow, who do I catch now? Who do I catch now? Maybe those who can't get with the rap sound I caught the industry, who do I catch now? Who do I catch now? Maybe those who told me to put the rap down I caught the whole world, who do I catch now? I caught wreck, AND THEN I caught checks AND THEN I caught press, AND THEN I caught sex, YES And no permanent diseases were caught when I caught that Now the games been offset, 'cause I'm strange in a lost mess I caught a lot of shit being different, they tried to hinder Tech By calling him devil worshiper, surfaced up on the internet My temper gets grimmer just as winter sets, I'm a venter, yes And I can't forget when the finger pressed triggers, I can't remember that I caught stars attention, N9na had a large ascension So high the lord is squintin', (NOPE), I mean y'all are squintin', (OKAY) 'Cause I'm tall as Pippen, (NOPE), got a flawless vision, (OKAY) On a lawless mission, (NOPE), 'cause I'm ballish pimpin', (YEAH!) Best believe I caught fades Never homie soft made, I'm active, no off days And I got boss paid with music, I caught babes And I even caught gays before they all caught AIDS Who do I catch now? Maybe those who can't get with the rap sound I caught the industry, who do I catch now? Who do I catch now? Maybe those who told me to put the rap down I caught the whole world, who do I catch now? I hit a pot of gold, with the harder flow You haters oughta know, that we are the MO This is my land, you in my hand and you's a particle And I see you marvel over the fact I caught Tha Carter IV So that means I caught Martians already And you talk shit about that, because often y'all petty And because you jelly sicklin', its costing y'all Bettys To get tossed in our headache 'cause we lost in tall fetty Ayy, you catch the vapors 'cause N9na, he catch hoes And you non believers are funny people, like Seth Rog Better pay attention, 'cause if you simpin' ya get froze And I'ma leave you with a wet nose, when I'm ripping they catch colds When I'm rippin', they catch colds? Ay, that make sense, don't it, Ben? Lyrically, I'm cold blooded They be like "ah-ah-choo!" Who do I catch now? Maybe those who can't get with the rap sound I caught the industry, who do I catch now? Who do I catch now? Maybe those who told me to put the rap down I caught the whole world, who do I catch now?
Writer(s): Aaron Yates Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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