Tech N9ne – Lord of Weird Lyrics

shit Fatally spray on these hits Place go like Dave-o, Waco When I ain’t flow, he pray on these tricks I’m the nigga with the spiked hair Painted face with the robe, night scare Many people think ’cause I was quite rare But tonight, there for the nightmare [Bridge] Oh, this is not, lost what I seek (Spirits, spirits, spirits) Oh, this cigar up my sleeve (Spirits, spirits, spirits) I am here to muzzle who Those who think their hustle new They’re not any trouble to the L.O.W. [Chorus] Oh, Lord This thing is So (Weird, weird) yours So bring it Home, Lord This thing is So (Weird, weird) yours… Read More

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