Letra Constantly Dirty de Tech N9ne original

Feat. 57th Street Rogue Dog Villians Tech talking> Yeah man... Niggaz think it's all peaches and cream Shit's hard right now man, it's real shit.. Me and my road dogs man on this one We stay constantly dirty, grittin for our shit y'know what I'm sizzlin? Chorus> - 2X Ain't nobody every gave me nothin, I'm on my own I was down and dirty when I was young but now I'm grown And I continue to struggle ya heard me Me and my niggaz in the course and we constantly dirty Big Scoob> Ain't nobody ever gave me a thang in my lifetime So I'm on my own, standin strong, holdin chrome Disrespect my Villians, get 'em gone, early mo'n On the co'n, get my hustle on I stays dirty - chippin, choppin, flippin birdies I'm pushin' thirty, vision clear, I'm never blurry Plottin plans, strategic mission, I'm on my toes I stays with fam my mans, to shake these fkin foes Lord knows all the different situations, trials and tribulations Aggrevations that a nigga's facin I get complacent that's my ass, I'm a memory They spillin liquor on the curb when they mention me But they're ain't no fear in me, get it how you live That's if you hearing me then dug down and dig Lace your boots man, prepare for the struggle Stay in them trenches, hella dirty, grit and hustle Chorus> - 2X Bakarii> Nigga... I got a pocket full of G's, I'm constantly servin My Nina knock him to his knees, I'm constantly dirty Super Villian, check my powers, I get the early worm Chop with choppers, lose the coppers with just a single turn True to life, through the mic, they got me tellin stories With the fame and the lights, I feed my territory Gutter livin with precision, them busters know they phony Flip my profit keep on rockin it for my dead homies They wanna follow my shadow and waddle in the mud It's the infallible cannibal with the dirty gloves 'Absolute' with this 'Power' they call me realistic Savage Bakarii still comin up off that fetal living Givin my life, to the night, on the dirty All my might, when it's right, then I strike on them early Twisted like livin dirty, super savage, I'm out to get that bread Gutter livin; that's my habit until I rest my head Chorus> - 2X T-Will> Which one of y'all can I holla at when it's time to pay rent? And who you think's gonna loan me money when my last bread is spent? I got an even shorter list of people to call on when I'm in a pinch So I might just walk around with my jaws clenched like The Grinch I'm, headed for trouble 'cause I can't sit here and struggle How do I bubble if I don't get out and hustle? I'm in the wind put the spud on my muzzle Put on my hood, grab my gloves and my shovel Tie up my boots because the mud it gets thick And hit a lick so quick, they think I love this shit It's real life gutter livin, nigga comin straight from the brain Some handle the pressure and others break from the pain It's been fifteen other damnedest and ain't nothin changed but the weather Times' still gettin harder and niggaz can't stick together All through my teens, my twenties, even when I'm thirty T-Will'll be gritty, grimey, constantly dirty... Chorus> - 2X Tech N9ne> Yo! Ain't nobody gave me nothin but God He gave me talent, these civilians perpetrating the fraud That point is valid, got niggaz sayin they made me The only thing that was made was music 'cause nobody ever properly paid me Don't get it twisted, that little money was appreciated It got me out there again, glad that's alleviated But the nigga that say I didn't have a followin before Mitchell Bade hit the streets must be inebriated Soon as Mitch hit, it hit! Because we some talented motherfkers but they still talk shit Keep that shit low black - that shit be getttin back to a nigga that will fight for you at the drop of a hat I tried to tell 'em, let me do this here They talkin like they don't want Nina gettin through this year I'm still strugglin hard, how can niggaz disregard? I'm thirty! Watch what you say when you speak to little birdies I'm constantly dirty... Chorus> - 2X Constantly dirty.. constantly dirty.. 4x> Chorus> - 1X