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    "Red Nose" Lyrics

    Tech N9ne

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    Genre:Hip-Hop, Rap
    Duration:00:05:29
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    But I ain't about to pay $20,
    000 for no Goddamn DJ to play my motha fuckin' song.
    Nigga, if you like it you play it.
    I've always been like, uh,
    humble dude, but I've come to the realization that,
    and I'm gonna say this. First time I've ever said this
    on camera and I'm a give it to ya'll first.
    Cause I'm truly on like, fuck everybody type shit right
    now. I'm gonna say... no one can beat us makin' music,
    man. WHen I say fuck you niggas,
    you know what I'm sayin? These motha fuckers...

    That's real
    People act a different way with me
    I feel don't nobody wanna play with me
    And that's I'll cause they treat me like a stain on their clothes
    The industry are my foes
    They treat me like I got a red nose, red nose, red nose
    They put me down
    And treat me like I got a red nose, red nose, red nose
    Don't make me clown
    And have to go put on my red nose

    I got my face painted
    Crazed, Ain't it?
    That a black dude lookin like he got a white tattoo
    People thinkin that he way tainted... by evil
    Treat you like fecal
    Wanna beef you when they meet you
    People perceive you to be lethal
    When you ain't see through like tissue
    I feel like the industry givin me vivid stupidy
    When they distribute these fictitious sissies
    When I rip it so serious and wickedly
    No forgivin thee
    When I claim we're Strange
    Everyone tellin I'm insane, were bane
    I'm a independent, talented individual
    Well workin but the industry is the reindeer games
    And they call me Rudolph the Red
    They know I don't rip a mic
    But I chew off the head
    Spit it at the PD's and DJ's and VJ's who be gay
    You fake it, you get threw off a ledge
    It be tough, we snuffing, homie trust me
    Nothing is worse than knowing your beautiful
    But your treated like an ugly duckling
    So I'm Rocky Dennis
    But I'm so polished, Nothing can stop in this
    Bad and the brain ain't no good, It's not replenished
    The fakers who imitate me and mock me finished
    We checked a mill, yes it's real
    Through Strange, I don't need your major record label deal

    That's real
    People act a different way with me
    I feel don't nobody wanna play with me
    And that's I'll cause they treat me like a stain on their clothes
    The industry are my foes
    They treat me like I got a red nose, red nose, red nose
    They put me down
    And treat me like I got a red nose, red nose, red nose
    Don't make me clown and have to go put on my red nose

    They tend to stray away from me because I'm different
    And it's been this way with me ever since I was an infant
    Other kids were jealous
    They say that the look off in my eyes seemed hellish
    Never knowin later on in life, I would relish
    The thought of me ballin, Livin my life and sell it
    I blame it on program directors
    Go and request us, No damn selector
    But if you got a lot of doe, man
    They bless ya, Sure can depress ya
    When you knowin that there ain't nobody better, mane
    Stuck off in the cold when the bad weather came
    Now they gotta see me livin it up and cheddar gain
    Comin up from forever pain to it never rain
    So I throw up the finger to everybody who got a tore up demeanor
    Thinkin that Tecca N9na was sure nuff a dreamer
    But the flow is so heavy, It could show-up Katrina
    Now it's time to take it and you all must face it
    Tech N9na is sacred
    All of you hatin faggots couldn't see me with LASIK
    Red nose, The leader so follow
    "You gotta be ready to get up and go" is the motto
    Made it through everything negative, bravo
    The money that's comin to feel like I won the Lotto
    Now I'm about to put the slay on auto
    Swoop down on the DJ's, Tell 'em all to quit the replays
    Make 'em put Tecca N9na in the Sorado

    That's real
    People act a different way with me
    I feel don't nobody wanna play with me
    And that's I'll cause they treat me like a stain on their clothes
    The industry are my foes
    They treat me like I got a red nose, red nose, red nose
    They put me down
    And treat me like I got a red nose, red nose, red nose
    Don't make me clown and have to go put on my red nose

    I'm comin in, Drivin my short bus
    With it's nose, I don't need a torch up
    Bustin through like the industry's Porsche
    Comin after who ever didn't support us
    Rip down it's bleachers
    I blew up cause my sound is ether
    Underground up done found it's creature
    Not scared of a nigga with clownish features
    I makin a name outside your mainstream
    Real, It wasn't an insane dream
    From the beginning, I really came clean
    You about to see Strange gleam
    Take it over and gain green
    Strange Music and RBC along with Fontana
    We gon' change things

    Now it's so funny
    Cause with money I can fly away
    Or read them haters off in the deepest darkest hide away
    Why do they do me wrong? My music truly strong
    Because I'm different
    All you cowards wanna shoo me gone
    Yes, This is Strange year
    World wide fame's near but the game's queer
    Sometimes I feel like I'm Rudolph the Reindeer
    And the music they said "blows" is on top and the cred grows
    You gonna have to open up the door for the bro with the red nose

    That's real
    People act a different way with me
    I feel don't nobody wanna play with me
    And that's I'll cause they treat me like a stain on their clothes
    The industry are my foes
    They treat me like I got a red nose, red nose, red nose
    They put me down
    And treat me like I got a red nose, red nose, red nose
    Don't make me clown and have to go put on my red nose
    This song was submitted on December 27th, 2009 and last modified on November 5th, 2012.
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