WorldWide Choppers Verse (Tech N9ne Remix) by Troy Smits published on 2012/10/09 18:03:47 +0000 Just a short little verse I did over Tech's WorldWide Choppers instrumental. LYRICS: I am Elevated, like I stated, I'm slated, I'm faded I hate it, I made it I created my life but that don't mean that I'ma pace it or rate it offa the greatest, cause they're weighted so I am anticipatin a fight. that is why I keep my windows closed at night, they go and hide, always try to reap my fright, i'm cold inside, infectious like a free suprise, they're older lies, starin at me Evil Eyes, no. Methodically I murder menaces out there in Madison, I had a sin, got rid of it, so yeah I had to win, Caucasian, it's amazin, bout to make a white rapper a fuckin fad again. Ya'll better start packin all your fuckin bags again, all white on like I'm reppin for the Vatican, I excel in everything that others always lackin in, Ya'll just got it in, I done had it in.. Yeeah. Who in here's really tryna fuck with WestGrove, Strapped up ridin heavy okay let's go, I got it all baby call me Tesco, You ain't never seen this is it like a test zone, Everybody sayin that they got the best throne, Or braggin bout how they got their checks blown, I don't want none of that naw I just wanna red bone.