Tech N9ne – It’s About Drive It’s About Power

Tech N9ne – It’s About Drive It’s About Power Lyrics

Artist: Tech N9ne
Song: It’s About Drive It’s About Power

Rumble, they gon’ take yo’ face off
Spirit of a lion describes my soul
Give it up to zion then my fire grows
Wishing of a riot inside my lobe

Am i trippin’? it’s the highest when i fight my foes!
Bip, i’ma hit ’em with this, you ’bout to get yo’ #ss kicked
My technique is so sick, i’m ’bout to make the hit quick
Whole lotta muscle (chea) you don’t wanna be in a tussle (chea)

Better than me? that’s rubble
You want trouble? what’s up though? (chea)
Feelings hot to kill a top gorilla
Drop and kneel to pops, i grilled the opp

For real, ya clock, it yield and stop
Ya will is shot, the deal was knock ya ’til ya plop
I got the hell comin’ yo way (chеa)
You softer than a thing of yoplait

Never compеtitive with the better kid, i go cray
Gonna be deaded because i fed it to the mo’ graves (chea)
When you wake up in that wet blood
Ain’t no way you ’bout to get up

How you know that i taxed yo’ ass?
‘cause you got the motherf#ckin’ check stub (rrr)
Always gonna have to pay cost
When you steppin’ in my way, boss

When i build steel and you stay soft
You’re gonna punk out when we face off!
Rumble, they gon’ take your face off
They gon’ rumble, they gon’ take your face off

They gon’ rumble, they gon’ take yo’ face off
They gon’ rumble, they gon’ take yo’ face off
They gon’—
Rumble there, young man, they rumble

Run up, get a combo quickly
Help you understand but stay humble (do-do)
Don’t nobody wanna talk about the way of the world
The weight of the world’ll make ’em all crumble

And i might stumble, but i pick myself up
Brush myself off, my thoughts of a g#dd#mn boss (woo)
I am at their neck like i’m malcolm x
Like i’m dr. king, like i’m cornell west

Like i’m huey p., like i’m booker t
Like i’m rosa parks, i’ma need my rest
n#gg#s know what i’m ’bout i’ll run up in yo’ house
Feet up all on your couch, sock you right in your mouth

I ain’t after no clout, it could really go south
I’m prepared to go to battle whenever there is a bout (ah)
I am muhammad
Ali i’m payin’ the homage, policy is to be honest

I take it beyond it though
I can relate to ebonics and really i hate to be ominous
All of your hate is too obvious
I am the hustle, the muscle, i play for the audience

I am a gangster with knowledge
If you wanna enter the ring, i would hate to be opposite
Jab with the right, jab with the left
Jab with the right, now you got ’em all staggerin’

He gon’ come back with the right, back with the left
That’s when you step to the side, now dagger
You gon’ be damned if you do, damned if you don’t
b#stard, i’m like cassius, my swagger

It really don’t matter pardon, i’m hardened
Lawless, the martian kickin’ that jargon (ah)
Rumble, they gon’ take your face off
They gon’ rumble, they gon’ take your face off

They gon’ rumble, they gon’ take yo’ face off
They gon’ rumble, they gon’ take yo’ face off
They gon’—
Barber cape off how i’m giving the fade

Based off the description i gave
Cut the game off, i’m a street fighter
Beat the breaks off like the whip on the stage
Hand out #ss whippings

My plate haters ate off, yeah, get hitler a steak
It’ll be chaos like an emerald chase
When i face off in a nicolas cage
Y-y-y-yeah, i’m living in rage

Punch a p#ss# n#gg# like i’m fisting his babe
I was sitting in the ‘spital, going mental, doc had told me
They’ll forget me but they didn’t, i remember them days
And i don’t wanna be batman, n#gg#, i’m bane

Literally how the venom enters my veins
Since a little one, killa really been sick in the brain
And the more i think about it, my life was twisted, wait
Reminiscing on when mom and dad would wonder

Why they couldn’t reach me like they didn’t have my number
Fighting for my sanity, i never had the hunger
Put a n#gg# underground quick, that’s a bunker
Sh-shock ’em like i’m master’s brother

Better pick your battles, busters halfway under
Hit more times than acupuncture
When it comes to rumbling, i’m afro thunder
Really it be funny when i kick it to you dummies

How i’m grippin’ on the iron when i’m rhyming on the mic
Because it really will get bloody like i’m kicking it with buddies
When i beat a n#gg# up like i was iron n#gg# mike
I tell ’em they don’t wanna tussle, when i’m at ’em, they gon’ drop

Bet you that he stumble when i jab him then i cross
Leave a n#gg# humble like, “damn” when kenny dropped
‘cause really we can rumble like jackie in the bronx
We gon’—

Rumble, they gon’ take your face off
They gon’ rumble, they gon’ take your face off
They gon’ rumble, they gon’ take yo’ face off
They gon’ rumble, they gon’ take yo’ face off (chyeah)

It’s about drive, it’s about power, we stay hungry, we devour
Put in the work, put in the hours and take what’s ours
Black and samoan in my veins, my culture bangin’ with strange
I change the game so what’s my motherf#ckin’ name? (rock)

What they gonna get though?
Desecration, defamation, if you wanna bring it to the masses
Face to face now we escalatin’ when i have to put boots to asses
Mean on ya like a dream when i’m rumblin’

You’re gonna scream, “mama”
So bring drama to the king brahma (then what?)
Comin’ at ya’ with extreme mana (ahoo, ahoo, ahoo)
Thank you, teremana

One take, that’s a wrap
Face-off
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Release Year: 2021