Tech N9Ne – The Virus lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hits ya harder than Thorazine
Shock with a bit of that knockin' [?] Caca bean
Tech gonna eat you minions with some motherfucking fava beans
Running them away like Tyrus
Straight gang nigga like Cyrus
No shiners in my iris
Got me a generation hemmed up with the virus
Infectious while even rolling in your Lexus
G, clear the hexes
Creeps me from here to Texas
Let's get deep
Into the pavement, I be the topic
Ultra-microscopic infected agent
No vaccination, Rapidol
Make that information attachable
Leaving spreading throughout the nation's capitol
Ya spouse may house gate, style they, an about-face
Can't save you from this motherfucking outbreak, the virus
Infects K-I-Ds, rounds twos and threes
All the way up to og's with Alzheimer disease
See Dolores tried immigation
But we don’t need no medication for the sensation
Just the marijuana lacin'
Let the music take your mind, press rewind
The venom is in 'em that Tecca N9ne combined
Let my virus up in you, I love fiends
So open up your pores for daddy
And let me swim through your blood stream

[Chorus]
We don’t need no medication
You can buy this virus, come and try this
Killa style y'all, hits ya like some motherfucking Midol
We don’t need your drugs at all
Send it to you-ous, stronger than boo-oos
Pick and choo-oose, whatever mo-oves you
Junkie ew ew, what ya gonna do-o-o?

[Verse 2]
Nigga you puffin' marijuana, me puffin' marijuana
I'm peeping the futuristic ballistic brain bumma
Hella contagious, you've been fair warned
I got a gang of radio stations making me airborne
No bulimia, leukemia nor sickle-cell anemia
My virus may cause encephalitis
But it may cause panties scream-ia
Make 'em wanna give up the vagin-ia
Tecca Nin-ia plus ya blood stream-ia equals no to me
Needy greedy, but a large amount of you are legimia
I'm spreading shit that'll get you exile
Protect our styles up in the Generation X Files, let's prowl
Through hoes drawers, I told y'all
I'm making rouge dogs, sha-boo-ya-sha-boo-ya
Roll call, bizarre flows, B-R-Os bar codes
Sick individuals that God see and Lord knows
They stay by me 'cause my virus ain't a fake I. D
Snake I be with venom ain't no curing like hiv

[Chorus]
We don’t need no medication
You can buy this virus, come and try this
Killa style y'all, hits ya like some motherfucking Midol
We don’t need your drugs at all
Send it to you-ous, stronger than boo-oos
Pick and choo-oose, whatever mo-oves you
Junkie ew ew, what ya gonna do-o-o?

[Verse 3]
Futuristic Battlestar Galactica, rummage in this
Suffer Lucifer for the busters who fucking with this
Who said I'll awaken the dead
Told me that I would spread like a plague
Arm Leg Leg Arm Head
Infecting you in 2K
The year God conquered the virus but to they
Injected fuck up in ya no matter what who say
Spreading hella fast kickin' ass like juve
Let's party nigga
Ladies lift your dress
This new world rapper got you flashin'
Showin' my bar code on your breast
Science'll keep it going when I'm gone
Cheap in '97 but in '90 Nina Tecca N9ne clones
Hopefully Obi-Wan Kenobi will help me spread it
Out your sockets into your fiber optics
Mr president look around
I got a sea of anarchists to shut this motherfucker down
The virus

[Chorus]
We don’t need no medication
You can buy this virus, come and try this
Killa style y'all, hits ya like some motherfucking Midol
We don’t need your drugs at all
Send it to you-ous, stronger than boo-oos
Pick and choo-oose, whatever mo-oves you
Junkie ew ew, what ya gonna do-o-o?

[Outro]
So what's it gonna be?
So what's it gonna be nigga?
So what's it gonna be?
You gonna take the sixty six, triple eight, ninety nine, three
Tell me what's it gonna be?
So what's it gonna be?
You gonna come with me
And take the sixty six, triple eight, ninety nine, three