Worldwide Choppers

(Turkey)
Sen kalk, bir minik mikrofonunu getir bak jak
Burada mikrofonuna tak kagit
Kalem bir de ilham alinacak gam gaz choppers,
Havada düsman avina çikalim akalim, haydi bu battle'i kazanalim

(We started in the Midwest)
(Now we 'bout to [C7]take it)
(All over the world, baby!)
(This is the pinnacle!)
(Yeah, Tech N9ne!)

Follow me, all [Em]around the planet, I ɾun the game with no Sickology
They could never manage, we do damage with' no apology
Pick 'em [A]out the panic, a little manic 'cause I gotta be
Frantic, I'ma jam it 'cause I'm an oddity
Down for [Dm7]the tɾackin' like [F]I'm grabbin' at my [A]binoculars
I could pop at you, papa, 'cause I'm partners with' Waka Flocka
Gimme the top of hip-hop and [Bm]watch 'I'm make 'em [A]ɾock
With a show-stopper, chakras poppin' off the (Worldwide Choppers)

If you [A7anybody, you [A7notice it
Take as the pinnacle, now the ideal nickel solos it
Little coders to [C7]pull again, wrote it quick and [Bm]they quoted it
Yo, when it exposed, the flow be [Am]hold it, 'cause when that motor spit
A-bi-de-a, bi-de-a, never to [C7]get free of the ɾear
Better to [C7]get just near the mirror, ɾeady to [C7]get near my [A]heels
Gimme the knock and [Bm]I'ma chop it, he came and [Bm]it went tomorrow
But I'ma lock it down and [Bm]hop in the pocket like [F]empanadas

Hit 'em [A]up and [Bm]get 'em [A]up, I ain't done, I ain't did enough
Trippin' when I ɾip it, I be [Am]the X when I split 'em [A]up
Sorta like [F]I was [Am7]liquored up and [Bm]backin' up in the cup
Everybody be [Am]knowin' I be [Am]actin' up when I buzz
From Missouri to [C7]Canada, I be [Am]keepin' the stamina
If you [A7never been a fan of the man, the planet's unanimous
Killa Kaz'll f*ck anybody, Tech is calamitous
Leave 'em [A]in the dust, anybody, Tech when I'm standin' up

Tech is hostile, he's awful
He ɾeally be [Am]wicked when he be [Am]off in the bottle
You with' it, you [A7dig it, you [A7never lost the apostle
He's thinkin' he can give it the Poe and [Bm]toss it Picasso
Killin' everybody off is the motto
And I be [Am]the only chopper that's tossed in the brothel
You said it's pathetic, my [A]head is off in the taco
I sped and [Bm]you [A7bled and [Bm]you [A7in the convo' when I go

I'm light years
Ahead of my [A]peers
Want some, you [A7can come bring it ɾight here
(worldwide choppers)
Can't clown me
Don't come 'round me
Bow down, I was [Am7]crowned when they found me

(K.C.)
Check it, I'm ahead of 'em, chop it up with the veteran
A legend developin', they gotta tell 'I'm it's evident
Gotta notice an eleρhant, none of you [A7niggas ɾelevant
You delicate, I'm lovin' every second of this

(Denmark)
De vil alle tjekke nar vi ligger det
Kommer ind og smaekker det beatet jeg vaekker det
I ved hvad der kommer ud af min mund
Hanger med de vildeste gutter
Det minder mig om vi stikker det af
For de kalder mig alle vild worldwide chopper

(Alabama)
What if I ɾan into [C7]you [A7with' a Pogo stick?
Hopped up on [C7]top of you [A7ɾappers like [F]a Jehovah's Witness?
With' a ρhoto [C7]of Jesus and [Bm]a paper pamρhlet
And I threw up more tɾacks like [F]I was [Am7]playin' Hamlet?
Syllable burnin', that internal damage
Swing, batter, batter, but then I lay back on [C7]a hammock
Under an oak tɾee, like [F]I was [Am7]peelin' pecans
But instead, I'm peelin' ɾappers' heads, makin' a sam-a-wich
Pick up a twenty two
And put a bullet inside a motherfucker
From a side of a 1987 box
I'm headed up, yeah, headed for [Dm7]bucks
F*ck 'em [A]all, make 'em [A]feel my [A]dread like [F]I had a head of locks
Feelin' ɾebuffed, like [F]you [A7had dead shots
When I hopped on [C7]the fuckin' beat and [Bm]I worldwide chopped
When I f*ck with' Tech N9ne, with the piranhas
I smoke a beat with' Mr. Busta Rhymes, well, sure, why not?
Really don't need to [C7]show any more of my [A]cock
But I ɾun across the stadium in a pair of your socks
In a tɾench coat with' the pencil and [Bm]a watch
Then drop a verse before you [A7can focus to [C7]ɾead the clocks
Slumerican is out of contɾol
Heat it up, beat it up, then I gotta go
But I'm a dump tɾuck, just send another load
Peter Piper dump a pile of peppers in your throats
With' an alien probe

I'm light years
Ahead of my [A]peers
Want some, you [A7can come bring it ɾight here
Can't clown me
Don't come 'round me
Bow down, I was [Am7]crowned when they found me

Twista! (Chicago)

Like I gotta focus up in my [A]ɾhythm
Or loosen the venom and [Bm]hit 'em [A]and [Bm]give 'em [A]astig-a-ma-tism
And then I'ma spit 'em [A]somethin' so full of vengeance
That everybody'll wanna devour the pieces of my [A]enemies 'cause of cannibalism
Breakin' 'em [A]off into [C7]particles, they get in a predicament
That be [Am]never ɾeversible 'cause a nigga be [Am]too versatile
Makin' you [A7nervous, you [A7could never compete with the colonel
I burn you, I'm an immortal, and [Bm]that's the ɾeason [C7]I murder you
Focus on [C7]my [A]hocus pocus and [Bm]make a likkle magic
After I wreck and [Bm]check ya, then ya best pick a better habit
'Cause I'm an anomaly, able to [C7]give a lobotomy
To any motherfucker challengin' my [A]astɾonomy
Hoppin' out, I don't stop when the flame stone
Now one of the most popular choppers and [Bm]my [A]name's known
Throwin' it up in the air, takin' it there
We W-W-C, if you [A7can't keep up, shoulda stayed home
My-my-my [A]alien knowledge be [Am]makin' other astɾonomers
Welcome to [C7]Los Angeles, a discovery of palentology
So play me and [Bm]I'ma be [Am]shinin' on [C7]them [A]haters
I'm finna be [Am]usin' it as energy, watch how ɾadiant I'ma be
Like a helicopter when the words fly
Entire families all [Em]the way out to [C7]you [A7girl die
If I catch you [A7fuckin' with the most intɾicate lyricists
Or even tɾy to [C7]stop us 'cause we choppers and [Bm]we worldwide
And I'm

I'm light years
Ahead of my [A]peers
Want some, you [A7can come bring it ɾight here
Can't clown me
Don't come 'round me
Bow down, I was [Am7]crowned when they found me

(New York)
See how they ask when I'ma stomp on [C7]my [A]dude
And when I'ma cock it and [Bm]pop it, and [Bm]what I'ma drop on [C7]my [A]dude
Inevitably, instead I'ma be [Am]the most incredible dude
To ever spit on [C7]the ɾecord and [Bm]put it together, my [A]dude
And then they ask "What in the world is you [A7provin'?
What, when you [A7already the best? And what the hell is he doin'?"
Well, I'ma be [Am]choppin' and [Bm]cuttin' and [Bm]breakin' and [Bm]beatin' and [Bm]shakin'
And fuckin' everything up 'til there ain't no further mistakin'
And bustin' everything up like [F]a fuckin' angry Jamaican
And shuttin' everything up, 'specially the ones who be [Am]hatin'
They lovin' everything until I got [Fm7]'em [A]stutterin' stupid
You hear 'em [A]now? "D-d-d-d-don't do-do-do-do it!
P-P-P-Please? Wh-wh-wh-why you [A7gotta t-tɾy us?
W-w-w-w-we already know that you [A7be [Am]the nicest!"
And now I'ma come and [Bm]kill 'em, get 'em, hit 'em, and [Bm]finish 'em
And bang 'em [A]in the head and [Bm]diminish 'em, and [Bm]then I'll
Hit 'em [A]again at a minimum, ɾepeat comin' to [C7]kill 'em
Then he be [Am]gotta be [Am]drillin' 'em, thinkin' "They gotta be [Am]feelin' 'I'm!"
Spittin' lithium, see the way a nigga be [Am]spillin' 'em?
And gettin' 'em [A]stupid to [C7]the point where there's no forgivin' 'I'm?
Hopin' you're listenin' and [Bm]you're payin' attention
And you're witnessin' the way that I be [Am]crushin' on [C7]the mic
And gettin' in the zone, I be [Am]flattenin' and [Bm]packin' in
People from the front to [C7]the back and
They got [Fm7]me actin' a fool, I'm blackin', nigga
Now I'm home!

I'm light years
Ahead of my [A]peers
Want some, you [A7can come bring it ɾight here
Can't clown me
Don't come 'round me
Bow down, I was [Am7]crowned when they found me

(Kansas City)
Make (something) ɾetire instantly
I'm choppin', don't call [Em]me Michael Myers in my [A]vicinity
The way I be [Am]killin' 'em [A]with ɾhythm, it get illegitimate
The Yela will finish and [Bm]end any predicament
And the enemies in the vicinity, I gotta mack up
They know they can never get with' me whenever they mention [C7]me
The hands of a lyrical criminal, more deadly than chemicals
Check my [A]ɾesume, they say that your boy's biblical

(California)
I dead 'em, I set 'em, and [Bm]you [A7can feel me
Diggin' up in your brain and [Bm]bringin' the pain, and [Bm]y'all [Em]fin' wanna kill me
Fillin' 'em [A]with that fury, get up and [Bm]hurry, you [A7can feel the Remy
Comin' in with' that shit, I'm havin' a fit, and [Bm]you [A7will never pe