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    "Worldwide Choppers" Lyrics

    feat. Busta Rhymes, Ceza, D-Loc, Twista and Yelawolf

    Genre:Hip-Hop, Rap
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    [Ceza - Translation in brackets]
    Sen kalk, bir minik mikrofonunu getir (Get up, get your microphone)
    Bak jak burada mikrofonuna tak (Look, here is the jack, connect you mic)
    Kağıt kalem bir de ilham alınacak
    (And here is the paper and the pen, we're gonna get inspired)
    Tam gaz choppers, havada düşman avına çıkalım
    (No stop choppers are in the air, let's hunt enemies)
    Akalım, haydi bu battle'ı kazanalım (Let's go, let's win this battle)

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

    [Tech N9ne]
    Follow me, all around the planet, I run the gamut on sickology
    They can never manage, we do damage with no apology
    Pick 'em off they panic, a little manic 'cause I gotta be
    Frantic, I'ma jam it 'cause I'm an oddity
    Gobble the track up like I'm grubbin at mama nakas
    I can pop at you proper, 'cause I'm partners wit' Waka Flocka
    Gimme the top of hip-hop and watch 'im make 'em rock
    With a show-stopper, chakras poppin' off the (Worldwide Choppers)
    If you anybody, you notice it
    Tech is the pinnacle, not a identical soul is it
    Loaded cold as the polar get wrote it quick and they quoted it
    Yo it exploded the flow behold it cause when the motor spit.
    Abadea abadea never ta get free of the real
    Better ya just kneel to me or ready to get near my heals
    Gimme the knock and I'ma chop, but he came and he went tomorrow
    But I'ma lock it down and hop in the pocket like empanadas

    Hit 'em up and get 'em up, I ain't done, I ain't did enough
    Trip it when I rip it, I be the ish when I spit 'em up
    Sorta like I was liquored up and backin' up in the gut
    Everybody be knowin' I be actin' up when I bust
    From Missouri to Canada, I be keepin' the stamina
    If you never been a fan of the man, the brand is unanimous
    Can I cuss? F*ck anybody, Tech is calamitous
    Leave 'em in the dust, ain't nobody tough when I'm standin up.

    Tech is hostile, he's awful
    He really be wicked when he be off in a bottle
    You wit' it, you dig it, you never lost thee apostle
    He sick and he give it the Poe and toss in Picasso
    Killin' everybody off is the motto
    And I be the only chopper that's tossed in a brothel
    You said it's pathetic, my head is off in a taco
    I sped and you bled and you in a coffin when I go

    I'm light years
    Ahead of my peers
    Want some, you can come bring it right here
    Can't clown me
    Don't come 'round me
    Bow down, I was crowned when they found me


    Check it, I'm ahead of 'em, chop it up with the veteran
    A legend developin', they gotta tell him it's evident
    Gotta notice an elephant, none of you n*ggas relevant'
    You delicate, I'm lovin' every second of this


    [Uso - Translation in brackets]
    De vil alle tjekke når vi lægger det
    (They will all check it when we lay it)
    Kommer ind og smækker det beatet jeg vækker det
    (Coming in and smashing it, the beat, I'm waking it)
    I ved hvad der kommer ud af min mund
    (You know what's coming out of my mouth)
    Hænger med de vildeste gutter (Hanging with the coolest guys)
    Det minder mig om vi stikker det af (It reminds me that we're torching it)
    For de kalder mig alle vild worldwide chopper
    (Cause they all call me wild worldwide chopper)


    What if I ran into you with a Pogo stick?
    Hopped up on top of you rappers like a Jehovah's Witness?
    With a photo of Jesus and a paper pamphlet
    And I threw up a rejection like I was playin' Hamlet?
    Syllable burnin', that internal damage
    Swing, batter, batter, but then I lay back on a hammock
    Under an oak tree, like I was peelin' pecans
    But instead, I'm peelin' rappers' heads, makin' a sam-a-wich
    Pick up a .22 and put a bullet inside of a
    Motherf*cker from inside a 1987 box
    I'm headed up, yeah, headed for bucks
    F*ck 'em all, make 'em feel my dread like I had a head of locks
    Feel every bump, like you had dead shocks
    But I hopped on the f*ckin' beat and I worldwide chopped
    Wanna f*ck with Tech N9ne, roll up the pine and
    Smoke a beat with Mr. Busta Rhymes, well, sure, why not?
    Really don't need to show any more of my cock
    But I run across the stadium in a pair of your socks
    In a trenchcoat with the pencil and a watch
    Then drop a verse before you can focus to read the clocks
    Slumerican is out of control
    Heat it up, beat it up, then I gotta go
    But I'm a dump truck, 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 peers
    Want some, you can come bring it right here
    Can't clown me
    Don't come 'round me
    Bow down, I was crowned when they found me

    Twista! (Chicago)

    Like I gotta focus up in my rhythm
    Or loosen the venom and hit 'em and give 'em astig-a-ma-tism
    And then I'ma spit 'em somethin' so full of vengeance
    That everybody'll wanna devour the pieces of my enemies
    'cause of cannibalism
    Breakin' 'em off into particles, they get in a predicament
    That be never reversible 'cause a n*gga be too versatile
    Makin' you nervous, you could never compete with the colonel
    I burn you, I'm an immortal, and that's the reason I murder you
    Focus on my hocus pocus and make a likkle magic
    After I wreck and check ya, then ya best pick a better habit
    'Cause I'm an anomaly, able to give a lobotomy
    To any motherf*cker challengin' my astronomy
    Hoppin' out, I don't stop when the flame stone
    Now one of the most popular choppers and my name's known
    Throwin' it up in the air, takin' it there
    We W-W-C, if you can't keep up, shoulda stayed home
    My-my-my alien knowledge be makin' other astronomers
    Welcome to Los Angeles, a discovery of paleontology
    So play me and I'ma be shinin' on them haters
    I'm finna be usin' it as energy, watch how radiant I'ma be
    Like a helicopter when the words fly
    Entire families all the way out to you girl die
    If I catch you f*ckin' with the most intricate lyricists
    Or even try to stop us 'cause we choppers and we worldwide
    And I'm

    I'm light years
    Ahead of my peers
    Want some, you can come bring it right here
    Can't clown me
    Don't come 'round me
    Bow down, I was crowned when they found me

    (New York)

    [Busta Rhymes]
    See now they ask when I'ma stomp on my dude
    And when I'ma cock it and pop it, and what I'ma drop on my dude
    Inevitably, its that I'ma be the most incredible dude
    To ever spit on the record and put it together, my dude
    And then they ask "What in the world is you provin'?
    What, when you already the best? And what the hell is he doin'?"
    Well, I'ma be choppin' and cuttin' and breakin' and beatin' and shakin'
    And f*ckin' everything up 'til there ain't no further mistakin'
    And bustin' everything up like a f*ckin' angry Jamaican
    And shuttin' everything up, 'specially the ones who be hatin'
    They lovin' everything until I got 'em stutterin' stupid
    You hear 'em now? "D-d-d-d-don't do-do-do-do it!
    P-P-P-Please? Wh-wh-wh-why you gotta t-try us?
    W-w-w-w-we already know that you be the nicest!"
    And now I'ma come and kill 'em, get 'em, hit 'em, and finish 'em
    And bang 'em in the head and diminish 'em, and then I'll
    Hit 'em again at a minimum, repeat it comin' to killin' 'em
    Then he be gotta be drillin' 'em, thinkin' "They gotta be feelin' 'im!"
    Spittin' lithium, see the way a n*gga be spillin' 'em?
    And gettin' 'em stupid to the point where there's no forgivin' 'im?
    Hopin' you're listenin' and you're payin' attention
    And you're witnessin' the way that I be christenin the mic
    And gettin' in the zone, I be flattenin' and packin' in
    People from the front to the back and
    They got me actin' a fool, I'm black and n*gga
    Now I'm home!

    I'm light years
    Ahead of my peers
    Want some, you can come bring it right here
    Can't clown me
    Don't come 'round me
    Bow down, I was crowned when they found me

    (Kansas City)

    Like fire annihilate me father retire instantly
    I'm choppin', don't call me Michael Myers in my vicinity
    The way I be killin' 'em with rhythm, it get illegitimate
    The killa will finish and end any predicament
    And the enemies in the vicinity, I gotta mack up
    They know they can never get wit' me whenever they mention me
    The hands of a lyrical criminal, more deadly than chemicals
    Check my resume, they say that your boy's biblical


    [Twisted Insane]
    I hit em with venom when I get up in em I bend em and
    send em and you can feel me
    Diggin' up in your brain and bringin' the pain, they often wanna kill me
    Fillin' 'em with that fury, get up and hurry, you can feel the real me
    Comin' in wit' that shit, I'm havin' a fit, and you will never peel me
    Off of you when I'm on top of you, I got the drop on you
    And poppin' often hit 'em up wit' a bullet to the (Brain!)
    You can look into the eyes of a heathen, breathin', you're fiendin'
    And dreamin' to find a demon, name insane, I'm a worldwide (Chopper)Z
    • submitted on December 7th, 2011
    • corrected on June 2nd, 2012
    • written by Ausamah Saeed, Michael Wayne atha, Damario epps, Michael johnson, Bilgin ozcalkan, Trevor smith, Jason Michael varnes, Carl Terrell mitchell, Summers summers, Aaron Dontez yates
    • copyright with Lyrics © Warner/chappell Music, Inc.

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