Comfortable
I feel comfortable here
Comfortable here
Comfortable here
Yo, I'm comfortable doing work in the studio
I'm comfortable giving fans an unruly show
Even if I gotta take a voyage like Coolio
To rocket I'm with it but outside that shit is bootyhole
No interviews with Tech Nina unless you well versed
On what I done after so many years how we sell work
Even in this climate we climbing as high as inhaled perp
But you don't know that I'm the new and a throwback, so wack
I hate doing radio but I do it well
And it's done 'cause the pushing for N9ne and crew to sell
But I get up on the establishment
Never got the music we have the shit
What I want to do is straight jabbing kick temples to his tail
So if you sinning me now you take me to us bun
And if you think 'cause I'm bitching Tech N9na buzz done
Check it I ain't tryna do no early interviews
Unless it's Sway, Johnny Dare, or Bubba of the Love Sponge
Comfortable
I feel comfortable here
Comfortable here
Comfortable here
I feel comfortable here
Comfortable here
Comfortable here
Ay I like The Breakfast Club, there Tech gets love
Murs, Stevie, Mayday, JL, even CES get plugged
I fuck with Double XL Vanessa is thug
They know when I come through
It's Travis and coming next is Muggs
Saying no to you radio personalities who
Wanna waste the time you get nothing, but cursing out at me true
Some of them see us 'cause slacking will hurt them salaries you
Never get my presence you peasants be dirt and cowardly ooh
I can rap woohoo, I got stacks woohoo
Everybody know that so I musta rap on your tracks booboo
They don't fit my flow when I spit I glow
But do I fit to that which is normal in Hip-Hop (No!)
Some bumping the flow to the young pump and a bro
Plump sprung when you go tongue dumb dumb then you grow
But I'm funking with those dumping the pro
Love DX and All-New-Hip-Hop
Everything else? Unbomfortable
I feel comfortable here
Comfortable here
Comfortable here
I feel comfortable here
Comfortable here
Comfortable here
Yo I'm comfortable talking to Mark Alford
He don't make me feel I gotta kneel at a dark altar
His colleagues are cool
Things are jolly and smooth
Everything else it'll be part stupid and part awkward
Do your homework before you talk to a vet
That way you won't get no static coming from Tech
I'm on my own Planet, I'm in my zone dammit
I see a lot of you and wonder just how you drones manage
You niggas done get it all
The wicked you get it delivered to y'all
And give it a negative critic
Know when I spit it them people are giving the calls
Requesting me, I'm blessed and free
You want Tech the G, you must step to me
I ain't begging for no petty press, I'm already set
Done a lot of work with Travis that made our fetty stretch
Even though I'm Michael Myers I still get steady checks
But yo when I'm slicing haters I leave a Freddy mess
From Rocked Rhyme sessions
The top I'm stepping
But I'm no longer stepping in Hot 9-7
To the powers that be
Travel to see the spot N9ne's repping, yeah, comfortable here