Cursed Lyrics

I was born in seventy-one

In seventy-two I started to walk

Seventy-three

Seventy-four

Seventy-five

I learned to talk

Seventy-six I tried sexing

That was around the age of five

Seventy-seven

Seventy-eight

And seventy-nine

I started to ride

With my

Uncle Ike

In eighty and eighty-one

I was about ten

But the first time a little chick

Made me cum

Was eighty-two

Or eighty-three

My life really came alive

In eighty-four

I was thirteen

But

Nineteen eighty-five's

The number

I met this bitch

Who told me if I got tight with her

Together we would grow rich

Type of chick

That'll make a brother

Feel good inside

In my mind when I'm sleep

Woke

When I walk

When I ride

Getting to me in the classroom

Used to follow me into the bathroom

And I loved it

She was wild

And everyday

People bore me

Captivate

Activate my hormones

When you speak to me

Softly

Offer me

A piece of you

Cause

Me so horny

She let me foreplay

And that's it

She said

If I would rap

And make some dollars for us

Maybe I can get a hit

I was writing

Then I found myself fighting

For the juices

When I found out

That our little agreement's

Non-exclusive

Ah damn

She let celebrity status hit

So I'm thinking of tactics

How to leave ran down

Prophylatics

On the mattress

So I practice

Hoping to stuff my fat dick

In this rap bitch

Knowing when I stuff my cactus

In that catfish

Imma flat shit

She's turning me into a killer

Devour fools

I'm powerful

Like Mecha-Godzilla

She said

If I keep rapping

She'll keep clapping

But ain't nobody strapping

Till she see paper

And then we'll see what's happening

And I hear her say

[hook]

You heard of Tech

He's like the best

He built his nest

In the Midwest

The boy can flow

And he be busting like

Boom boom

It's like I'm stuck

I feel I'm cursed

About to load the N9na

Tech cause in a sec

I'm finna be busting like

Boom boom

[repeat]

[2nd Verse]

Ninety-three

She invited me

To a party in L.A.

So popular

She introduced me to

2Pac the next day

She took me to this party

In Beverly Hills

Where me and Chris Tucker

Couldn't get in

Because of our ball caps

And they was all about dollar bills

She was a G

And got us all in for free

Ran into Pac again

She talked about him so tough

I knew she was cocking him

But I never did hate

Because I knew

Heated sex

Was our fate

As I got clever

And a lot better

She started letting me and my boysTech N9Ne - Cursed - http://motolyrics.com/tech-n9ne/cursed-lyrics.html

Hit together

Me and Pac hit the slot

Now it's out in the open

Didn't take long

To make her get it on

Came on strong

And Thugs Get Lonely too

Was our slogan

She wanted me

And Chino XL

But he backed off

And said that's hell

He don't dip into every female

Waiting to exhale

With a

Wet tail

Wish I could be with baby

Daily

But I recall

The Veteran Click saying

Tech

Don't turn a tramp into your

Lady

I don't know why

I want this bitch

She always dis and

Won't let me

Showcase my shit

This bitch is driving N9na

Crazy

[Hook]

You heard of Tech

He's like the best

He built his nest

In the midwest

And he be busting like

Boom boom

It's like I'm stuck

I feel I'm cursed

About to load the N9na

Tech cause in a sec

I'm finna be busting

Boom boom

[repeat]

[3rd Verse]

Fuck this

I'm ready for

One on one ruckus

Still she like

Don't touch this

When I'm alone with her

It's on

When the bone hit her

Get her

Hoeing off in L.A.

With my folks

Me and Yuk, Phats, Gonz

L Q Max Key

Hella knocking your back out

Bitch

Long strokes

You a nympho

Who the pimps though

Me and Roger Troutman

Had you at Juan Momma house

Shouting

Through the talk box

You exhaust cocks

And you ought not

Ever get caught hot

Why she always gotta have the vault lock

Kinda mad when I really

Thought back

Me and Rza hit that ass

On the video set

Why did we hit

Raw

Bitch told us

How she fucked

Eminem

Kool G

KRS

Monch

Exhibit and

All

Type a niggas

When Felony fucked

He said

What what what what

I was next in line

Right after he busted his

Nut nut nut nut

I heard

My homey Rodney say

She want me and Lynch to hit

Sac and MO dick

And she said she wanted it so bad

Cause we so sick

I saw you at 92.3

The Beat

With Jay-Z and Damon

I know at times

I'm hella complex

But now Imma put it in lamens

I wanna fuck you

Not with Jimmy Jam

Not with Terry Lewis

Not with Quincy Jones

Not with QD3

Just me and you

And Imma show you all the things

That I can do

Go platinum plus

Get trapped in your lust

So I'm hoping me and you can

Bang bang

I know you're a groupie hoe

But I still

Want your coochie though

Before I go

I want you to tell these people

Your name

Rap Game

Tech N9ne Cursed