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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tech N9ne
Tech N9ne
Performer
Corey Taylor
Corey Taylor
Vocals
GreatDaeg
GreatDaeg
Vocals
Korey Lloyd
Korey Lloyd
Electric Guitar
Marcus Hopson
Marcus Hopson
Vocals
Ben Cybulsky
Ben Cybulsky
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Corey Taylor
Corey Taylor
Songwriter
Aaron D. Yates
Aaron D. Yates
Songwriter
Daeg Faerch
Daeg Faerch
Songwriter
Korey Lloyd
Korey Lloyd
Songwriter
Michael Summers
Michael Summers
Songwriter
Marcus Hopson
Marcus Hopson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Summers
Michael Summers
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Entering my personal space with the intent to harm
May be a direct ticket down under
Not to be confused with Australia and New Zealand
This ticket is usually issued after your reaction to the bitch slap
[Verse 2]
Somebody go hit the coroner, it's been a mishap
This was a real altercation and no fucking diss rap
Thinkin' 'bout fuckin' with us and you takin' the big nap
All of the drama because of dishonor, you got it because of the bitch slap
Everybody's got an expiration date
But you runnin' your mouth can make your date arrive faster
You come up in my circle with that other shit
I'm sure that we can help you out and take you to your master, let's go
[Verse 3]
Bitch slap
Quick cap
Bitch slap
Quick
[Verse 4]
Phonk is the condition, won't give up submission
Wrong as fuck for hissin' at the throne that buss the clip and hush the trippin'
That a strong enough description? You don't listen, you're slippin'
This expression doesn't apply to women, just the men
When utterly sinnin', gonna be winnin' souls within 'em when I blast those
'Specially if you don't see no kinda grinnin' after you lip in the beginning
Up shit creek is where you swimmin', you asshole
[Verse 5]
Bitch slap
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Bitch slap
Quick
[Verse 6]
GreatDaeg
Talkin' all your shit, cut the crap
I don't do the chit chat, I bitch slap
You big cap, you big mad
You need a hand but you gon' get this bitch slap
Look me in my face, look me in my eyes
Little Myers flow but I don't need the knife
These hands ain't no joke, make a devil cry
I know it's hard for you to do but bitch don't kill my vibe
You can get it too, get
[Verse 7]
Bitch slapped
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Bitch slap
Quick
[Verse 8]
By the time you hear the truth, the streets will burn
Anyone of note can quote a suicide, To Whom It May Concern, I betcha
Motherfucker is a prodigal landmine
Intermediate is never gonna never mind
I'm fallin' down a fucking flight of stairs again, Jesus fucking Christ
Painted with the blood of everyone who had it comin'
Don't ignore me, God you bore me with your indecisive sermons
I'm tired, tired, of avoiding what must still be said
Stolen from the hands of those gathered, show me where you stand on this matter
[Verse 9]
Bitch slap
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Bitch slap
Quick
[Verse 10]
Ay, yo Tech, hold up
I got something to say on this shit real quick, man
Yo
[Verse 11]
At it again, let me find out you been yappin' your lips
That's an offense
I ain't gon' stand for this shit, I'm throwin' Colin Kaepernick fits
I'll gladly assist you and spit in your face, I'll dismantle your tissue
The issues I bring are as tragic as missiles equipped to repay enemies with the pain
Is you afraid? Probably
So, bitch, I'm rowdy and trotting where don't nobody go
Linin' haters up, eeny-meeny-miny-mo
Now he goes adios
Then I reload the beast mode then behold the king's throne
Get D-Bo'd and be gone
If you don't wanna get bitch slapped, don't leave home ****
[Verse 12]
Bitch slap
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Bitch slap
Quick
[Verse 13]
Bitch slap
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Bitch slap
Quick
Written by: Aaron D. Yates, Corey Taylor, Daeg Faerch, GreatDaeg, Korey Lloyd, Marcus Hopson, Michael Summers
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