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Tech N9ne, Krizz Kaliko & Robert Rebeck - Killer - Can’t Shake It
Killer
Disc 1
01. Dr. Frazier’s Office (intro skit)
02. Like Yeah
03. Wheaties
04. Everybody Move
05. Get the Fuck Outta Here
06. The Waitress
07. Crybaby
08. Shit Is Real
09. Blackboy
10. Pillow Talkin’
11. Paint a Dark Picture
12. Hope for a Higher Power
13. Worst Case Scenario (skit)
14. Psycho Bitch II
15. Poisonous
16. Too Much
Disc 2
01. I Love You but Fuck You
02. One Good Time
03. Drill Team
04. Beat You Up
05. Let’s Go
06. Why You Ain’t Call Me
07. Seven Words
08. The Sexorcist (Infomercial)
09. Killa Call (skit)
10. Enjoy
11. Elbow Macaroni (skit)
12. I Am Everything
13. Happy Ending
14. Can’t Shake It
15. Holier Than Thou
16. Last Words
Another piece that I wrote, about me
Being stuck in my ways, yeah

And I can't give up what I'm in love with
I guess I'm a mess and I just can't shake it
I just can't change what I am
What it I do to be so wrong?
Could it be so different?

Is there a remedy?
Will you be forgivin' me?
Cause this ain't, my life, or the way it was 'sposed to be
I'm waitin' here for you to come and tell me
What I do so wrong?

Listen to me, this talent was given to me
By his omnipotence so dig it music is livin' through me
Even through prisons I've arisen he big and is in movies
Ism if is is a hit, the vision is in beauty for women

When I'm writin' I'm winnin', so excitin' I'm grinnin'
Then you strike an now the fights are beginnin'
I gotta be sharp as a knife when I'm on the mic an you sinnin'
By stiflin' my spinnin' what imaginary life has you been in

By thinkin' you be the reason, no speakin' to you this evenin'
I'm deep in this music reachin' for the piEce I dilute the season
But you be illin' cause my attention you truly stealin'
Pursue the millions, come in second-would you be willin'?

Don't think so, you be thinkin' time an I think dough
Love is what you need from me but in time it'll shrink mo
Cause I be on the grind for this rhyme an the ink flow
I go for mine an you think its a crime an I think "whoa"

An I can't give up what I'm in love with
But I guess I'm a mess an I just can't shake it
I just can't change what I am
An I can't give up what I'm in love with
But I guess I'm a mess an I just can't shake it
I just can't change what I am

Everything in my closet is black, white an red
Most of my homies was bosses but got life or dead
Now I move in they shadows but I got the mic an bread
But this life it seem ya destiny is a knife or lead

Yes I was brought up in a Cristian house
But my mother marryin' a Muslim threw the Christian out
An what they did to Malcom X threw the Islam out
So my homies with money seemed to be the glistenin' route

What I found was funerals and I found it was real friends
But I paid attention and then I found that it was real men
Takin care of their families automatically built in
Riskin' they life in the street as long as the wheel spin

So, what I gathered from it is simply my prerogative
I only wish the organization was more positive
I maintain, and continue to gain thangs
I bust an I claim Strange but I'm reppin' that gang bang

An I can't give up what I'm in love with
But I guess I'm a mess an I just can't shake it
I just can't change what I am
An I can't give up what I'm in love with
But I guess I'm a mess an I just can't shake it
I just can't change what I am

An I can't give up what I'm in love with
But I guess I'm a mess an I just can't shake it
I just can't change what I am
An I can't give up what I'm in love with
But I guess I'm a mess an I just can't shake it
I just can't change what I am

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