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Tech N9ne - Bad Season - Table and Chest Stress
Bad Season
01. Bad Season (skit)
02. Table and Chest Stress
03. Sex to the Beat
04. No More Music by the Suckas
05. Bad Season
06. Somethin’ to See
07. Ego Trippin’
08. All Day All Night
09. Livin’ Like I’m Dyin’
10. Down for the Block
11. Lick Your Teeth
12. Losin’ My Mind
13. Curious (What Up Wit Ya Girl)
14. Speed of Sound (a cappella)
15. Blammers and Burners (a cappella)
16. Move (a cappella remix)
Yo!
I'm about to take it back to sixth grade on y'all
When I ain't had no beats
I just beat on the table and my chest
Like this

I'm here to give you my table and chess stress
Life is so full of fear like an A-I-D-S test
When you're covered in wet sex
With no glove you just vexed
Because life is so less blessed
Feel like death is the best bet

I'm here to give you my table and chest stress
Life is so full of fear like an A-I-D-S test
When you're covered in wet sex
With no glove you're just vexed
Because life is so less blessed
Feel like death is the best bet

I mean, ain't no way up out of this dream
Nowhere to skip a scene not with all them demons stuck on the screen
So, many unrest I bring serene living within means green
But things seem bleak
I'm be esteemed for the kings team
Major corporations firin' I feel obligated to hire 'em
Higher desired I'm wired my empire is tiresome
But if she fly I'll invite her to my asylum
Alum-alumni find relaxation off in a bonsai
This bad season got me in my past sneezin'
Seeing the motherfucka singin' taking a nina away but I guess they had reasons
'Till I had freakin' ash leakin' nap seepin' Crash deacon
Givin' a sermon off my sick and twisted class teachin'
You see now this ain't no fuckin' freestyle
My people startin' to eat now with the Angela Yee gal and Phillip Chow
Niggas is ready to freak out
Yeah, I got a little money to piece out
To some but the rest be plottin' on me wanna stick me up like a decal

I'm here to give you my table and chest stress
Life is so full of fear like an A-I-D-S test
When you're covered in wet sex
With no glove you're just vexed
Because life so less blessed
Feel like death is the best bet

I'm here to give you my table and chest stress
Life is so full of fear like an A-I-D-S test
When you're covered in wet sex
With no glove you're just vexed
Because life is so less blessed
Feel like death is the best bet

My Hungarian honeys locked up for manslaughter
Now her mother and father can't even hug their damn daughter
Such an insane part of life when life really became harder
Only way they saw me in jail was to visit Dwayne Carter
Then I'm off in Spain sort of lame 'cause no dame saw us
Never did play with the labia
All I ate was paella
Then ex bitches it's all part of the Tech riches
So, I get vicious, they know I keep with the best bitches
Then I sex with it
To bend her over the table is less stress
With no bra and her breast on the table her chest pressed
My people fallin' while I continue to jet set
But I got the power to bless
The beat bangin' yea Tech nigga