Jellysickle Lyrics - Everready: The Religion - Tech N9ne

(Intro: Tech N9ne) 

Hey 

All you haters stop! 

Whew, man 

This beat is uh 

What 

Rick rocker 

T-9 

E-40 

Jellysickle yo 

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(Verse 1: Tech N9ne) 

They hate it when you bubble 

See 'em in they huddles always making trouble (What? Who?) 

Jealous fellas man 

Fall up in the spot and from the jump they don't like me 

Hat to the back and I'm felling real hyphy 

Imma star so I'm in with the belly pistol 

That's cause the haters be sucking on jelly sickles 

That mean the cycle of jealousy's real thick man 

I'm feeling its bout to pop off real quick man 

But I ain't trying to have the fedas come and pinch me 

Cause he's plotting on my cheddar on my minske 

Never tempt me the grench so you better 

never let another nell nother fella come against me 

Off in Missouri its jelly sickle city jealousy 

watching and it ain't the right stare, right mares 

Don't let me go and rock the red spiked hair 

They hate it when I do that right there (Right Thurr!) Yeah 

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(Hook) 

Take a lick of this (Jelly sickle sickness) 

To much will make you sick (You acting like a trick bitch) 

Take a lick of this (Jelly sickle sickness) 

Jelly sickle sickness (You acting like a trick bitch) 

(Verse 2: E-40) 

Quit bumping your gums spark your tongue 

keep a real pimp game up out your mouth 

If I get on your line and dump two on your spine like it a 80's drought 

I'm about that Valley-Jo 

Po Po be throwing tantrums 

Cause I live up on a hill with a view on a acre 

in a big white who white mansion 

I be all up in the dirty 

Where they cook them fried turkeys 

Be up in Houston with Mike Jones and Paul Wall 

You want that fast quota 

I want that slow nickle 

Everything I got I worked for so quit hating on me nigga 

Look at the trees, look at the sky, look at the moon 

Look at these keys, look at my ride, I'ma tycoon 

From the land of the gangsters and pimps and hustlers 

Where a hundred will get you three hundred dollars worth of poppers 

Every time I look around 

Every time I look around somebody done bit my style 

Wanna smile in my face and take my place hate 

but it ain't gone be no way no how, wow 

I'm lit like a candle and they hating 

cause I'm hot like a left sink handle 

(Hook) 2X 

(Verse 3: Tech N9ne) 

Jelly sickle 

look at how that jelly trickles 

Down his elbows 

And you can smell those 

Playa haters from Calabassas to Melrose 

During his jail polls 

And knocked him out of his shell toes 

When I walk into the spot them suckas sucking on them sickles 

Hate to see me shining get to tripping when they off they ripple 

I, get these rappers dripping jelly to the third degree 

Most of them in my city never know me but yet they heard of me 

At the BET awards chilling with the Federation 

never forget the woman at the door giving 

away the shoes didn't really want me to have 'em 

man I had a ticket I had to grab 'em 

Come to find out I was in a rhyme bout a couple years ago 

here's the blow cause I rake up dough 

She was one of the women I left behind up at the wake up show 

Congratulate me cause I'm a go getta 

For sho hitta E-40 and Nina some flow spitter's 

But that don't mean you gotta hate 

Jealousy's a sickness, take another lick Mitch 

(You wack it like a trick bitch) 

(Hook) 2X