No Reason (the Mosh Pit Song) Lyrics - Tech N9ne

We are leaders 

This Tecca N9na in your arena 

We saw no reason 

Yea 

Start shit 

For no reason, mosh pit 

For no reason, our shit 

For no reason, the hardest 

For no reason, start shit 

For no reason, mob shit 

For no reason, mosh pit 

For no reason, mosh pit 

I just think you fucking with the wrong one 

Times like this I don't know how to have fun 

I think I'ma fuck somebody up (fuck 'em up) 

You gon' need someone to hold you up 

What the fuck 

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My city stand up 

Stoppin' people that got into my city and what 

Copyin' me and the property, poppy ya jammed up 

With akis the cam bust, don't mock me the brand's us 

Strange music the game shoot this right at the fakers 

They came stupid with the claim you 

can took for you change and name usage 

Steppin' to me 

Link with the lane and you lose indefinitely 

Ready for ruckus really we reppin' the B. Ah Ah 

This the eviction notice, missingly quick and go get 

Hit us and consider me and my nigga be sick and roguish 

Stop you ain't ready to brawl, you can hang 

Lock you too dead in the jaw, you claim Strange 

It ain't K 

The Kan City to jam with me 

You damn sissy eat up a oxy 

To stand stiffly in my pants with me 

Never honor who bringing drama to the Don 

If you continue now gonna do what I come to do 

Guess what I'ma do 

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Start shit 

For no reason, mosh pit 

For no reason, our shit 

For no reason, the hardest 

For no reason, start shit 

For no reason, mob shit 

For no reason, mosh pit 

For no reason, mosh pit 

(Let's get to it) 

I just think you fucking with the wrong one (the wrong one tho!) 

Times like this I don't know how to have fun (I don't know!) 

I think I'ma fuck somebody up, fuck 'em up (gunna) 

You gon' need someone to hold you up (hold you up, huh) 

What the fuck 

It's only one option 

You gon' need a doctor 

I ain't talkin' 'bout the one from Compton 

Arms, feet, legs all gone like I'm Don Corleone 

Hiring James Bond that's what I'm on 

Remain calm but aware that I'm armed and dangerous 

See Double X is known to gang with us 

So hang tight I'm trying to get this right 

You think 'cause I wrote a pop hit that I won't pop shit? 

The fuck's wrong with you Pop-Tarts? 

I pop cherries and popstars, you popsicles is not hard 

Popped in on the top charts out the cop car 

To remind y'all you just rap and not God 

And I don't care who got bars 

Because they don't acknowledge mine 

So show me who got scars 

Show me the greatest on the stage and the arena 

Bet they point they finger up at the Gunner and Tecca N9na 

I just think you fucking with the wrong one 

Times like this I don't know how to have fun 

I think I'ma fuck somebody up 

You gon' need someone to hold you up 

What the fuck 

She will not leave a bunch of passes 

I just wanna see that ass 

Caribou Lou in my glass yeah 

I start a riot by accident 

Somebody been showing ass again 

I just started throwing some cash again 

Pushing the crowd we harassing them 

If you start making me mad 

Start shit 

For no reason, mosh pit 

For no reason, our shit 

For no reason, the hardest 

For no reason, start shit 

For no reason, mob shit 

For no reason, mosh pit 

For no reason, mosh pit 

We are leaders 

We saw a reason