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Tech N9NE - It Was An Accident Lyrics (feat. Alan Wayne)

Tech N9NE – It Was An Accident Lyrics (feat. Alan Wayne)

I was chillin with a bitch n I was noticin she was so sadistic
Wanted the Ninna to bite on the nipples n twist it
Suckin me off until she lost all of her lipstick
You know how it is when you ex-in on like seven of em
With a stick of sherm n adderall, nigga heaven love em
Cuz they get you lifted n thinkin you unstopable
But whut I’m bout to tell was so fuckin impossible
I started givin the bitch my dick, she lovin the way my jimmy be jabbin it
Wanted me to cut her up, I said “never”, she said “imagine it with the tip of her butcher knife”
I think I took her life
This crazy hooker like pain that I put her right
Fuckin high n its insane how she look it life
She wish a nigga had fangs, n he took bite
I’m beatin it up with the aim for the pussy like, the pussy liked to be banged like it took a fight
Then she asked me to smack’er
Then she asked me to choke’r
So I choked her
As a nigga got closer to the nut I choked her even harder, when I rose up out the chocha
She wasn’t breathin, a horrible evenin
Couldn’t get her to breathe, I really tried ta
Did all I could, but it wasn’t all to the good
So I had to call the ambulance over to come revive’r

It was an accident! (ha ha ha ooooo)
It was an accident! (ha ha ha ooooo)
It was an accident! (ha ha ha ooooo)
It was an accident! (ha ha ha ooooo)
It was an accident! (ha ha ha ooooo)
I don’t be findin trouble it be findin me
I don’t be findin trouble it be findin me
I don’t be findin trouble it be findin me
I don’t be findin trouble it be findin me
em nidnif eb ti elbuort nidnif eb t’nob I
em nidnif eb ti elbuort nidnif eb t’nob I
em nidnif eb ti elbuort nidnif eb t’nob I
em nidnif eb ti elbuort nidnif eb t’nob I

[Alan Wayne]
Shit I was only sixteen, just showin off
Never would’ve imagined the gun just goin off
I’m just trin ta show these niggas that I wasn’t soft
I stayed off 87th street so thats whut all these niggas thought

Cuz they was from Hill Top, where niggas pill pop
So I’m pullin up to the chill spot, with the steel cocked
Still not – sure whut I was thinkin
N back then I wasn’t even drinkin
So I’m leavin Lincoln Highschool off Woodland
Headed to the hood so I could hang out with the hoodlums
Couldn’t wait to show em whut I as packin
Knock on the door, n he answered like “whats crackin?” n I said
“Shit. Just chillin, just me n my bitch.
But my bitch, I mean that fo-fif thats sittin on my hip.
Wanna see?” He said “yeah let me see!”
I pulled it out n gave it a good squeeze
I didn’t know it didn’t have no safety
Now this mans hittin his chest, and he can’t breathe
Devil on my shoulder whisperin “Leave nigga, leave!”
But I swear…