ZOD (I Win I Always Win)

Lyrics

[Intro: Tech N9ne] Yeah! I'm the victorious, you're the victim Got so many trophies, man All over my places, it's where I (brrt) stick 'em On your knees [Verse 1: Tech N9ne] When I walk in the function Everybody's height look like they m-m-m-munchkins I grab the mic now they jumpin' Trophy winner, maybe I won ten Twenty, thirty, I don't know they keep comin' to the dungeon Heard my label's flunkin', all the rumors I'm debunkin' First place where I get it pumpin' I don't know no other place they sunkin' Everyday I win mo' mail Louis shopping at the Wynn hotel That's because the N9na wins, no Ls Count my winnings thе Yates in the Gwindo swells Always knеw what a win's like, mama said that I was born to be the win type High school I won girls and win fights Summer, winter I win ice 'cause the magic coming from my windpipe Z-O-D, leave your ego below me, I breathe so free The people they know me they can tell you that I'm a dominator It ain't nobody that's better than N9na on the crater Never think that I'm a hater, I will never be the abominator Winner I keep a personal commentator (Tech's gonna go for it) I bring it, astonishment, outta nowhere the king get the drama sent Penis monument and fiendish your mama when she did reconnaissance (My level) So many awards you seen at the prominence A behemoth, the genius of confidence Z-O-D stand for Zenith of Dominance (Zenith of Dominance) [Pre-Chorus: Tech N9ne] ZOD I win, I always win on all they pen Against me are simply appalled great men Got 'em thinking 'bout law breaking I feel like Zod I win, I always win, they fall face in Too talent free Is there anyone on this planet to even challenge me? [Chorus: Tech N9ne] We win a whole lot, green light and no stops I'm gonna be your road block We always win, win, win, win, win (What!) Again, and again, and again, and again, and again [Verse 2: Joey Cool] Twenty-four-eight (Wait, aight go ahead and tell 'em how you feel) I feel like Mamba nigga I was in the gym, I was there early, I was there late How I'm finna pass you the ball last play He ain't putting in the work, put that on Juliana nigga Put me in the win column, ain't shit changed but I been problem (This awesome) I done came a long way (Awesome) I done plant seeds now I'm literally watching them (Blossom) Talk about a big leap (Quantum) Couple hundred mil' streams later you would think I was exhausted (Hell, naw) You can get accosted, lap at it walking to the stage where a nigga get applauded All your little hate we ignored it (Strange) Niggas always some opponents (Soarin') I be outside (outside), back right there on my slide (slide) High stakes sit on my prize (sit on my prize), I couldn't lose if I tried Shit about time (shit about time), I got winners in line (Winners in line) They can't eat where I dine (dine), and I ain't even hitting my prime (Yet) Th-th-th-this is the policy Lose your respect and you show nothing less You decide to approach and acknowledge me Honestly I gotta jet to a whole 'nother set and that opportunity calling me While you was sitting there frolicking I was depositing energy into the W column My nigga, the shoe fits astonishing [Chorus: Tech N9ne] We win a whole lot, green light and no stops I'm gonna be your road block We always win, win, win, win, win (What!) Again, and again, and again, and again, and again [Verse 3: Kevin Gates] New-car garage got all sorta assortments We used to trap out abandoned apartments High spring with no mattress, stains on the carpet The fridge smell like cheese, please don't find it alarming (Shit) Washing machine water not good for washing Spin cycle broken, it mildew your garments I went from kitchens and safety-pen niggas to dope on the digit scale, ill in the morning I went from prison to raising my pencils to sold out arenas on stages performing Straight out the dirt working hard, put in work for it God ain't put Kevin Gates here to be normal Black sheep in wool clothing, never get too cozy Lawyers been loop-holing, labored abnormal Yellow watch strap matching all of my calibers Twenty-two carbon ceramics on foreigners I put that coke on that coconut water Private jet soaring, forgot I'm important H-I-M, I'm his imperial majesty Bred-winner diplomat, diplomat status New chick the baddest, ain't checking the packages (Whoa) Translate the Lambo to lingo, imported Collared shirt rocking the nine-iron by me The Eye of the Tiger, ain't talking 'bout golfin' Militant posture, they seeking asylum The bred-winner empire and y'all master Rolly Tell us "Alright" and the fully go brrrt Knocking the pin, I wasn't talking 'bout bowling Push come to shove go to pushing that weight again They passing by praying I get a break again Stay on the gas I don't know how to wait a min (Skrrt) They done let a professional player in [Chorus: Tech N9ne & Snow Tha Product] We win a whole lot, green light and no stops I'm gonna be your road block We always win, win, win, win, win (What!) Again, and again, and again, and again (Snow White), and again [Verse 4: Snow Tha Product] Um, not Tech putting me last on a song again God damn, but now that I thought of it or come to think of it At least he thought of Snow Tha Product when he got a song about winning and beats getting demolished And you know I rap, you know I win You know I learned it from the best of them You know I get my money good, all straight, no net and no split 'Cause I learned it from Tech 'cause Snow's a cold bitch So I bought me some land and some properties and shit Gave up on mainstream, bitches copying again When it come to these beats you know I'm sliding in that bitch When it comes to these bitches, yo I'm sliding in that shit But I digress, you know my life is pretty fire I be winning every day and you can tell by my attire You can tell the skin is soft, you can tell I smell like balm You can tell that every time they be tryin' to bring me down, I get up Wish they would listen Yeah I got bars, but what got me here's heart Aw yeah, I ain't these bitches (Ha) I got it straight out the mud from the start Aw yeah, I'm in position Still with the ones that I started with winning When I was down I had no choice but get it (Huh, huh) Now I got mils 'cause I stayed in the kitchen (Huh) Aw yeah, I'm a winner Bad bitch with a big booty, baked dinner Big bad bank account bills getting bigger Boy stop, you know bad bitches been bitter Been bringing these big hitters Snow Tha Product, the big spitter, the bitch getter, big balls and big figures I bust a bitch face if she buckle, get crazy Better treat me like a big winner (Ha-ha-ha) [Pre-Chorus: Tech N9ne] ZOD I win, I always win on all they pen Against me are simply appalled great men Got 'em thinking 'bout law breaking I feel like Zod I win, I always win, they fall face in Too talent free Is there anyone on this planet to even challenge me? [Chorus: Tech N9ne] We win a whole lot, green light and no stops I'm gonna be your road block We always win, win, win, win, win (What!) Again, and again, and again, and again, and again [Instrumental Outro]