[Verse 1: Ceza]

Turkey

Sen kalk bi' minik mikrofonunu get'

Bak, jak bur'da, diktafonuna tak

Kâğıt, kalem, bir de ilham alınacak

Tam gaz choppers, havada düşman avına çıkalım

Akalım, hadi bu battle'ı kazanalım

[Interlude: Tech N9ne]

We started in the Midwest (Midwest, Midwest)

Now we 'bout to take it (Take it, take it, take it) all over the world, baby (Baby, baby)

This is the pinnacle (Pinnacle, pinnacle)

Yeah, Tech N9ne (Tech N9ne)

[Verse 2: Tech N9ne]

Follow me all around the planet, I run the gamut on Sickology

They can never manage, we do damage with no apology

Pick 'em off they panic a little manic, 'cause I gotta be

Frantic, I'ma jam it 'cause I'm an oddity

Gobble the track up like I'm grubbin' at Mama Nakas

I can pop at you proper 'cause I'm partners of Waka Flocka

Gimme the top of hip-hop

And watch him make 'em rock with a show-stopper

Chakras poppin' off the (Worldwide Choppers)

If you anybody, you notice it

Tech is the pinnacle, not a identical soul is it

Loaded, cold as the polar get

Wrote it quick and they quoted it

Yo, it exploded the flow, behold it, 'cause when the motor spit

Abdiea, bdiea, never to get free of the real

Better get just kneel to me or ready to get near my heels

Gimme the knock and I'ma chop

But he came and he went tomorrow

But I'ma lock it down and hop in the pocket like empanadas

Hit 'em up and get 'em up, I ain't done, I ain't did enough (Yeah)

Trippin' when I rip it, I be the ish when I spit 'em up (Yeah)

Sorta like I was liquored up and backin' up in the gut (Yeah)

Everybody be knowin' I be actin' up when I bust (Yeah)

From Missouri to Canada, I be keepin' the stamina

If you never been a fan of the man, the planet's unanimous

Can I cuss? (Yeah) Fuck anybody, Tech is calamitous (Yeah)

Leave 'em in the dust ain't nobody tough when I'm standin' up (Yeah)

Tech is hostile, he's awful

And really be wicked when he be off in da bottle

You wit' it, you dig it, you never lost the apostle

He sick and he give it the Poe and toss in Picasso (Yeah)

Killin' everybody off is the motto

And I be the only chopper that's tossed in a brothel

You said it's pathetic, my head is off in a taco

I sped and you bled and you in a coffin when I go

[Chorus: Tech N9ne]

I'm light years ahead of my peers

Want some, you can come bring it right here (Worldwide Choppers)

Can't clown me, don't come 'round me

Bow down, I was crowned when they found me

[Verse 3: J.L.]

KC

Check it, I'm ahead of 'em

Chop it up with the veterans

A legend developin', ain't gotta tell him it's evident

Gotta notice an elephant, none of you niggas relevant

You delicate, but lovin' every second of this

[Verse 4: U$O]

Denmark

De vil alle tjekke, når vi ligger det

Kommer ind og smækker det, beatet - jeg vækker det

I ved hva', der kommer ud af min mund

Hænger med de vildeste gutter

Det minder mig om, vi stikker det af

For de kalder mig alle fucking chopper

[Verse 5: Yelawolf]

Alabama

What if I ran into you with a pogo stick?

Hopped up on top of you rappers like a Jehovah's Witness

With a photo of Jesus and a paper pamphlet

And I threw up more churches like I was playin' Hamlet

Syllable burnin', that internal damage

Swing, batter, batter, but then I lay back on a hammock

Under an oak tree like I was peelin' pecans

But instead I'm peelin' rappers' heads, makin' a sand-a-wich (Ah)

Pick up a .22 and put a bullet inside of a

Motherfucka from Westside, a 1987 box

I'm headed up, yeah, headed for bucks

Fuck 'em all, make them feel my dread like I had a head of locks

Feel every bump like you had bad shocks

But I hopped on the fuckin' beat and I worldwide chopped

Wanna fuck with Tech N9ne, twist up the pine

And smoke a beat with Mr. Busta Rhymes? Well sure, why not?

Really don't need to show any more of my cock

But I run across the stadium in a pair of your socks

In a trench coat with the pencil and a watch

Then drop a verse before you can focus to read the clocks

Slumerican is out of control

Heat it up, beat it up, then I gotta go

But I'ma dump truck, just send another load

Peter Piper dump a pile of peppers in your throat

With an alien probe, I'm light years—

[Chorus: Tech N9ne]

I'm light years ahead of my peers

Want some, you can come bring it right here (Worldwide Choppers)

Can't clown me, don't come 'round me

Bow down, I was crowned when they found me

[Verse 6: Twista]

Twista

Chicago

Like I gotta focus up in my rhythm or loosen the venom

And hit 'em and give 'em astig-a-ma-tism

And then I'ma spit 'em somethin' so full of vengeance

That everybody'll wanna devour the pieces

Of my enemies 'cause of cannibalism

Breakin' them off into particles

They get in a predicament that be never reversible

'Cause a nigga be too versatile, makin' you nervous

You could never compete with the colonel

I burn you, I'm an immortal, and that's the reason I murder you

Focus on my hocus pocus and make a likkle magic

After I wreck and check ya, then your respect I better have it

'Cause I'm an anomaly, then I'ma give a lobotomy

To any motherfucker challengin' my astronomy

Hoppin', I don't stop with the fire when the flames thrown

I'm one of the most popular choppers and my name's known

Throwin' it up in the air, takin' it there

We WWC, if you can't keep up, shoulda stayed home

My alien knowledge be makin' other astronomers'

Work look as ancient as a discovery of paleontology

So play me and I'ma be shinin' on them haters

I'm finna be usin' it as energy, watch how radiant I'ma be

Like a helicopter when the words fly

Entire families all the way out ‘til yo’ girl die

If I catch you fuckin' with the most intricate lyricists

Don't even try to stop us, 'cause we choppers and we worldwide

And I'm—

[Chorus: Tech N9ne]

I'm light years ahead of my peers

Want some, you can come bring it right here (Worldwide Choppers)

Can't clown me, don't come 'round me

Bow down, I was crowned when they found me

[Verse 7: Busta Rhymes]

New York

See, now they ask when I'ma stomp on my dude

And when I'ma cock it and pop it and what I'ma drop on my dude

Inevitably is that I'ma be the most incredible dude

To ever spit on the record and put it together, my dude (Worldwide Choppers)

And then they ask, “What in the world is you provin'

Whe-when you were already the best?" and, "What the hell is he doin'?"

Well, I'ma be choppin' and cuttin' and breakin' and beatin' and shakin'

And fuckin' everything up 'til I make no further mistake

Amd bustin' everything up like a fuckin' angry Jamaican

And shuttin' everything up, especially the ones who be hatin'

They lovin' everything until I got 'em stutterin' stupid

You hear 'em now? "D-d-d-d-don't do-do-do-do it

P-p-p-p-please, wh-wh-wh-why you gotta t-try us?

W-w-w-w-we already know that you be the nicest"

And now I'ma come and kill 'em, get 'em, hit 'em and finish 'em

And bang 'em in the head and diminish them

And then I'll hit 'em again at a minimum

Repeat it, comin' to killin' 'em

Then he be gotta be drillin' 'em

Thinkin', "They gotta be feelin' him"

Spittin' lithium, see the way a nigga be spillin' 'em

And gettin' 'em stupid to the point where there's no forgivin' him

Hopin' you're listenin' and you're payin' attention

And you're witnessin' the way that I be christenin' in the mic

And gettin' in the zone, I be flattenin' and packin' in

People from the front to the back and

They got me actin' a fool, I'm black and, nigga, now I'm home

[Chorus: Tech N9ne]

I'm light years ahead of my peers

Want some, you can come bring it right here (Worldwide Choppers)

Can't clown me, don't come 'round me

Bow down, I was crowned when they found me

[Verse 8: D-Loc]

(Yeah)

Kansas

My fire annihilate make fighters retire instantly

I'm choppin' 'em: call me Michael Myers in my vicinity

The way I be killin' 'em with rhythm, it get illegitimate

The Gilla will finish any in a predicament (Worldwide Choppers)

Any enemies in the vicinity, I gotta mack up

They know they never can get with me whenever they mention me

The history of a lyrical criminal more deadly than chemicals

Check my resume, they said the Gillgod's biblical (Worldwide Choppers)

[Verse 9: Twisted Insane]

California

I hit 'em with venom when I get up in 'em

I bend 'em and send 'em and you can feel me

Diggin' up in your brain and bringin' the pain

They often wanna kill me

Fillin' 'em with that fury, get up and hurry

You can feel the real me

Comin' up with that shit, I'm havin' a fit

And you will never peel me

Off of you when I'm on top of you, I got the drop on you

And poppin' often, hit 'em up with a bullet to the (Brain)

You can look into the eyes of a heathen, breathin'

You're fiendin' and dreamin' to find a demon, name Insane

I'm a worldwide (Chopper)