| 歌曲 | Fan or Foe |
| 歌手 | Tech N9ne |
| 专辑 | Misery Loves Kompany |
| 作曲 : Jones, Watson, Yates | |
| Back up, wait a minute | |
| Why you looking at me like that? | |
| Do you really wanna trip or you flip in the script? | |
| Do you wanna rap with a nigga | |
| Or bang us a whoop in a rip? | |
| I don't even want us to come to bustin' up shots | |
| Nigga, misery can't produce enough cops and a' | |
| Don't know if you whilin' or what? | |
| All you wanna do is freestyle in the cut | |
| Fan or foe, | |
| I don't really know | |
| Off at the show niggas they know | |
| But I look light, was a good night | |
| And I was looking like a mutha fukka | |
| Wanna jack all me doe | |
| Come up to me, my kids would be chillin' | |
| Betta think twice | |
| I'm a 5-6 villain | |
| All they wanna talk about, | |
| I did itWhen | |
| I did itMan, | |
| I thought | |
| I was gonna get a bullet in a minute | |
| You should be careful how you walk upon us | |
| Got a bonus for all the opponents if they want it | |
| I know they wait for | |
| Tecca Ninna moments | |
| Till the opponent be poppin' up and hes you don't it | |
| We don't if they be trippin' or not(No) | |
| Probably 'cuz all of them live on the block | |
| When you rapping niggas know what you got | |
| Toughest ever, when you up on the top | |
| Show some respect when you approach me | |
| Don't you be mugging me, might have that drug in me | |
| Plug in a nigga for nearly shrugging me | |
| Ain't nothing wrong with people peeping, geeking | |
| Where the man hoe but the grandma so bama, stama | |
| I don't know if you fan or foe | |
| We be trippin', we can go | |
| Peeping like he's seeking doe | |
| Want the doe or want to go | |
| I don't know if you fan or foe | |
| I don't know if you fan or foe | |
| I don't know if you fan or foe | |
| Easy, hang and speak and brawl | |
| I don't know if he fan or foe | |
| Now easy how they speak with broken teeth | |
| That they did, young flow he can dope be choken | |
| So yo' ass and you be walking off with it broken | |
| Run up poor muthafukas in the open | |
| Making them shut up, woofing with that cold shit | |
| Can't that shenanigans, thinking you makes it the manikins | |
| Thinking you silking the lotion | |
| Back up wait a minute why you looking at me like that | |
| I'm just a nigga with a little bit of fame | |
| But if you get the trippin' than | |
| I'm giving up my game | |
| Never catch me slipping, you can get it out yo brain | |
| Maine fan or foe | |
| Fuck a nigga, try to get his hands on my doe | |
| But if you really want come on | |
| Try to get a, you can feed the unpulla | |
| Tuck my hands on your throat | |
| Man I'm a low, want a background for sack town | |
| Better watch out from the blao, blao | |
| Black out, black out, black out, black out(Braa rara raraa ttata aaaa) | |
| Stay with my kimers, stepping nockle doodle | |
| Wicking there game on blood goca doodle | |
| Think you gon' catch me slip at a show | |
| No factor slick, oh slack, shock a zoolu | |
| Watch me do you with all that fake shit | |
| You fill with hate trade | |
| Hoping wishing you were my replacement | |
| Courage so vicious, you gon' have to face it | |
| They try to taste it' | |
| Cuz I laced it like a tennis shoes and | |
| I've been a fool | |
| Like Zeepo bitch and | |
| X-RaidedBut this is a different interview | |
| Living a bee a bad idea, if it never go home again | |
| Nigga looking at me like imma chicken dinner | |
| Looking back at niggas like a shot of | |
| HennesseySo | |
| I gotta carry the four, | |
| I don't really know though' | |
| Cuz they walking past me, giving me the eye | |
| When they past me they be asking | |
| When you new shit coming out | |
| At the picture house | |
| They be huddled up and | |
| I thinkI might pick one out get the nigga bigger than me | |
| For the trigger to see, if he tough enough | |
| Make it what he trying to be but he ain't bad though | |
| Don't know how to approach a vulture | |
| Get to close how | |
| I'm post up | |
| Can't even live in peace | |
| And when I eat with my peeps | |
| In the place | |
| You in my face with your mix-tapes | |
| And if i try to listen to it, we get it to it | |
| And fo' all that fue it then it's time to do it | |
| Uh, 'cuz a nigga from out south out the mouth | |
| Your girl be loving me, giving me mouth to mouth(Yeah) | |
| But it ain't fair that the music gotta do on | |
| What you wanna do, when you ain't there | |
| And if too softly, softy when you see me out | |
| You better get out off me |
| zuò qǔ : Jones, Watson, Yates | |
| Back up, wait a minute | |
| Why you looking at me like that? | |
| Do you really wanna trip or you flip in the script? | |
| Do you wanna rap with a nigga | |
| Or bang us a whoop in a rip? | |
| I don' t even want us to come to bustin' up shots | |
| Nigga, misery can' t produce enough cops and a' | |
| Don' t know if you whilin' or what? | |
| All you wanna do is freestyle in the cut | |
| Fan or foe, | |
| I don' t really know | |
| Off at the show niggas they know | |
| But I look light, was a good night | |
| And I was looking like a mutha fukka | |
| Wanna jack all me doe | |
| Come up to me, my kids would be chillin' | |
| Betta think twice | |
| I' m a 56 villain | |
| All they wanna talk about, | |
| I did itWhen | |
| I did itMan, | |
| I thought | |
| I was gonna get a bullet in a minute | |
| You should be careful how you walk upon us | |
| Got a bonus for all the opponents if they want it | |
| I know they wait for | |
| Tecca Ninna moments | |
| Till the opponent be poppin' up and hes you don' t it | |
| We don' t if they be trippin' or not No | |
| Probably ' cuz all of them live on the block | |
| When you rapping niggas know what you got | |
| Toughest ever, when you up on the top | |
| Show some respect when you approach me | |
| Don' t you be mugging me, might have that drug in me | |
| Plug in a nigga for nearly shrugging me | |
| Ain' t nothing wrong with people peeping, geeking | |
| Where the man hoe but the grandma so bama, stama | |
| I don' t know if you fan or foe | |
| We be trippin', we can go | |
| Peeping like he' s seeking doe | |
| Want the doe or want to go | |
| I don' t know if you fan or foe | |
| I don' t know if you fan or foe | |
| I don' t know if you fan or foe | |
| Easy, hang and speak and brawl | |
| I don' t know if he fan or foe | |
| Now easy how they speak with broken teeth | |
| That they did, young flow he can dope be choken | |
| So yo' ass and you be walking off with it broken | |
| Run up poor muthafukas in the open | |
| Making them shut up, woofing with that cold shit | |
| Can' t that shenanigans, thinking you makes it the manikins | |
| Thinking you silking the lotion | |
| Back up wait a minute why you looking at me like that | |
| I' m just a nigga with a little bit of fame | |
| But if you get the trippin' than | |
| I' m giving up my game | |
| Never catch me slipping, you can get it out yo brain | |
| Maine fan or foe | |
| Fuck a nigga, try to get his hands on my doe | |
| But if you really want come on | |
| Try to get a, you can feed the unpulla | |
| Tuck my hands on your throat | |
| Man I' m a low, want a background for sack town | |
| Better watch out from the blao, blao | |
| Black out, black out, black out, black out Braa rara raraa ttata aaaa | |
| Stay with my kimers, stepping nockle doodle | |
| Wicking there game on blood goca doodle | |
| Think you gon' catch me slip at a show | |
| No factor slick, oh slack, shock a zoolu | |
| Watch me do you with all that fake shit | |
| You fill with hate trade | |
| Hoping wishing you were my replacement | |
| Courage so vicious, you gon' have to face it | |
| They try to taste it' | |
| Cuz I laced it like a tennis shoes and | |
| I' ve been a fool | |
| Like Zeepo bitch and | |
| XRaidedBut this is a different interview | |
| Living a bee a bad idea, if it never go home again | |
| Nigga looking at me like imma chicken dinner | |
| Looking back at niggas like a shot of | |
| HennesseySo | |
| I gotta carry the four, | |
| I don' t really know though' | |
| Cuz they walking past me, giving me the eye | |
| When they past me they be asking | |
| When you new shit coming out | |
| At the picture house | |
| They be huddled up and | |
| I thinkI might pick one out get the nigga bigger than me | |
| For the trigger to see, if he tough enough | |
| Make it what he trying to be but he ain' t bad though | |
| Don' t know how to approach a vulture | |
| Get to close how | |
| I' m post up | |
| Can' t even live in peace | |
| And when I eat with my peeps | |
| In the place | |
| You in my face with your mixtapes | |
| And if i try to listen to it, we get it to it | |
| And fo' all that fue it then it' s time to do it | |
| Uh, ' cuz a nigga from out south out the mouth | |
| Your girl be loving me, giving me mouth to mouth Yeah | |
| But it ain' t fair that the music gotta do on | |
| What you wanna do, when you ain' t there | |
| And if too softly, softy when you see me out | |
| You better get out off me |