To whom it may
(Why you ain't me?) You know I'm the hardest, you know my art is applauded (Why you ain't me?) I'm not broken hearted but I been old when I started
(Why you call me?) You know I'm the hardest, you know that my art is (Why you call me?) You sleep on my music and that's a damn shame I slam my bang (Why you ain't)
I've been inside every hip hop you could imagine or pop, even backpackers know that I'm real good at rappin' I was strugglin' back in the day when my hood was Yo so I'm 'bout to talk about what shoulda, woulda and happened
If music was about inovatin' and generations By generatin' intergration It wouldn't be about limitation and Imitation within a blatant just disentigratin'
It ain't about the music, it's about the fame If you ain't popular homie, you just out the game If video and radio don't frequently your name They don't know your music even though you blow most out the
But a closed mouth don't get fed it stays shut Lay cuts Tecca Nina 'cause he can straight bust Say what, you ain't heard of me gettin' bucks? Torrent see me rippin' the stage up
(Why you call me?) You I'm the hardest, you know that my art is applauded (Why you call me?) I'm not broken but I could've been old when I started
(Why you call me?) You I'm the hardest, you know that my art is applauded (Why you call me?) You sleep on my music and that's a shame 'cause I slam my bang (Why you ain't)
I've been on tour Hov 'bout 27 shows Why he ain't have me on a only heaven knows he missed us, missin' the big picture That this is a fixture, aw yeah, he got
Well, Twista's my homie and we both the Midwest And I guess Hov ain't lookin' for another speedy kid yet Me collaboratin' them was all in me dreams Matter fact the only one of 'em me was Beens
He told me he you 'The Industry Is Punks' And you loved it so you know Tech is what the industry would I started down at the bottom, got with TOG and it payed But I would've loved to on the third verse of 'Renegade'
They must I'm a stick of dynamite with no stem That's why I got D12 but no Em But I flame and I bet that y'all know my first name 'Cause I'm the this side of Earth man
(Why you ain't me?) You know I'm the hardest, you know my art is applauded (Why you call me?) I'm not hearted but I could've been old when I started
(Why you ain't me?) You know I'm the hardest, you know my art is applauded (Why you call me?) You sleep on my music and that's a damn shame 'cause I my bang (Why you ain't)
This ain't no hate mail, this a letter I love you niggas music and I hope is does I just wish you woulda hit a brother that cheddar But I'm ballin' now and I'm than I was ever
Space age like Jesse and Primrose Tin-fold, I to open-up, now I end shows Grim road, when you one of the best with slim And you ain't got Dre, Storch, and no Timbo
I've met half of the DTP But the couple I spoke to Luda, don't think he see me Had never met I-20 but he at BET Shawnna me, Field Mob and Chingy decently speak me
So I'ma re-inaurate the game, all fame And you don't get no if you an emcee with a small name If I wanna get on TV I guess I call Pain And Nelly, my great grandmother's name is Maud
Maybe I'm trippin', full of Maybe it come all the drugs I was usin' Maybe I am the best that you ever saw I'm wrong and you don't know me at all
I I'm blinded, I got reminded That none of you just ever know who the N9ne is And you heard of the homie from the Show me Punk that, I know you know me
(Why you ain't me?) You know I'm the hardest, you know my art is applauded (Why you ain't me?) I'm not broken hearted but I could've old when I started
(Why you call me?) You know I'm the hardest, you that my art is applauded (Why you call me?) You sleep on my and that's a damn shame 'cause I slam my bang
(Why you call me?) You know I'm the hardest, you know my art is applauded (Why you call me?) I'm not hearted but I could've been old when I started
(Why you call me?) You I'm the hardest, you know that my art is applauded (Why you call me?) You sleep on my music and a damn shame 'cause I slam my bang (Why you ain't)