To it may concern
(Why you call me?) You know I'm the hardest, you know my art is applauded (Why you call me?) I'm not broken hearted but I could've been old 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 'cause I my bang (Why you ain't)
I've been inside every hip hop circle you could Gangster or pop, even backpackers know that I'm real good at I was strugglin' in the day when my hood was lackin' Yo so I'm 'bout to talk what shoulda, woulda and coulda happened
If music was about inovatin' and generations By generatin' intergration It wouldn't be limitation and demonstration Imitation within a blatant just disentigratin'
It ain't about the music, it's just the fame If you ain't homie, then you just out the game If video and radio don't frequently announce name They don't know your music though you blow most out the frame
But a closed mouth don't get fed when it shut Lay cuts with Tecca Nina he can straight bust Say what, you heard of me gettin' paid 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 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 ain't me?) You sleep on my music and that's a damn shame 'cause I my bang (Why you ain't)
I've been on with Hov 'bout 27 shows Why he ain't have me on a record only heaven he missed us, missin' the big picture That is a fixture, aw yeah, he got Twista
Well, my homie and we both from the Midwest And I Hov ain't lookin' for another speedy rapper kid yet Me with them was all in me dreams Matter the only one of 'em called me was Beens
He me he played you 'The Industry Is Punks' And you loved it so you know Tech is what the industry want I started down at the bottom, got TOG and then it payed But I would've loved to on the third verse of 'Renegade'
They think I'm a stick of dynamite with no stem probably why I got D12 but no Em But I flame and I bet that y'all know my first name 'Cause I'm the hardest side of Earth man
(Why you ain't me?) You know I'm the hardest, you that 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 know I'm the hardest, you know 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)
This no hate mail, this a love letter I love you niggas music and I hope is better I just wish you woulda hit a that love cheddar But I'm now and I'm better than I was ever
Space age flows Jesse and Primrose Tin-fold, I to open-up, now I end shows Grim road, when you one of the best slim dough And you ain't got Dre, Storch, and no Timbo
met almost 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 love me, Field Mob and Chingy decently me
So I'ma re-inaurate the game, it's all And you get no play 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
I'm trippin', full of delusion Maybe it come from all the I was usin' Maybe I am the best thing that you saw I'm wrong and you don't know me at all
I guess I'm blinded, I got That none of you just will ever who the N9ne is And you never heard of the homie the Show me Punk that, I you niggas know me
(Why you call me?) You know I'm the hardest, you that my art is applauded (Why you call me?) I'm not broken hearted but I 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 shame 'cause I slam my bang
(Why you call me?) You know I'm the hardest, you know that my art is (Why you ain't me?) I'm not broken hearted but I 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 'cause I slam my bang (Why you ain't)