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(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 that my art is applauded (Why you call me?) You on my music and that's a damn shame 'cause I slam my bang (Why you ain't)
I've been inside every hip hop circle you imagine Gangster or pop, even backpackers that I'm real good at rappin' I was strugglin' back in the day my hood was lackin' Yo so I'm 'bout to talk about what shoulda, woulda and coulda
If music was about inovatin' and penetratin' By generatin' intergration It wouldn't be about and demonstration Imitation within a blatant looks disentigratin'
It ain't about the music, just about the fame If you ain't popular homie, then you just out the If video and radio don't frequently announce name They don't know your music even though you blow out the frame
But a closed mouth don't get fed when it stays Lay with Tecca Nina 'cause he can straight bust Say what, you ain't heard of me paid bucks? Torrent y'all see me rippin' the up
(Why you call 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 been old when I
(Why you ain't 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 damn shame 'cause I slam my (Why you ain't)
I've been on tour with Hov 27 shows Why he ain't me on a record only heaven knows he missed us, missin' the big picture That is a fixture, aw yeah, he got Twista
Well, Twista's my and we both from the Midwest And I guess Hov lookin' for another speedy rapper kid yet Me collaboratin' with them was all in me Matter fact the one of 'em called me was Beens
He told me he played you 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 been on the third verse of
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 hardest side of Earth man
(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 been old I started
(Why you ain't me?) You know I'm the hardest, you know my art is applauded (Why you ain't me?) You sleep on my music and that's a damn shame I slam my bang (Why you ain't)
This ain't no hate mail, a love letter I love you music and I hope is does better I just you woulda hit a brother that love cheddar But I'm ballin' now and I'm than I was ever
Space age flows like and Primrose Tin-fold, I used to open-up, now I end Grim road, you one of the best with slim dough And you ain't got Dre, Storch, and no Timbo
met almost half of the DTP But the couple times I spoke to Luda, think he see me Had never met I-20 but he at BET Shawnna me, Field Mob and Chingy decently speak me
So re-inaurate the game, it's all fame And you don't get no play if you an with a small name If I wanna get on TV I guess I gotta Pain And Nelly, my great grandmother's is Maud Haynes
Maybe I'm trippin', full of 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 I'm blinded, I got reminded That none of you just ever know who the N9ne is And you never of the homie from the Show me Punk that, I know you niggas me
(Why you call me?) You know I'm the hardest, you that my art is applauded (Why you ain't 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 on my music and that's a damn 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 could've been old when I
(Why you ain't 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 I slam my bang (Why you ain't)