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(Why you ain't me?) You I'm the hardest, you know that my art is applauded (Why you call me?) I'm not broken hearted but I could've been old when I
(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 'cause I slam my bang (Why you ain't)
I've been inside every hip hop circle you could Gangster or pop, even backpackers know I'm real good at rappin' I was strugglin' in the day when my hood was lackin' Yo so I'm 'bout to about what shoulda, woulda and coulda happened
If music was about and penetratin' generations By generatin' intergration It be about limitation and demonstration Imitation a blatant looks just disentigratin'
It ain't the music, it's just about the fame If you ain't popular homie, then you just out the If video and radio frequently announce your name don't know your music even though you blow most out the frame
But a mouth don't get fed when it stays shut Lay cuts with Tecca 'cause he can straight bust Say what, you ain't heard of me gettin' paid Torrent see me rippin' the stage 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 hearted but I could've been old when I started
(Why you call me?) You know I'm the hardest, you know that my art is (Why you ain't me?) You sleep on my music and a damn shame 'cause I slam my bang (Why you ain't)
I've on tour with Hov 'bout 27 shows Why he ain't have me on a record heaven knows he missed us, missin' the big picture That is a fixture, aw yeah, he got Twista
Well, Twista's my homie and we from the Midwest And I guess Hov lookin' for another speedy rapper kid yet Me collaboratin' with them was all in me fact the only one of 'em called me was Beens
He told me he you 'The Industry Is Punks' And you loved it so you Tech is what the industry would want I started down at the bottom, got with TOG and it payed But I would've loved to been on the verse of 'Renegade'
They must think I'm a stick of dynamite with no That's why I got D12 but no Em But I burst flame and I bet that y'all know my name 'Cause I'm the this side of Earth man
(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 could've been old 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 that's a damn shame 'cause I slam my (Why you ain't)
ain't no hate mail, this 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 now and I'm better 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 slim dough And you ain't got Dre, Storch, Pharrell and no
met almost half of the DTP But the couple I spoke to Luda, don't think he see me Had never met but he spoke at BET Shawnna love me, Field Mob and decently speak me
So I'ma re-inaurate the game, it's all And you don't get no play if you an emcee with a small If I wanna get on TV I guess I gotta Pain And Nelly, my great grandmother's name is Haynes
Maybe I'm trippin', full of Maybe it come from all the drugs I was I am the best thing that you ever saw Maybe I'm and you don't know me at all
I I'm blinded, I got reminded That none of you just will ever who the N9ne is And you heard of the homie from the Show me Punk that, I know you niggas me
(Why you ain't 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 when I
(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 damn shame 'cause I my bang
(Why you call me?) You I'm the hardest, you know that my art is applauded (Why you call me?) I'm not broken hearted but I 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)