Tech N9ne – Like I Ain’t

Ayy
Like I ain’t on 1, 2, 3 pac
Like I ain’t gonna bust when my homeboy make the fucking beat drop
Bussin’ the capping, they wack when they’re rapping
You really need to trust in the fact that I’m back and I’m slapping
The industry for ducking the cap
We need to rap with the passion
When I’m in this piece, I crush it in fashion
Like I ain’t never ate in this game (Cheah)
Like I ain’t never seen and had me some big things
Like I ain’t been around the world and with so many different girls and kick it at parties that it could lift the spirit of Rick James (Jesus)
Like I ain’t a fixture
And never knew Twista
And never did music for the Alpha Dog picture
Like I never scripted
Pledge in the scripture
I had a hit song ’bout my my own liquor mixture
Do it like I wasn’t a starter that was on the Carter (Weezy)
Wasn’t in art of my cousin, the Water (Fizzy)
Nothing was bought up, we’re bussing and touching the heart of people that’s loving the heart of stuffing no charted (Pleasies)
Like I never got signed (Woah)
Not a one, not a two but three times (Cheah)
Like I never did get the cheddar or see shine
Like a sleep time for peep’s mind on T9
Like, if these rhymes really never ever happened (Cheah)
To right now, like POW, I got it crackin’
With the pen and pad, without no backend
Tryna stack and get action and pull the cash in is the way that I’m rapping

Like I ain’t rich, like I ain’t sure
Not a near record platinum and near gold
Like I ain’t drip, like I ain’t froze
Like I ain’t made a quarter mill for a show
Like I ain’t big, like I ain’t huge
Like I ain’t shit, like I ain’t pay dues
Like I ain’t fool, like I ain’t cool
Like I ain’t build a empire in the zoo, like I, like I ain’t

Toured with the Jay Rock, with the homie K Dot
Like I ain’t never had the allure for the pay slots
Stressing, like I ain’t step in the session with the Seven
Never guessing the F’n cure is a spray thots
Like I never had a shot
Or a song with the white guy Dre got (Woo)
Like I didn’t have a lay lock, never went on set of Ballers with Mr. Baywatch
Like I didn’t meet Trav yet, like I never had assets
Bad with the pimp, but never cashed checks
Rapping like I ain’t even close to havin’ the bag yet (No)
Like I’m tryna be the best up in this hip-hop (Cheah)
And do a track with the king of Atlanta, T.I.P.-top
Then turn around and switch it up, do big rock
Tryna ride all the way up to my homie in Slipknot (Maggot)
Cheah! Like I never heard fans yell it
Not the calm, not the worst, even Anghellic (Word)
Before they told me that I can’t sell it
Before I went to the reunion of [?]
Like I didn’t have this new watch (Cheah)
And it never would tic and would do toc (Cheah)
Like I’m rapping myself to learning brew hops
Rapping like I ain’t never did a record with 2Pac

Like I ain’t rich, like I ain’t sure
Not a near record platinum and near gold
Like I ain’t drip, like I ain’t froze
Like I ain’t made a quarter mill for a show
Like I ain’t big, like I ain’t huge
Like I ain’t shit, like I ain’t pay dues
Like I ain’t fool, like I ain’t cool
Like I ain’t build a empire in the zoo, like I, like I ain’t

Skipping my job, yeah, like this is a process
Try’na get from the projects, so I spit like I got next
And I trip if you object, like I’m itching to fly tec
Whipping in kitchens with Pyrex, to the mission that God set
For me, this ripping and quicken will not rest
Like no flipping Techn9cian is obsessed (Cheah)
Like I didn’t know when I was dropping (Cheah)
Independent music, I wasn’t topping (Cheah)
And all the bad bitches wasn’t jocking
I rap like I didn’t know I do a record with Hopsin (Cheah)
They call me Tecca N9na, I’ma shoot this
If you’re dissing, you really don’t wanna do this
Niggas wanna try me, then you’re gonna lose it
I rap like I never did a record with Joyner Lucas (Hungry)
Like I never knew maestros
Like I didn’t know Trae was a asshole
Like I didn’t have a stash full of cash flow
Rapping like I’m back in the past with my afro
Like I never ever knew Strange or put the name Tech N9ne in my shoe strings (Cheah)
Like I didn’t know I was spittin’ the butane
And I grew fame with the homie Bobby and 2 Chainz

Like I ain’t rich, like I ain’t sure
Not a near record platinum and near gold
Like I ain’t drip, like I ain’t froze
Like I ain’t made a quarter mill for a show
Like I ain’t big, like I ain’t huge
Like I ain’t shit, like I ain’t pay dues
Like I ain’t fool, like I ain’t cool
Like I ain’t build a empire in the zoo, like I, like I ain’t

Strange Music
2019 and beyond, baby
This shit crazy
Tech N9ne baby

Ayy
Stejně, jako nejsem na 1, 2, 3 pac
Stejně, jako já nebudu zuřit, když můj kámoš dropne beat
Bussin ‘to capping, když se vzpamatují
Opravdu potřebujete věřit tomu, že jsem zpět a že to fackuju
Průmysl k zakrytí čepice
Potřebujeme rapovat s vášní
Když jsem v tomto díle, rozdrtím ho v módě
Jako když jsem nikdy nejedl v této hře (Cheah)
Jak jsem nikdy neviděl a měl jsem nějaké velké věci
Stejně jako jsem nebyl po světě s holkami a kopal to na party, že by to mohlo pozvednout ducha Ricka Jamese (Jesus).

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