Luyện nghe bài hát Why You Ain't Call Me

To whom it may

(Why you ain't me?)
You know I'm the hardest, you know that my art is
(Why you ain't me?)
I'm not hearted but I could've been old when I started

(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 and that's a damn shame 'cause I slam my bang
(Why you ain't)

been inside every hip hop circle you could imagine
Gangster or pop, even backpackers know that I'm real good at
I was back in the day when my hood was lackin'
Yo so I'm to talk about what shoulda, woulda and coulda happened

If music was inovatin' and penetratin' generations
By generatin' musical
It wouldn't be about and demonstration
within a blatant looks just disentigratin'

It ain't about the music, it's about the fame
If you ain't popular homie, then you out the game
If video and radio don't announce your name
They don't know your even though you blow most out the frame

But a mouth don't get fed when it stays shut
Lay cuts with Tecca Nina 'cause he can straight
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 that my art is applauded
(Why you ain't 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 ain't 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 with Hov 'bout 27
Why he ain't have me on a record only knows
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 collaboratin' them was all in me dreams
fact the only one of 'em called me was Beens

He told me he played you 'The Industry Is
And you it so you know 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 third of 'Renegade'

They must think I'm a of dynamite with no stem
That's why I got D12 but no Em
But I burst flame and I bet y'all know my first name
'Cause I'm the hardest this of Earth man

(Why you ain't me?)
You know I'm the hardest, you know that my art is
(Why you call me?)
I'm not broken hearted but I could've been old when I

(Why you ain't me?)
You know I'm the hardest, you know that my art is
(Why you ain't me?)
You sleep on my music and that's a damn shame I slam my bang
(Why you ain't)

ain't no hate mail, this a love letter
I love you niggas music and I hope is does
I just wish you woulda hit a brother that love
But I'm ballin' now and I'm better than I was

Space age flows Jesse and Primrose
Tin-fold, I to open-up, now I end shows
Grim road, when you one of the best with dough
And you ain't got Dre, Storch, Pharrell and no

I've met almost of the DTP
But the couple times I spoke to Luda, think he see me
Had never met but he spoke at BET
Shawnna love me, Field Mob and Chingy speak me

So I'ma re-inaurate the game, it's all
And you don't get no if you an emcee with a small name
If I wanna get on TV I guess I gotta call
And Nelly, my great name is Maud Haynes

Maybe I'm trippin', of delusion
Maybe it come all the drugs I was usin'
Maybe I am the best that you ever saw
Maybe I'm wrong and you know me at all

I guess I'm blinded, I got
none of you just will 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 call me?)
You know I'm the hardest, you that my art is applauded
(Why you ain't me?)
I'm not broken 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 ain't me?)
You sleep on my music and that's a damn shame 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 call me?)
You know I'm the hardest, you know that my art is
(Why you call me?)
You sleep on my and that's a damn shame 'cause I slam my bang
(Why you ain't)