Текст песни Like I Ain't (Tech N9ne) с переводом

Ayy, like I ain’t on 1, 2, 3-Pac

Like I ain’t finna bust when my homeboy make the fuckin' beat drop

Bustin' a cap in the wack when I’m rappin'

You really need to trust in the fact that I’m back and I’m slappin'

The industry for ducking the cat when he rap with a passion

When I’m in this piece, I crush in a fashion

Like I ain’t never ate in this game (Chuh)

Like I ain’t never seen or had me some big thangs

Like I ain’t been around the world and with so many different girls

And kinky 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 script the pledge in the scripture

Or had a hit song 'bout 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 bartered, we’re bussin' and touchin' the heart of

People that’s lovin' the hardest stuff ain’t no charted (Pleasies, chuh)

Like I never got signed (Woah)

Not a one, not a two but three times (Chuh)

Like I never did get the cheddar or see shine

Like it’s sleep time for peeps' minds on T9

Like, if these rhymes (What?) really never ever happened (Chuh)

'Til right now, like pow, I got it crackin'

With the pen and pad, without no back end

Tryna stack and get action

And pull the cash in is the way that I’m rappin'

Like I ain’t rich, like I ain’t sold

Not a ne’er record Platinum or ne’er Gold

Like I ain’t dripped, 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 full, like I ain’t cool

Like I ain’t build a empire in the 'Zou

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

Stressin', like I didn’t step in the session with the Seven

Never guessin' the effin' cure is to spray thoughts (Brrt)

Like I never had a shot (Pow)

Or a song with the white guy Dre got (Woo)

Like I didn’t have L.A. locked

Never went on the set of Ballers with Mr. Baywatch (USO)

Like I didn’t meet Trav yet, like I never had assets

Bad with the pen, but never cashed checks

Rappin' like I ain’t even close to havin' the bag yet (No)

Like I’m tryna be the best up in this hip-hop (Chuh)

And do a track with the king of Atlanta, T.I.P.-top (Chuh)

Then turn around and go switch it up, and do big rock

Tryna ride all the way up to my homie in Slipknot (Maggot, chuh)

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 fam', Nelly

Like I didn’t have this new watch (Chuh)

And it never would tic and never do toc (Chuh)

Like I’m rapping myself into learnin' brew hops

Rappin' like I ain’t never did a record with 2Pac

Like I ain’t rich, like I ain’t sold

Not a ne’er record Platinum or ne’er Gold

Like I ain’t dripped, 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 full, like I ain’t cool

Like I ain’t build a empire in the Zou

Like I, like I ain’t

Skippin' my job, yeah (Yeah), like this is a process

Try’na get from the projects, so I spit like I got next (Woo)

And I trip if you object (Yeah), like I’m itchin' to fly. Tech

Whipping in kitchens with Pyrex (Woo), to the mission that God set (Yes!)

For me, rippin' these quick and will not rest

Like no flippin', Techn9cian is obsessed (Chuh)

Like I didn’t know when I was droppin' (Chuh)

Independent music, I wasn’t toppin' (Chuh)

And all the bad bitches wasn’t jockin'

I rap like I didn’t know I’d do a record with Hopsin (Chuh)

They call me Tecca N9na, I’ma shoot this

If you’re dissin', 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

Rappin' like I am back in the past with my afro

Like I never ever knew Strange

Would put the name Tech N9ne in my shoe strings (Chuh)

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 sold (Yeah)

Not a ne’er record Platinum or ne’er Gold

Like I ain’t dripped, 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 full, like I ain’t cool

Like I ain’t build a empire in the Zou

Like I, like I ain’t

Strange Music

2019 and beyond, baby

This shit crazy

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