Why You Ain’t Call Me Tech N9ne

[Intro]
To whom it may concern..

[Chorus]
Why you ain't call me?
You know I'm the hardest, you know that my art is applauded
Why you ain't call me?
I'm not broken-hearted, but it could have been on when I started
Why you ain't call me?
You know I'm the hardest, you know that my art is applauded
Why you ain't call me?
You sleep on my music and that's a damn shame 'cause I slam my thang

[Verse 1]
I've been inside every hip-hop circle you could imagine
Gangster or Pop, even backpackers know that I'm real good at rappin'
I was strugglin' back in the day when my hood was lackin'
Yo, so I'm 'bout to talk about what should've, would've and could've happened
If music was about innovatin' and penetratin'
Generations by generatin' musical integration
It wouldn't be about limitation and demonstratin'
Imitation we then are blatantly just disintegratin'
It ain't about the music, it's just about the fame
If you ain't popular homie, then you just out the game
If video and radio don't frequently announce your name
They don't know your music even though you blow most out the frame
But a closed mouth don't get fed when it stays shut
Lay cuts with Tecca N9na 'cause he can straight bust
Say what? You ain't heard of me gettin' paid bucks?
Touring, y'all see me rippin' the stage up