Nobody Like Me Ekoh & Tech N9ne

[Verse 1: Ekoh]
Yeah, what's goodie?
Flow state, I’m at home writing rhymes in my hoodie
Yeah, fully, in the game I ain't really tryna play with you, rookies
Like, I don't need no one
Solo in this bitch, I been movin’ at light speed
It's a shame everybody in the game wanna hate (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
But there ain't nobody like me, ayy (Yeah, woo)
'Cause I'm a hooligan, shooting, and I been rooted
In independence defending, offending anyone who is in the vicinity
Enemies a plenty, I'm set and ready
And me and Tech is the equivalent to a Jason and Freddy (Yeah)
Deadly on the mic, I'm (What?)
Going to get another one to put in the zeitgeist (Yeah)
Turnin' a fuckin’ hater ’round like tellin' ’em "Hi, bye" (Hi, bye)
Gettin' the hype, gimme the mic, jump in the mind
One of a kind, fuckin' Einstein
Oh, y'all can be watching, but never know my
Struggle when I came from the gutter that I been trudging through (What?)
Stickin’ to my guns without every carrying one
And look it, me and all my comic book references turned to money (Ayy)
I guess, I just be up on another level
Killed the angels, friended all my devils
Drive I got is more like Twisted Metal
I am not an artist, I'm a vessel
The music easy tryin' to maintain (True)
But I'm havin' harder times tryin' to stay sane (True)
Got the magic with the pen like my name's Strange (Yeah)
I don't give a fuck, lemme say it with a straight face
I don't switch stance like half cabs
My rap bag, gettin' so packed my pants sag
Was laughed at back before the follows and stats matched
But I'm a bloody savage and the best in this bitch, period, tampax
Hold the beat, I need a gas mask, ayy (Smoke)
They studyin' me in the stu, I'm a lab rat (Lab rat)
My worst day, you like half that (Half that)
Tryin' to get up in my head, that's a fat chance (Fat chance)
Yeah, go until the monthly a million (What?)
Talkin' 'bout deposits, I ain't talkin' 'bout listenin' (What?)
Run it 'til I get up to the top, I'm not giving' in (What?)
Gotta be a reason for the life I been missin'
And I've been livin' in a bubble, I guess
That's how it gets when nobody wants to play with you
'Cause you're a threat, but I really think I would love to grab a shovel
And bury the competition and critics with all of the thoughts that keep me up and grinding, ready to get it, I'm on