Not Alike

[00:00.29] Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up!

[00:04.22] Yeah

[00:13.47] Brain dead, eye drops

[00:14.99] Pain meds, cyclops

[00:16.97] Daybed, iPod

[00:18.72] "May-back", Maybach

[00:20.47] Trainwrecks, sidewalks

[00:21.97] Payless, high-tops

[00:23.98] K-Fed, iHop

[00:25.47] Playtex, icebox

[00:27.55] That's how much we have in common (yeah!)

[00:28.98] That's how much we have in common (whoa!)

[00:30.75] Up on this mic, when we're on it (yeah!)

[00:32.57] That's how much we have in common (yeah!)

[00:34.36] That's how much we have in common (woo!)

[00:35.72] That's how much we have in common

[00:37.22] We are not alike, there's not alike us on the mic (yeah!)

[00:40.73] I don't do Jordans and Audemars

[00:42.72] I do explosions and Molotovs

[00:44.22] Y'all blowin' smoke as if y'all ain't washed

[00:45.98] I blow the smoke from the car exhaust

[00:47.74] Flyin' to a party I am not invited to, feelin' like the streets need me

[00:51.26] I ain't gotta dance long as my Ferrari Spyder move like C Breezy

[00:54.72] I don't gotta hire goons

[00:55.97] I'd rather try to buy the moon and breathe freely

[00:58.16] The sky is blue, the tires are new

[00:59.23] The Maserati white and cool like G-Eazy

[01:01.48] While these dudes tryna figure out

[01:02.97] How to do a freestyle as fly as me

[01:04.91] I'm confused tryna figure out how to do Kapri Styles and Mya G

[01:08.41] Everybody doin' chick joints

[01:09.92] Probably rob these little dudes at fist point

[01:11.67] Remember everybody used to bite Nickel

[01:13.46] Now everybody doin' Bitcoin

[01:15.28] We don't got nothin' in common (no)

[01:17.21] We don't got nothin' in common (no)

[01:18.41] Y'all into stuff like doubled-up Styrofoam cups

[01:20.96] On them uppers-and-downers (woo!)

[01:22.21] I'm into stuff like doublin' commas

[01:23.96] Find me a brother who's solid

[01:25.14] To count the shit up and then bust the shit down

[01:26.55] When the cops hit us up, we can flush the shit down

[01:28.14] We can not give a fuck, shit, a fuckin' colonic

[01:29.90] Sellin' your cock and your butt for a follower

[01:31.74] Possible couple of dollars you powder sniff

[01:33.94] Now you're slippin', call it a power trip, a product of politics

[01:36.30] Y'all went from profit and toppin' the charts

[01:38.07] To dropped in the park in a pile of shit

[01:39.57] Knowledge is power, but powerless

[01:40.30] If you've got it and you do not acknowledge it

[01:42.05] Y'all music sound like Dr. Seuss inspired it

[01:43.89] Hirin' strippers, prostitutes retirin'

[01:45.63] We can spit it for ya advance

[01:47.12] I'm fit to be king, you're cut out to fit in Prince pants

[01:49.19] You niggas—

[01:49.72] Brain dead, eye drops

[01:51.20] Pain meds, cyclops

[01:52.92] Daybed, iPod

[01:54.43] "May-back", Maybach

[01:56.13] Trainwrecks, sidewalks

[01:58.39] Payless, high-tops

[01:59.91] K-Fed, iHop

[02:01.62] Playtex, icebox

[02:03.19] That's how much we have in common (yeah!)

[02:04.98] That's how much we have in common (whoa!)

[02:06.73] Up on this mic, when we're on it (yeah!)

[02:08.47] That's how much we have in common (yeah!)

[02:10.18] That's how much we have in common (woo!)

[02:11.95] That's how much we have in common

[02:13.18] We are not alike, there's not alike us

[02:15.54] You say you're affiliated with murderers, killas (ayy!)

[02:17.94] The people you run with are thuggin' (gang!)

[02:19.51] But you just a wannabe gunna (gang!)

[02:21.18] Like you was gonna do somethin'

[02:22.80] Actin' like you catchin' bodies (ayy!)

[02:24.42] And you got juice, lil youngin, you buggin'

[02:26.10] You ain't never even been charged in connection with battery

[02:27.85] Bitch, you ain't plugged in to nothin'

[02:29.83] Rap God spit lyrical bullets (pew!)

[02:30.61] And gats cock, your partners better tool up

[02:32.76] This has not to do with muscular

[02:34.48] But have guns for sure, you better put a

[02:36.21] Strap on, other words if you're gonna

[02:38.08] Roll up with your (gang!) you're gon' need a arsenal

[02:40.30] 'Cause this bar is over your head

[02:42.00] So you better have arms if you're gonna pull up (skrrt!)

[02:44.49] Oh, you run the streets, huh?

[02:45.95] Now you wanna come and fuck with me, huh?

[02:47.46] This little cock-sucker, he must be feelin' himself

[02:49.94] He wants to keep up his tough demeanour

[02:51.58] So he does a feature, decides to team up with N9na

[02:54.10] But next time you don't gotta use Tech N9ne

[02:56.00] If you wanna come at me with a sub, Machine Gun

[02:57.68] And I'm talkin' to you

[02:58.93] But you already know who the fuck you are, Kelly

[03:00.68] I don't use sublims and sure as fuck don't sneak-diss

[03:03.42] But keep commenting on my daughter Hailie

[03:05.16] I keep on telling you motherfuckers

[03:06.66] But just in case you forgot really and need Ja memories

[03:08.43] Jarred like strawberry or pineapple, apricot jelly

[03:11.16] I respond rarely, but this time Shady 'bout to sound off

[03:13.24] Like a fuckin' cocked semi-Glock demi-god

[03:14.67] Let me put a fuckin' silencer on this little

[03:15.92] Non-threatening blond fairy cornball takin' shots at me

[03:18.66] You're not ready, fool, break yourself like Rock Steady Crew

[03:20.60] Obviously, I'm not gettin' through

[03:22.12] We can get it poppin' like Redenbach, lettin' off like Remy Ma

[03:24.33] Heavy artillery, Godzilla, harsh with a hard shell

[03:26.98] With a motherfucking heart bigger than Bizarre's belly

[03:29.05] Only time you'll ever say I lost

[03:30.45] You'll be talkin' 'bout Fetty Wap, better call Diddy

[03:32.45] Just to try to get me off, and you better hope I don't call Trick Trick

[03:34.53] Bitch, this shit don't fly in our city

[03:36.28] Punk, you don't disrespect OGs, R.I.P. Prodigy

[03:39.53] Sold Dre my soul and then told him the moment he signed me

[03:42.15] That I'll be the most hated, though made it

[03:43.34] So that there's no shame, it's okay to own it

[03:44.59] 'Cause life is a bitch, she's a bow-legged ho

[03:46.70] But now those days are over

[03:47.35] I Harvey Weinstein a bathrobe hanging open

[03:48.88] My code name is groper, I role play with lotion

[03:50.80] I fuck the whole world then I throw away the Trojan

[03:53.49] Old lederhosen with home-made explosives

[03:55.04] I blow eighty holes in you

[03:56.33] Don't make me go in, I OJ the flows and

[03:57.55] I'm insult to injury, Rolaids to Goldman

[03:59.56] I'm throat spray and Motrin, I throated Nicole

[04:00.81] As they both there to choke and my whole blade is soakin'

[04:02.56] I double-edge sword it 'cause one place I poke and

[04:04.55] I stick and I turn in a rotating motion

[04:07.81] Invincible with the pen, I'm at the pinnacle of sick individuals

[04:09.73] Stick my dick and put the tip in at minimal

[04:11.25] I'm fuckin' these syllables, I let 'em lick on my genitals

[04:12.98] I'm a fucking invincible, indefensible, despicable, difficult prick

[04:15.22] A little bit unpredictable, I spit the formidable

[04:16.73] That you bitches fuckin' with, the original

[04:18.21] I consider me and Nickel identical, but not us

[04:20.46] The only thing we have in common is I'm a dick and you suck

[04:22.97] Otherwise one has nothin' to do with the other

[04:25.21] None come close to skunk, bug, soldier

[04:26.97] Tongue, shrub, shoulder, one month older

[04:28.74] Sponge, mug, folder, nun, rug, holster

[04:30.22] Lug nut, coaster, lung, jug, roaster

[04:31.97] Young Thug poster, unplugged toaster!

[04:33.96] That's how much we have in common (yeah!)

[04:35.46] That's how much we have in common (whoa!)

[04:37.77] Up on this mic, when we're on it (yeah!)

[04:39.21] That's how much we have in common (yeah!)

[04:40.96] That's how much we have in common (woo!)

[04:42.51] That's how much we have in common

[04:43.96] We are not alike, there's not alike us

[04:46.21] (Man, fuck this shit, let's go)