Tech N9ne - Like I Died Lyrics

Don't know how many damn times I've tried
Ay, got too many good things to say
So here's a message to mista DJ

Play my music like I died
(To the DJ)
Like the Nina ain't alive
(Quit the replay)

Like I took the long ride
(On my D-day)
Like everybody love my music
And the whole world cried

Ay, treat it like I was comin' from billings on the way to spoken
And ya found me twisted and mangled inside our road van
Like it's so ugly the paramedics say 'Oh man'
There go techa Nina with no life but more fans
Like in hell or I'm in heaven, just fell in from nine eleven

Propellin' from high and dove in the concrete
Like my name was McVeigh
And I check the mail and a bomb beeped
Like having roset was dope and sell it beyond cheap

Like I was in the mood for set trippin'
Fights begin and ruggars get splittin'
Like my life is through and death slips in
Like there's no air left and my chest stiffens

Like I'm in the church and I'm preachin'
Lovin' the way sista look and afta service we creepin'
Play my music like we was in the telly deep asleep
Then got murdered 'cause her husband was the deaken

Play my music like I died
(To the DJ)
Like the Nina ain't alive
(Quit the replay)

Like I took the long ride
(On my D-day)
Like everybody love my music
And the whole world cried

Play my music like I died
(To the DJ)
Like the Nina ain't alive
(Quit the replay)

Like I took the long ride
(On my D-day)
Like everybody love my music
And the whole world cried
(DJ's)

(Bring that beat back, bring that beat back)
Like having super pneumonia with out taking my z-pack
Like me off in a seat function, flamed up witha a B hat
And I'm patten my pockets yellin' 'Wheres my piece at'

Like an ink session gettin' a snake in the back tat
Got a gun and kicked in the face and I ran to the back 'Skat'
Through the alley, under a ladder tripped over a black cat
Fell in the street, got hit by a Toyota with a hatchback

Play my music, let everyone know that I can rhyme
But I got shipped to Iraq and I stepped on a land mine
Like a wild bull let out the cage and it's ram time
My job is to be the circus clown but I'm damn blind

Like I had the Cuban, I accidentally called pin head
Like I'm matisyahu in a room full of skin heads
Play my music like I'm permanently in bed

I'm sure the DJs are with it when him dead

Play my music like I died
(To the DJ)
Like the Nina ain't alive
(Quit the replay)

Like I took the long ride
(On my D-day)
Like everybody love my music
And the whole world cried

Play my music like I died
(To the DJ)
Like the Nina ain't alive
(Quit the replay)

Like I took the long ride
(On my D-day)
Like everybody love my music
And the whole world cried
(DJ's)

Unless I left my vest and I catch the magnum
Like they let tech rest and toe tagged em'
After the beat him, tied him to the truck and clod dragged em'
Like I died of lupus, cancer, leukemia, epilepsy
M.S. or sickle cell anemia

All at the same time and the call is a slaign N9ne
Caught by a serial killer with a saw and its pain time
Guess it really does pay to get caught with stray
That's what it cost, what you pay in a way
That's all for the say

'Cause when you rappin' your ass off
Skill is they last thought realer than real spill
But you get killed and you blast off

Play my records like I'm takin' the big ride
Like a deadly virus killin' me inside
I know you sucka DJ's got a lotta pride
All jokes aside even though I'm still alive

Play my music like I died
(To the DJ)
Like the Nina ain't alive
(Quit the replay)

Like I took the long ride
(On my D-day)
Like everybody love my music
And the whole world cried

Play my music like I died
(To the DJ)
Like the Nina ain't alive
(Quit the replay)

Like I took the long ride
(On my D-day)
Like everybody love my music
And the whole world cried
(DJ's)

Play my music like I died
Like the Nina ain't alive
Like I took the long ride
Like everbody loved my music
And the whole world cried