Like I Died

[Intro] HEY-EH! Been waiting too damn long on a side Don't know how many damn times I've tried Ain't got to many good things to say So here's a message to mister DJ! [Hook] 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 [Verse 1] Ay, treat it Like I was coming from billings on the way to Spokane And you found me twisted and mangled inside our road van Like it's so ugly the paramedics say "Oh, man!" There go Tecca Nina with no life but more fans Like in hell or I'm in heaven, just fell in from nine-eleven Propelling 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 tripping Fights begin and ruggars get splitting Like my life is through and death slips in Like there's no air left and my chest stiffins Like I'm in the church and I'm preaching Loving the way sister look and after service we creeping Play my music like we was in the telly deep asleep Then got murdered cause her husband was the deaken [Hook] (2X) [Verse 2] (Bring that beat back, bring that beat back) Like having super pneumonia with out taking my z-pack Like me off in a C function flamed up with a B hat And I'm patten my pockets yellin' "Where's my piece at?" Like an ink session getting a snake and the bat 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 accidentily called pin head Like I'm Matisyahu in a room full of skin heads Play my music like I'm permently in bed I'm sure the DJs are with it when him dead [Hook] (2X) [Verse 3] (*Backwards rap*) Unless I left my vest and I catch the magnum Like they let Tech rest and toe tagged him 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 slain N9ne Caught by a serial killer with a saw and it's pain time Guess it really does pay to get caught with stray Thats what it cost, what you pay in a way that's all for the say Cause when you rapping your ass off Skill is their last thought Realler 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 killing me inside I know you sucker DJs got a lotta pride All jokes aside even though I'm still alive [Hook] (2X) [Outro] Play my music like I died Like the Nina ain't alive Like I took the long ride Like everybody loved my music And the whole world cried