I Ain’t Here to Be Liked
TitanChord
[Verse 1]
I never shook hands just to fit in,
Never bit my tongue to keep a friend
Truth don’t care if it breaks your smile —
It’s got boots on and walks the mile
They say I’m cold, say I’m rough,
Say I leave when things get tough
But I’ve walked through fire and spit out pain —
Ain’t no badge in pleasin’ shame
[Chorus]
I ain’t here to be liked,
Ain’t here to play it right
Don’t need no praise from the pews,
Or your watered-down excuse
I’m the outlaw you ignore,
The voice that slams your door
No thanks, no roses, no rewrite —
I ain’t here to be liked
[Verse 2]
I told the truth when it stung like sin,
Took my licks with a broken grin
A man who folds for sweet applause
Ain’t never lived by real men’s laws
[Chorus]
I ain’t here to be liked,
Ain’t kneelin’ for the mic
Won’t dress my scars in grace
Just to keep a smile on your face
I’ll die the way I came —
With dirt and a name
Not polished, not polite —
I ain’t here to be liked
[Bridge]
If that’s too much, look away —
But I ain’t changin’ anyway
[Final Chorus]
I ain’t here to be liked,
Just to ride and strike
No crowd, no crown, no light —
I ain’t here to be liked
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[Verse 1] I never shook hands just to fit in, Never bit my tongue to keep a friend Truth don’t care if it breaks your smile — It’s got boots on and walks the mile
They say I’m cold, say I’m rough, Say I leave when things get tough But I’ve walked through fire and spit out pain — Ain’t no badge in pleasin’ shame
[Chorus] I ain’t here to be liked, Ain’t here to play it right Don’t need no praise from the pews, Or your watered-down excuse
I’m the outlaw you ignore, The voice that slams your door No thanks, no roses, no rewrite — I ain’t here to be liked
[Verse 2] I told the truth when it stung like sin, Took my licks with a broken grin A man who folds for sweet applause Ain’t never lived by real men’s laws
[Chorus] I ain’t here to be liked, Ain’t kneelin’ for the mic Won’t dress my scars in grace Just to keep a smile on your face
I’ll die the way I came — With dirt and a name Not polished, not polite — I ain’t here to be liked
[Bridge] If that’s too much, look away — But I ain’t changin’ anyway
[Final Chorus] I ain’t here to be liked, Just to ride and strike No crowd, no crown, no light — I ain’t here to be liked
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