Tweet
My familys threatening to kick my ass out
I need this rap game to put food in my mouth
Hiphop aint dead i seen it walking about
New rappers rapping bout hoes and greed
Me from the heart not bout dough thats what this game kneads
Spitting bout journey through blood and tears
Will labels see we need pacs the dying breed
So start over plant some real seeds
While these fakes dudes turn and run away
Back to there hoods like Demarco Murray
See the new breed give em a run for there money
Tke a leaf outta my book become the trainee
Cuz you all let money get to your head
Why you songs bout money and nothing else said
Try addressing the real problems in life like death
So while you go living your fantasy lives
Theres rappers like me waiting to shine
Im moving forward i cant be in the past
So im sitting on these haters there a pain in the ass
And haters always stay pussies period
Now they wanna hate me even more, well good
I think im digging myself a grave, ya digg
You cant walk in my shoes im 2 sizes too big
Were'll run this race soon yourll be last place
Seen you all in batman cuz yall 2 faced
Your the reason theres a downside to this rap hill
But i wont loose my crown like jack and jill
Play with your words you from seseme street?
but i wont give up cuz thats defeat
Walk around with tools? more like a screw loosse
Yall lost your head to busy with drug abuse
All my life ive dreamed of being rich
And all my life i aint had much sh!t
People gonna love but most gunna hate
I keep coming back keep biting the bait
Yall wait for me to trip but i wont ever fall
Wont let you raise the stakes wont make the call
Were on the wrong foot so then i get off
Dam all my life i will never be well off
Want my family to live a good life
Settle down have a kid with a hot wife
That makes my eyes drown, Tsunami
Wanna be remembered through out history
The jacksons the pacs and the biggies
Thanks
I need this rap game to put food in my mouth
Hiphop aint dead i seen it walking about
New rappers rapping bout hoes and greed
Me from the heart not bout dough thats what this game kneads
Spitting bout journey through blood and tears
Will labels see we need pacs the dying breed
So start over plant some real seeds
While these fakes dudes turn and run away
Back to there hoods like Demarco Murray
See the new breed give em a run for there money
Tke a leaf outta my book become the trainee
Cuz you all let money get to your head
Why you songs bout money and nothing else said
Try addressing the real problems in life like death
So while you go living your fantasy lives
Theres rappers like me waiting to shine
Im moving forward i cant be in the past
So im sitting on these haters there a pain in the ass
And haters always stay pussies period
Now they wanna hate me even more, well good
I think im digging myself a grave, ya digg
You cant walk in my shoes im 2 sizes too big
Were'll run this race soon yourll be last place
Seen you all in batman cuz yall 2 faced
Your the reason theres a downside to this rap hill
But i wont loose my crown like jack and jill
Play with your words you from seseme street?
but i wont give up cuz thats defeat
Walk around with tools? more like a screw loosse
Yall lost your head to busy with drug abuse
All my life ive dreamed of being rich
And all my life i aint had much sh!t
People gonna love but most gunna hate
I keep coming back keep biting the bait
Yall wait for me to trip but i wont ever fall
Wont let you raise the stakes wont make the call
Were on the wrong foot so then i get off
Dam all my life i will never be well off
Want my family to live a good life
Settle down have a kid with a hot wife
That makes my eyes drown, Tsunami
Wanna be remembered through out history
The jacksons the pacs and the biggies
Thanks
Comment