I swore that I'd stop
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Tryin to figure out what's wrong with hip-hop
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After Soulja Boy dropped
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And everybody thought there was a diss to Mims
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Oh well, cause what the hell happened to him
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I worked years on a record
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And rappers all-of-a-sudden started comin droppin songs they come up with in a second
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The radio plays it til the public done had enough of it and needs somethin even dumber to replace it
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The quota hip-hop emcees are just as sad
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Metros' dressings retro it's just a fad
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Kanye might not be gay but y'all dressed like fags
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Tryin to be him and express, but man poppin some tags
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I hate the fact that I sound just as mad
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As an abusive dad who's kids bedroom is trashed
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And I admit for a sec I was on the fence
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Cause that padded room got hot so I had to vent
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I miss the days where a rapper had to have some cents
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Before they even saw a dolla, imagine it
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I don't mean rappers that rap about laba-rynths
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And apart tires, and all kinds of bad-ass shit
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What happened to freestylin in the park til it's dark
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Paintin pictures from finish to start like it's an art
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Now all I see on 106th and park is dumb dances and rappers that'd I'd rather hear bark
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That's all I hear when these mufuckas rhyme and can't believe y'all got this mufucka signed
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Here we go everyone's a rapper like hand me flows
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When you know you wanna get a spin on the merry-go
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I don't care if you were 12 years old and priest saw your rear-view even he wouldn't feel you
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People tell me fuck it X, you can get a deal too
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Just make one of them songs to make em all hear you
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Then drop an album showcasing the real you
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And that's what all these new young rappers that get deals do
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Niggas don't even spit that raw anymore
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They don't know a break from a kit-kat bar
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They don't know the difference between a classic and a hoopty
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And half they lives is outta a Martin Scorsese movie
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And fans shake they head in agreement with what I said
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When they ringtone is prolly snap ya finga, shake ya leg
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We gotta put an end to the bullshit, indebted
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I said it
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And every single word, yep, I meant it
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Does it take a T-Pain feature for y'all to get it
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Download my mp3 and not a snippet
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Make all my concerts free to get a ticket
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And you can quote me on all of these lyrics
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And now you hear it
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So what's eating Gilbert Grape?
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The fact that I'm filled with hate that makes a nigga feel this way
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Or maybe cause I gotta deal with hate, from niggas I don't know, I could get killed today
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See I went against the wind and I'm into they own alley
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So that's kinda tough when you in this state
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So while everybody was trappin, and bustin they macs
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I was opening the window, like William Gates
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My album Complex did amazin things for my city
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Alienated me from all the cats that ain't worked with me
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I charge four-sixteen and niggas like who is he
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But hustlers know time is money, and I gets busy
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So when niggas try to diss me I just laugh it out
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Cause I don't think they even know what they mad about
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Like local cats become rappers and of course they wanna battle
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So I'm the default nigga they rap about
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Oh my, I got bigger things to do
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So I don't got time to sit and hate on yo mans
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No lie, my money tight like a Jew
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So why would I concentrate on yo camp
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I came from the bottom to the top with a hand
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Without Craig and the Power 93 band
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Told em mamma's gone and they said I'd never be one
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Payback's a bitch though I just want a refund
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You were from the stars while bars just wanna see one, and need one
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And have a baby mob on the key one
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Sometimes I ask myself, what's the reasons?
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That I wanna be part of this game and what it's become
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And that's the question that I dance around to
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And maybe on my album I'll have an answer for you
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But til then I'mas keep dancing and snappin, smilin and rappin
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And just wait and see what happens.
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What's Eating Gilbert Grape
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