somenerve
07-08-07, 11:48 PM
I’m sick of explaining the first verse in the second I’d rather only spit for an audience that got it how I said it
I’m seriously only lookin for critics that don’t complain cause my lyrics ain’t bout a nine, a crime, or some lies
I’m building my brand and credibility on poetic justice
I have listened too enough and respect the right artists to know
I can not only hang, damn I’m insane at times with the flow
This is all for fun don’t need a paycheck for bars so I can spit some that blow your mind same time spit another make you crack up and question how, but that’s real style
I begin each time though like I need to prepare yall for what’s coming don’t let that be seen as disrespect to those that get my flow that just means we both old and new school loved hip hop since before Flex hit radio, before Ed and Dre did Yo
So what changed rap to be some competition of who sold more crack, I dig the cats that lived it then spit it but got bigger than it
How you gonna make it through then get caught out there with dirty dough we gotta grow
I seen too many waste it all on flash instead of getting on they ass to flip that money into legit biz that keeps you out of seein ya boys only from behind glass while the CO watches and all you got is minutes before it’s back to hell
As if anyone could feel inspiration sittin in a cell and being degraded, trust jail ain’t no place to go just for higher street cred or a place to write an album
I ain’t preachin cause I been there and done it but did everything I could to double dollars in business that never has the risk of losing freedom to a system that wants that to occur….I’m bored for now, this rap tired me out I could bounce and still add more to this later, the sequel to my frustration caused by what’s recorded and called music
Damn these wack labels have literally insulted my intelligence
I’m seriously only lookin for critics that don’t complain cause my lyrics ain’t bout a nine, a crime, or some lies
I’m building my brand and credibility on poetic justice
I have listened too enough and respect the right artists to know
I can not only hang, damn I’m insane at times with the flow
This is all for fun don’t need a paycheck for bars so I can spit some that blow your mind same time spit another make you crack up and question how, but that’s real style
I begin each time though like I need to prepare yall for what’s coming don’t let that be seen as disrespect to those that get my flow that just means we both old and new school loved hip hop since before Flex hit radio, before Ed and Dre did Yo
So what changed rap to be some competition of who sold more crack, I dig the cats that lived it then spit it but got bigger than it
How you gonna make it through then get caught out there with dirty dough we gotta grow
I seen too many waste it all on flash instead of getting on they ass to flip that money into legit biz that keeps you out of seein ya boys only from behind glass while the CO watches and all you got is minutes before it’s back to hell
As if anyone could feel inspiration sittin in a cell and being degraded, trust jail ain’t no place to go just for higher street cred or a place to write an album
I ain’t preachin cause I been there and done it but did everything I could to double dollars in business that never has the risk of losing freedom to a system that wants that to occur….I’m bored for now, this rap tired me out I could bounce and still add more to this later, the sequel to my frustration caused by what’s recorded and called music
Damn these wack labels have literally insulted my intelligence