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11-26-07, 03:38 PM
An american gangster, with intellectual prowess
Rap falling into a recession, like the Dow is
With freedom of expression, I will not allow this
Truth in my possession, will speak it the loudest
Turn on the TV, real rappers you'll not see
In this rap holocaust, these fake rappers the Nazis
Exterminating the game, to be adjacent to fame
Terminating acclaim, disgracin the name
Askin for change, so we can stop this nonsense
Hip Hop aint dead, money knocked it unconscious
Will never abandon rap, cause its the best form of music kid
Soulja Boy and commercial sh*t, do not confuse it with
Listen to the real sh*t, the byproduct of the struggles
Path to success, included with all its troubles
Saturated with trials and tribulations,
Yet life is like climbing up miles of the Appalachians
Once you reach the peak, and look down at your past
You see all the obstacles that you have surpassed
Continue to write on, victory, i got my sights on
We all got dreams, but dreams don't keep the lights on
Leading the kids to drug dealing, just tryna sell this next brick
N*ggas hustling backwards, they must be dyslexic
They saying how they tek spit, and who they rep for
Bragging how they sell more birds than a pet store (Banks)
Too many blacks folks living under the poverty line
Cant pass English, but could execute a robbery fine
George Bush is gotta be lyin, we're not winning the war
Soldiers, a lot of them dyin, reminiscent of something we've been in before
Yet you refuse to stop tryin, waitin till the ninth inning to score
The pubic is not buyin your decisions anymore
It's that Republicans control the oil, and the price of gas
F*ck the government, we undercut cause they enticed by cash
President in power, who says to have god's confidence
Waiting for his last hour of leadership through incompetence
New Orleans is still underwater, its a ghost town
Fema arrived four days late, so most drowned
Feelings of discontent about the degrading of our society
They say raps intoxicated, so I'm advocating its sobriety
In the eye of the storm, surrounded by torrential stupidity
But I was born to make a difference, my potential's infinity
Rapping is the activity, hope success is intertwined
I'm just an emcee, tellin you whats on my mind
I'm out-
Rap falling into a recession, like the Dow is
With freedom of expression, I will not allow this
Truth in my possession, will speak it the loudest
Turn on the TV, real rappers you'll not see
In this rap holocaust, these fake rappers the Nazis
Exterminating the game, to be adjacent to fame
Terminating acclaim, disgracin the name
Askin for change, so we can stop this nonsense
Hip Hop aint dead, money knocked it unconscious
Will never abandon rap, cause its the best form of music kid
Soulja Boy and commercial sh*t, do not confuse it with
Listen to the real sh*t, the byproduct of the struggles
Path to success, included with all its troubles
Saturated with trials and tribulations,
Yet life is like climbing up miles of the Appalachians
Once you reach the peak, and look down at your past
You see all the obstacles that you have surpassed
Continue to write on, victory, i got my sights on
We all got dreams, but dreams don't keep the lights on
Leading the kids to drug dealing, just tryna sell this next brick
N*ggas hustling backwards, they must be dyslexic
They saying how they tek spit, and who they rep for
Bragging how they sell more birds than a pet store (Banks)
Too many blacks folks living under the poverty line
Cant pass English, but could execute a robbery fine
George Bush is gotta be lyin, we're not winning the war
Soldiers, a lot of them dyin, reminiscent of something we've been in before
Yet you refuse to stop tryin, waitin till the ninth inning to score
The pubic is not buyin your decisions anymore
It's that Republicans control the oil, and the price of gas
F*ck the government, we undercut cause they enticed by cash
President in power, who says to have god's confidence
Waiting for his last hour of leadership through incompetence
New Orleans is still underwater, its a ghost town
Fema arrived four days late, so most drowned
Feelings of discontent about the degrading of our society
They say raps intoxicated, so I'm advocating its sobriety
In the eye of the storm, surrounded by torrential stupidity
But I was born to make a difference, my potential's infinity
Rapping is the activity, hope success is intertwined
I'm just an emcee, tellin you whats on my mind
I'm out-