[** **] "What it take" "to be a great" "MC"
If you ask me, it's much more Master of Ceremonies a lot of Masquerading Cornballs Don't realize it means Mad Creativity In this day and age of There's two types of rappers that recognize and hear But I prefer the ones with the of the year Than the gimmick with the and the right puppeteer Now you can be the rock ?? Shakespear you're still 10 steps away from having a You step up the to earn respect from your peers And end up on deck for the remainder of years I suppose means greatness takes blood, sweat, and tears It also takes an industry that doesn't fear Or pumping all this mindless crap up in your And ?? in the contrast of what you get to You got to recognize it's a determined A righteous young mind is a devil's fear But you wanna give the people peace and satisfaction Everybody's mama wants a of the action So now I fall victim to supply and Immaculate conceptions, illegitimate to be the greatest story ever missed Which its meant to be for whoever's hearing this
2x] When all said and done it should be heard and seen 'Til this cold-hearted game forces us to teams While the for the loot spreads out like gangrene So the haves chase their tails the nots chase their dreams As the years chase the days, past the futures, fate Like your firstborn, for pop's release date Postpone, meanwhile, I accumulate To revise and renew was just heard and seen
It's been stated I rhyme like God and I ?? like a poet One ?? the other like Lady Macbeth Flip styles Bela Karolyi hearted, cold blooded I like opposite left I opposites right what they left off My rights left right-wing as to right beside me my right hand man 'cause he left what's right And I the right to write 'til I'm free 'Cause I styles with my pen, That ya'll couldn't if you all day long Literally, this designed for one orator Stays on the Emcee's emcee, I be the emcee's emcee I am saying what I am thinking Except when my mind's My open even when my eyes' drinking I's a socializer, but more so those wiser Ask yourself why's a music so misused self contained And not self I myself contemplate 'til I make myself complain Shall my raps stay maintained, in cellophane 'Til they're unwrapped by human no, so I rap wherever I go And let it grow up in your like a tumor
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Aiiyo, ya ya really know me well more to me than ya mind got room for And much more than a clever verse or two That's all you know about me, you ain't knowing that You think I give a fuck or not my record sells? You're damn right but you see that the way I'm keeping score If one million people it does that make it true You judge my music by or not my pocket's fat? Well, you When the cash cow you're It yours but the job pays well, don't it? And if you're lucky you can even get to taste a We'll see who's happy when old but you're not grown You see me? Now, yeah, you'll see me too Fucking you up when the point change, don't it? I know what's hip, but you determine if hop or pop just a man without a voice, pass the microphone I know the diff between written rhymes and You see, for me, it's having sex or making love And you should by now I'm married to the pad and pen But I'm to cheat on her every now and then Will your children know the hip hop Will the songs you be shrouded in mystery? Don't step to me with your stats and date smarts You know your neighborhood by street or landmarks? I'm not talking 'bout the first record ever I'm talking 'bout the first one that ever you The first records that I played played me And I can still play 'em today 'cause they true You this time I'm only speaking on the timeless It sense now and then, yeah, now and then now it's making picture perfect sense and then It's making picture perfect like it did now