1] Man I rap, but if the shoe fits, wear it become a freak of nature all the kids stare at Who walk bumping RAW with the shit blaring Saying "Fuck school" and dropping out a miscarriage I'm And I'm ashamed I a part in this devilish game Making your sense perish But I taking the full blame most of you chumps running around here ain't never had strict parents All of your brain cells rotting weed You feeling like if you ain't got it, not as complete You having sex every-motherfuckin'-body you see With a past so dark Satan'd jump out of his seat But still you out in these streets you hot as can be Without the knowledge to lead so you just follow the Making sure your lame swag is all polished and your favorite rapper's like "Yeah, he got it from me" You been by a fake life that you're used to livin' When I say the word "fun", what do you Probably drinking and smoking out with crew And chilling clueless women you trying to bang, bumping New Edition Is that all you think life is Well if so, then a fucking idiot I honestly feel like grabbing your head and it Matter of fact, you don't even deserve a brain; IT! Do you have any goals Aside from these hoes and packing a bowl Well let me No You're only in school because your parents you go When all you do is play pong and hang out with your bros Yo, society's got you living for a cause a fucking adult with no skills at all You don't read any books or ball You draw, you literally do nothing at all Still you fiend for the fruits You have cause you idolize rappers that do And all they say is "I got and it's stacked to the roof" And now you that it's gon' magically just happen to you How? Your lazy ass commit to labor You pick something up, try it out, and put it down two later Then you complain your life cause it ain't getting catered Now whoever tries to you on your bullshit's a hater You succeed, you have to try Or one day get older and regret it all cause you can't provide Your friends are lowlifes, don't act Look, just cut the bad off of the tree, make the sacrifice
2] Girls, stop like you want a guy with traits like Romeo Bitch a fucking lie You always talk how every man's fake And you can't take it and you want real Shut up tramp, it Twice a week you put on your makeup and bracelets And head to the club half-naked your ass shaking Pulling a lowlife who claim he cash making Til you let him hit and out he work at the gas station One of niggas got you pregnant and you can't raise it But you caused it, your made a fat statement You want Romeo, then act And stop fronting like he in the posted in the back waitin' It's the club, guys put on a new persona After get loaded with a few coronas They always shouting and wild out habits that very few condone of Then they look for brainless bitches like you to bone 'em Then when they you, you cry and cry Talking 'bout, "Oh my god I find a guy I've spent so many and I've tried and tried Why am I on Earth? I should die" You want Romeo, you're not You're You're nasty and got herpes Sometimes the secret to is to stop searching Try a new formula, cause last one's not working
3] The term "real nigga"'s used And I need to what it means, cause I'm fucking confused Are you one for always busting your nothing to lose and something to prove to homies up in your crew Is it because you're selling drugs to get And brag how you done been shot and stabbed Like fun to be you But life's a struggle, right, and you just hustling through Nah, you hamster ass nigga, you stuck in a loop Man, why do black people gotta be the ones who can't evolve Cause you in the streets acting a neanderthal It's you can't stand the law, you're lost as an abandoned dog And all interested in is fighting, rapping, and basketball I even fuck with you, cause if we out in public You gon' get stealing some shit and get my ass in trouble, too get old and be nothing Living life in streets, thugging and starting shit with anybody mean mugging Look at you, a real nigga, your life's cool used to turn me down for guys who were like you 'Til you their heart and shove a spearhead right through Then they regret it because it wasn't the right Your real talk seems bogus A real nigga don't brag about being real as long as he it And his doesn't seem hopeless A real stays out of jail, handles shit, and he keeps focused
4] So all you whose soul is out in the wrong You the issue I wrote about in this song You go to on the young who roam around in the slums See this is what happens when overcrowded with bums Hope the is long when I'm rolling out with your tongue The man above is my guide, you know the is strong All you freaks are only in it for cheese And the control limit was breached - fuck hip-hop only in it for cheese, and any eyewitness can see They purposely making the weak My existence on planet's for you, I ain't only here to benefit me Yo, we need to a change while there's still time It is hard, and sometimes I trying to reveal mine I can you if you feel blind I just need you to be to journey into my ill mind