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