1] Man I hate rap, but if the fits, wear it I've become a freak of nature all the stare at Who walk around bumping RAW with the blaring Saying "Fuck school" and dropping out a miscarriage I'm And I'm ashamed I a part in this devilish game Making your common sense 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 so dark that Satan'd jump out of his seat But still you out in streets thinking you hot as can be Without the to lead so you just follow the sheep Making sure your swag is all polished and clean While your favorite rapper's "Yeah, he got it from me" You been by a fake life that you're used to livin' I say the word "fun", what do you envision? Probably drinking and smoking out with your And chilling with women you trying to bang, bumping New Edition Is all you think life really is Well if so, you're a fucking idiot I feel like grabbing your head and hitting it Matter of fact, you don't even a brain; GIMME IT! Do you even have any Aside from these hoes and packing a bowl let me guess- No You're only in school because your parents you go When all you do is beer pong and hang out with your bros Yo, society's got you for a whack cause You're a fucking with no skills at all You don't any books or play 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 say is "I got money and it's stacked to the roof" And now you think that it's gon' magically just to you How? Your lazy ass commit to labor You pick something up, try it out, and put it two minutes later Then you complain your life cause it ain't getting catered Now whoever to call you on your bullshit's a hater You wanna succeed, you to try Or one day you'll get older and 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 with like Romeo Bitch a fucking lie You always talk about how every fake And you can't take it and you something real up tramp, save it Twice a week you put on makeup and damn bracelets And head to the club with your ass shaking Pulling a lowlife nigga who claim he cash Til you let him hit and find out he at the gas station One of them niggas got you pregnant and you can't it But you caused it, your actions a fat statement You Romeo, then act patient And stop fronting like he in the club in the back waitin' It's the club, where put on a new persona After they get loaded a few coronas They always shouting and out with habits that very few condone of Then look for beautiful brainless bitches like you to bone 'em Then when they you, you cry and cry 'bout, "Oh my god I can't find a guy I've spent so many years and I've tried and Why am I even on I should die" You want Romeo, you're not cock-thirsty You're nasty and probably got Sometimes the to finding is to stop searching Try a new formula, cause last one's not working
3] The term "real nigga"'s publicly And I need to know it means, cause I'm fucking confused Are you one for always busting tool With to lose and something to prove to homies up in your crew Is it because you're selling to get loot And brag about how you done been shot and Like fun to be you But your life's a struggle, right, and you just hustling Nah, you hamster ass nigga, you stuck in a loop Man, why do black people gotta be the only who can't evolve Cause you in the streets like a neanderthal It's clear you can't stand the law, you're lost as an dog And all you're in is fighting, rapping, and basketball I can't even fuck with you, cause if we out in You gon' get caught stealing some and get my ass in trouble, too get old and be nothing Living life in these streets, thugging and shit with anybody mean mugging Look at you, a real nigga, thinking life's cool Girls used to turn me down for guys who like you you grab their heart and shove a spearhead right through Then they regret it because it wasn't the move Your real nigga talk bogus A real nigga don't about being real as long as he knows it And his future seem hopeless A nigga stays out of jail, handles shit, and he keeps focused
4] So all you rappers whose is out in the wrong You the issue I wrote about in this song You go to pile on the young who around in the slums See this is what happens rap's overcrowded with bums Hope the hour is long when I'm rolling out with tongue The man is my guide, you know the power is strong All you menacing are only in it for cheese And the mass control limit was breached - hip-hop only in it for cheese, and any eyewitness can see They purposely the innocent weak My on this planet's for you, I ain't only here to benefit me Yo, we need to make a change while still time It is hard, and sometimes I struggle trying to reveal I can you if you feel blind I just need you to be willing to journey into my ill