Hey yall Im just fucked up that nowadays all rappers do is write bitches, money, drugs and how to diss cops So I thought Id make my share to save hip hop it goes
#1] My pen had a wet dream, the result is you now hear I find that rappers just want to stick their behind On stupid cupid stuff and write romantic songs, which make me go Act all thuggish and gangstery , But when its to rap He commits a crime and the people, who made hip-hop a shrine Acting like hes the one whos smoking hot, when still a lot of cats Who aint got cash to chill, who aint that rash to want to But their raps smash you and bash you Like when hulk and thor and dashed at each other, Beginning a new era Nowadays what do is roll to the mall and maul some dolls, And get them to crawl under balls, Make them at their feet, awake them and tell them this is how You will fill your lyric sheet They gonna write bitches, ashtray full of weed and burned from torches Times changed so much that rhymes have changed Sadly all left is shitty, and witless thickheads even more doltish, cloddish lyric for red-heads They got but it seems so lame once you think about their aims aint no monopoly to play with fake money They were born who like to be in gaggles, well fuck his shit Rap is a house and it got a bathroom so shit rappers leave their shit there And rap clean it up, well it ends today
You see real rappers every fan as a blessing, Real rappers every song refreshing, They dont about money, They dont write about bitches, rappers rap in the streets, rap in the streets, You see real rappers take fan as a blessing, Real rappers make every refreshing, They dont write about money, They write about bitches, Real rap in the streets, rap in the streets,
#2] My pen and paper love and the baby was my lyrics Rap is a word to describe a inscribed and joined together By a centrifugal force, Destroyed a course by people taking rap as a source for a living How can a being be so cunning? Back in the days rappers would not go or pussy-searching would go free-styling or battling They would be beefing and cursing and each other on their filming Leaving their kneeling and kissing their feet The music on a sheet is not moving G Rap, Twista, Tech N9ne would spit worthy lyrics It was touchy and subtly stingy, strongly led to a haven where everything Was healthy, nothing was and no one was stealthy Their life is like an stick the fragrance remains You see some rappers an impression and Make people hop with hints of I cant sit straight and listen to mainstreams crap so I a substitute and listen to 2pac
You see rappers take every fan as a blessing, Real rappers make song refreshing, They write about money,They dont write about bitches, rappers rap in the streets, rap in the streets, You see rappers take every fan as a blessing, Real rappers make song refreshing, They dont write about money, dont write about bitches, Real rap in the streets, rap in the streets,
#3] My supposed to be slow like a menstrual flow But I have a few pursuit when Im in the zone When I say something I say it, I dont have to think the way you wanna slay me a wack demon with some semen You just to eat creatine and make your body pop Then hop to the where they sell dope non stop Im of seeing wanna be sluts on television say they wanna auction off their virginity But all they want is to get paid for getting I feel like slapping fake rappers on the face and them through a glass slab Till date your fate hasnt been good to youre the shoot Im the root we go in separate ways I bleed you till I decreed you and guarantee your gonna Plead and kneel me and tell rap is best old-school I will make a conflagration of your Royce And you listen to Royce Da 59 These raps are like in a bout to you against me Looking at you rap is like looking at a guy asperges lie Its too late, youve realized you cant escape Im in the gaseous state.
You see rappers take every fan as a blessing, Real rappers every song refreshing, They dont write about money,They write about bitches, Real rap in the streets, rap in the streets, You see real take every fan as a blessing, rappers make every song refreshing, They dont write about money, They write about bitches, Real rap in the streets, rap in the streets,
Thats all man, I just want to say if you want to rap, learn to be to yourself.