R.A.P.
emoshaolin
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Rhythm and Poetry Mama used to tell I was going to die being somewhere I wasn't supposed to be We was in the store, she always tell me Little man stay close to me She could never live with herself If she had to Live with the ghost of me And that's some rhythm and poetry Look man I touched down in ninety-three but I keeps it a hundred Seven always been my lucky number Cause it always made all the difference Rap ain't what it used to be RAP used to be Rhythm and Poetry Is nobody noticing Rap ain't what it used to be Now we just got rhymes and percussion In triple time with your cousin Somebody tell me i'm bugging Yeah, somebody tell me I'm bugging Who you know from the nineties that still rep like this Who you know from your hood that run up a cheque like this Who rock a cemetery fit, be fresh to death like this And disregard the disrespect like this I'm really bringing it back man This the boom bapping Hit you with a backhand Broken heart, dark knight, late 20s Call me Great Depression Batman For the one time Spit another classic Disassemble the microphone and get to spazzing My brain a little faster than ya average, drastic All facts it's all smack talk But talk back if you clapping With lyrical gats no cap That's the way I be rappin Blasting off like Team Rocket in a basket Blasting off again ass dude Master, bastard, goth, opinionated Slashing off a head ass dude Typically despicable, get the stick if he Get to tripping off the bills past due Seen your ass in public and probably won't speak ass dude And if he fast he can probably Sneak past you And he spaz too His lyrics like the product He get in your head like V Sassoon He never had a pops so bastard never had to deal with "be back soon" and Jimmy crack corn and D crack tunes I seen Dope dealers get shot Eighth graders with glocks Raised up with no pops Eighth stuffed in my sock Steady busting it til somebody cousin get shot All of this for a rock or he get killed by the cops Somebody please tell me when does it stop Cause that's hiphop But Rap aint what it used to be RAP used to be Rhythm and Poetry Is nobody noticing Rap aint what it used to be Now it's just rhymes and percussion Triple time with your cousin Somebody tell me I'm bugging Rap ain't what it used to be Listen up man This is How to Write a Lucrative Essay News Flash, I'm showing you How to Make the Paper Like the Front Page The Type of knowledge make a man Modify his attitude If he a Chump, this instruction will make a Chump Change Yeah you really like to talk the gunplay Til your son play In the street upon a Sunday And one done run up in son brain He don't live to see Monday Mundane, that's what you seem to take for granted The damage, panic Pop a Xanax, get manic Find your mans, get blamming Can't stand the message to my people is "Be felons or gangbang" either way At the end of the day it's the same thing Get popped or get chain ganged You thinking you solid til you get robbed cause your chain hang Only reason he robbing and slang caine is to maintain Got sisters that's mothers With daughters no fathers That can't change The cycle My brother's in prison Or dead beat Or dead broke Or dead ops Gone get smoke Cause bro only concerned with them dead folks And put that on dead bro Cause he heard a rapper say A Nigga touch my chain and I'm going to let that thing blow Let that thing go Can't outrun a gun if you was in The same boat as Usain Bolt Why he got a gun if he tough though Why my brothers got to be the ones that I both bust at and bust fo' Why it ain't no songs about killing some crackers Why the f*ck Rosa ain't Shoot that cracker on that bus for Laid him out then kicked him out the bus door Why she ain't just drag him to the drug store Then douse him in some alcohol til his mother fucking lungs are sore Then burn that fucking racist If black lives matter why Niggas got to die in a song Just to make it on your playlist While I'm here in this position reminiscing Let me say this Rap ain't what it used to be RAP used to be Rhythm and Poetry Is nobody noticing that Rap ain't what it used to be Now it's just rhymes and percussion Triple time with your cousin Somebody tell me I'm bugging Cause rap ain't what it used to be It's just hiphop Make this shit stop
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