Lyrics:
This is my attempt at getting people to listen to me
Slim, this rhyme is meant for getting me on your record dealing
Beats and rhymes defend themselves
have it keep it, and make use of it
This is a lesson from the S-K Biz
'Cause nobody else is gonna tell you like it is
Everyone thought that rap was
what's up
Anyway I keep em clappin along
Coz nothing bad could go wrong because this song is so strong
I'm like Toyota, who could ask for anything more
Konje this is the last song
Yah neh
What a journey it has been
I wanted to close this with a rap song man
But now that I cannot rap
Wanted
to sacrifice the taste of makin' cheese
You wanna be a rap superstar in the biz
And take shit from people who don't know what it is
I wish it was all fun
Trackateering Music
Man, y'all did it with this one here, y'all
People love to use that quote
"I'm doin' it for the culture"
But what culture is that
Most people don't see how much work is really involved
In this rap shit
I didn't know it
I didn't see it
I never saw it until I was actually in
(Voice sample:)
"Ultimately, martial art means honestly expressing yourself. It is easy for
me to put on a show, and be cocky so I can show you
right now I'm booing you
What did Kobe, Gigi and them other passengers do to you? (What they do?)
My condolences at this time is all I could offer
Kobe
Yeah, fuck that shit
You are watching a master at work (yeah)
This what you all been waitin' for ain't it?
Rap game owe me, I been waitin' for
of everything you thought was progress
And that was bullshit, I mean your life is full of turmoil
You spoiled by fantasies of who you are
I feel bad for you
I
confessions
And this by far is the hardest thing I think I've ever had to do (yeah)
To tell you, the woman I love (uh huh)
That I'm having a baby by
[Maestro Fresh Wes]
My poetry is black like Jesus
You niggas can't see this, my metaphorical thesis, breezes
Past all you niggas with your silly
And people would crowd us
On staircases with rah and sha the ganja would spark me
I was fiending to battle dougie fresh, buff and biz markie
Was always
keep the clappin along
coz nothing bad could go wrong because this song is so strong
[?? huh ?? I'm ???] who could ask for anything more
when N.W.A. is
Scientist in thick glasses and pocket protectors want to patent it
My talent is unmatched by any rapper in this rapping biz
By any rapper on this planet's
Hold tight all the mandem inside the place
This is where it is happening yeah
Skepta, Devilman
This is the big clash right about now
This is how
of a Dark Sea
'89 rock Biz Markie, beneton, wit the matchin wallabie
Take the head of a nominee, nominated for wack mc's
Ya be better off doin' comedy,
people
Let’s get going
Right back in
I think this is gonna be the last
Song for now
I think that this is gonna be
The last one today
What
for people like Logic tryna keep this tradition alive
We're not really gonna know even shortly after, what's supposed to come
Um, this hopefully is
[maestro fresh wes]
My poetry is black like jesus
You niggas can't see this, my metaphorical thesis, breezes
Past all you niggas with your silly
is brought to you
By adrenaline and good rap
Black Pendleton ball cap
We don't share the same synonym, fall back
Been in it before internet had new
Love, that means I need a girl to love me down
I dropped the pretty style cause rap was gettin' ugly
I waited a year for the results, I'm triple
on that Glamour and Glitz
While I'm all up in your ear like Q-Tip's doing a remix
This is nothing for the radio, y'all labels won't jock me
Fuck the music
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