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Peak #2,590
Peak in subgenre #297
Author
Dove Dozer
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((Copywrite 2001 Dove Dozer/nO gOoD! Records))
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December 15, 2001
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Lyrics
"Too Many Haters in tha Midst"
Intro:
how do you live your life? Are you broke? caught in a struggle? OR do you got it easy, without a worry.. someone always there for you in a time of trouble? and if you are, ya better hurry get off tha band wagon quick...don't be a b*** , this is a game of life and death... and aint no body holdin me down..thats for real.. ghetto or not... wether or not.. you plan on hatin... thats the real question.
verse 1:
I aint debatin, a lot of you here, have got skillz~
but is it puttin food on the table or helpin pay billz?~
ya see I gotta daughter to raise, an only one pay check~
and its gettin harder these days, one week to the next~
but I thank god that I'm blessed, and I can choose my own path~
I'm like a clown showin up late, I'm havin the last laugh~
can I make this cash last, cuz yo it's all about the money~
If I dont hurry up I might get evicted, don laugh it aint funny~
livin my life is crummy, but it's something I gotta deal wit~
keep it real wit, the real sh** , force of lyrics make ya feel sick~
now Im pissed, front-side crazy, blunt-eyed and lazy~
will you end up bein a fan, or just a hater thats shady~
hook(2x)
too many haters, amongst the fans in the midst~
Im out for paper, its bin so long now Im pissed~
half of you fools aint makin the cut, so now what?~
its like Im starin at a watch in the sky, your time is up~
verse 2:
I'm ready to blow up, Under pressure, so f*** the hatred~
cuz when I make it, bein able to relate is what is sacred~
I aint tryna fake it, cuz I'll always be a real emcee~
hand a deal ta me, and watch me still speak what is real ta me~
I'll kick my feet up an toke, cuz I feel beat up an broke~
smoke this weed up and choke, an hope you feel what I wrote~
and If ya don't thats kool, just don't hate witout a reason~
I'm not a trend ya have at school, outta date within a season~
I speak from the heart, so I can help ya get tha picture~
only weak from the start, so understand it as a listener~
that I'm doin what I do, juss so I can stay outta trouble~
cuz what goes around comes around, if not once then double~
an don't say I aint a part of hip-hop, when I live it~
I'm livid, lifes hard, ridged, my bed I think I'll dig it~
but before I go out, with something soundin like a gun click~
I wont get caught in dumb sh** , takin pointers from a dumb b*** ~
hook(2x)
too many haters, amongst the fans in the midst~
Im out for paper, its bin so long now Im pissed~
half of you fools aint makin the cut, so now what?~
its like Im starin at a watch in the sky, your time is up~
Third verse, call it round 3, on those tryna down me~
this aint nuttin like the circus, so no point in tryna clown me~
I've had it to the point, where I think I'm gonna snap~
an dont think for a minute, ya smoked a joint now you can rap~
cuz this thing that I'm doin, keeps me on tha straight an narrow~
with all the trouble brewin f*** the bucket, kick the barrel~
or better yet kiss tha barrel of a gun, an blow out ya brains
or cut yaself till ya bleed so much its hard to get out the stains~
cuz if ya stay on tha same route, always runnin ya mouth~
your bound to die in tha droubt, I spit flames and then Im out~
hook(2x)
too many haters, amongst the fans in the midst~
Im out for paper, its bin so long now Im pissed~
half of you fools aint makin the cut, so now what?~
its like Im starin at a watch in the sky, your time is up~
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