New Song by G~Pfeif... adressing any and all haters... Beat made by Philippic Records.. check his site at http://www.soundclick.com/bands/1/philippicrecords.htm
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We are a hip hop group reppin MD that dont claim to be gangsta... bu
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Aight... This is a lil group that Me, G-Pfeif, and 2 of my boys, D-Mole and Kasenge, started...we also bring in our boy Church to sing choruses and shit... so hes also part of the group.. and we got anotha guy we call Orf that helps make some ill beats...more recent recruits are our boys J-Ott and E.D. ...we go to a Boarding School and we make all of our songs and beats in D's room using Acid 4.0...Email us if youre feelin or Sh*t...
Visit our website @ www.geocities.com/dormroomproductions
Lyrics
(Verse 1)
it's G-Pfeif,
In the day i brought you Dorm Room Productions
its been a year since, and you could say i grew up some
tryin to keep it real, stay away from corruption
tryin to be heard, and prayin i blow up son
its a fact that eve ry body plays the fool...
if ya hatin on me then i guess you do too
no matter whats in my way... ima pull through
im gonna get mine, dont hate , focus on you.
people hate on my sh** and im like wait, did this happen?
cuz haters without skill are as played as Ms. Jackson.
havent made it yet, but no way i quit rappin
people gon start speakin my name, like pig latin...
not sure where i came from, but damn glad i did it
who knows when ima stop...im done when im finished
if you had an eraser my flows couldnt be diminished
dont question my hunger, im it to win this.
(Verse 2)
how come im not gettin heard, if not blowin up
when My flows stay hot kinda like MILFS growin up
seems like erryones gettin signed, like they just showin up.
and gettin albums made, their popularity goin up
not many unsigned artists can top me at my best,
but i remain infamous like i threw the cup at Ron Artest
if you check my tracks, i know youll be im-pressed
G-Pfeif is movin up, maybe youll hear him next.
on ya radio or see his name online
ill be there someday, just give me some time,
cuz no one can quite compare to the skill of mine
and like clumsy poets, im droppin hot rhymes
and makin hot tracks for whites, hispanics and blacks,
and i got the strength to carry the underground on my back.
Im a nice enough guy, trust its a fact.
but hate on me, and bet youll get smacked
(Verse 3/Outro)
but it seems like no one wants to hear me rap,
just becuz my songs aint all about guns that clap.
basicly the industry's got the fans in traps,
makin em think if aint gangsta, then it must be whack
dont gimme that, hear my track, and then make your assumptions
ya dont like it, well then why are ya speakers bumpin
give my sh** a listen... i bet you ill show ya somethin
and all that wanna hate, i got 2 words, F*** em
