Lyrics
I need ya to listen to me for a second,
I dont even know what Imma bout to right about,
But just listen man, Hope feel,
I need to sit down, and write down couple raps,
Cuz the way Im feelin now, Its like Im laying on ma back,
and its not like Im chillin and Im not tryna relax,
Im not relapsin man, Its like I need to take a nap,
Tired, Tired fighting life with no power,
even though I been sleep for a couple hundred hours,
Wakin up hatin, the thought of being awake and,
say to my self, give me acouple minutes before I wake,
then I sit at my computer, fraggin and playin games,
thinkin I should change, but It seems as if things still the same,
Man Im feelin weak, but IM a first degree black belt in tae kwon doe,
why the heck do I feel weak tho,
and this happens at least 1 or 2 days a week yo,
then Im' feelin the need to rip another flow,
on the microphone talkin about how my energy is gone,
whoa, hold on, oh well here we go, I,
Im rappin on this hundred dollar beat,a
with a speech written out I still dont know hot speak,
it, if only it could reach kids, in such away,
they can feel and comprehend every word that I say,
but anyways ok, so tired dont know what to write down,
what do kids think is tight now, maybe I should stike,
and knock that out, of the picture,
So get ready im bout to rip ya,
#1 got a lot of little thinkin that they all cool,
even got some fool, speakin words so foolish,
think that they goulish, while on my message board,
sayin stupid church music, err church rap to be exact,
what in the world is that,
Wanna be Thug, named Dubz, Cussin a little to much when up in his raps,
Sayin bump they tracks, maybe once you clean out ya trap, cuz ya lyrics are freakin trash,
and The stench is so bad hahaha
I guess trash is ya taste huh.
I like hearing music with a lil content,
and I try to be oblivious to obvious nonsense,
Im sick of freakin rappers tryna get the club bounces,
sayin bounce the back side, man your tryna rap like,
50 cent or sumthin when o your n the mic,
career like a ship, thats about to freakin capsize,
Cant you see that with ya ship goes the livin large
sinkin way down down down in the barge
along with any thing else you dream of even havin,
if you make it I'll start laughin, cuz I'll still doubt it happin,
People cant be that stupid to listen to that trash again, and again and again,
Invokin in sin, and drinkin hen or gin, and shootin, and grab a pen and retell what youve been doin its stupid,
What else should I say.... ummm Its freakin stupid
