Lyrics
I'm feelin ripped off lately when I listen to hiphop,.
I'm pissed off at the way the industry flip flopped,
Criss cross your fingers, take a look at your wrist watch,
The tick tock, counts down the seconds till lift off,
To ressurect the rap scene, we need some changes,
Tryin to keep my act clean, 'till my name is famous,
Not tryin' to get rich, that would only grow my pride more,
Music is my hobbie, it's a passion I would die for,
Let me start, on the topic of art,
self expression, each line playing it's part,
To make a masterpiece,
So pass the beats and give me some time,
Deliver some lines, straighten up your shiverring spine,
You're quivverin cryin, save it for a different time,
Sippin the wine but it's bitter like a pickle in brine,
Pickin the shiniest change from my nickels and dimes,
For a coffee and some smokes, while I'm spittin these lines,
cuz....
I'm just like you, I ain't no superstar, no superstar,
Be who you are,
No superstar, no superstar, be who you are...
There's a million other rappers out, But I'm an emcee,
I dont care about the fashions, or being trendy,
I care about the passion, I care about the truth,
'Cause I care about our actions and I care about our youth,
'Cause the way the world's going astray, makes me wonder,
Is it too late to fix it today? or can we come up,
With a final solution to the planets polution,
And the way my people treat each other, cold and abusive,
Old and reclusive, others hanging high in there nooses,
With a fake sense of hope still denying the proof,
That we're a part of something bigger than the music and beats,
And we're comin to awaken all of you from your sleep,
Throw a hand up high, sayin stop all the nonsense,
Analyze the rhymes when you're shoppin for content,
Handlin mine, Keep your plans in your mind,
Follow through when you're ready to expand your horizons,
