Free download
Song Info
Genre
Charts
#3,047 in subgenre
Peak #10
Charts
Peak #164
Author
n0vy
Uploaded
May 20, 2008
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.7 MB • 128 kbps • 4:00
Lyrics
Every time I rhyme on the mic it's now a crime
x3
No exaggeration, Yo fuck this nation
They mad cuz I'm white and from the burbs
And so often I'm right so I get classified nerd
They ask me why I rap, well why should I answer that
Just listen to the wisdom that I'm passin with these words
Oh I get it... you just want another trashy verse
from some wannabe fake G who's fast to get hurt
What's classic at first becomes a stereotype
So everybody on the mic is just itchin to fight
They had a dream, but didn't live the vision out right
So it sizzles in the pan then fizzles from site
Ironic, they listen to my music and they see white
Words are heard through their eyes, how can rappers be tight
This my mission impossible
Eminem was not a gateway, no he stands as an obstacle
Next time you say I should rap like him
I swear to fucking God Imma put you in the hospital
I'm tired of people who think I wanna be a killa,
A Blood Spilla, a pimp or even a coke dealer
And when I tell them that, they think I'm Vanilla
I'm not ice, not plain, nobody's realer
I can't get it through their thick skulls it's a damn shame
How to get this message across? I need a campaign
Goin coast to coast time to get these fans sane
Cuz they out they damn mind if they think this mans' lame
... They just mad cuz I'm college material
I'm eatin steak and eggs while they feedin on cereal
If you want a better grain go and get yaself some bread
You got a brain in ya head, use it instead.
I know you hate ya liver and abuse it to death,
but when you sober up you'll find truth in the mess
And trust me on that shit, I learned from hard knocks
and its never easy man I can hardly stop.
The truth of it all, the hook is not a metaphor
I turned a wrong direction I coulda took a better course
But it's not without that bullshit, better bet
I got a damn year just for surfin the internet
And some bitch hit on me at the bar
And took me back to the crib, yo this thinkin isn't hard
Put it together, what you think she tryna start
But a month later somehow I'm in a fuckin cop car
At the top of my class and had to drop outta school
Had to cut some people off even tho they cool
Life flip turns upsidedown
And I know my fate already I'm just waitin it out
I couldn't go to trial, I had to take the plea
Juries are sexist they'd never believe me
But no matter what kinda sentence they demand
They gonna have to pry this damn mic out my hand
On
Playlists
Comments
The artist currently doesn't allow comments.
