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Yall are a buncha posers, with over exposure JJ Fad hair cuts and padded shoulders Next year, dudes will probably be wearin high heels Make-up like a bitch Do whatever to sign deals And I ain't just some old head Stuck in my old ways But I ain't feelin rappers Who look like they go both ways Was raised in the greatest generation to do it And you can hear it in my music Now that rap is polluted I'm like Druid... a human Removing all of the sewage That y'all are spewin and stewin In dirty bodily fluids I'm like the Brita To get rid of the shit they put in the water They started to poison the people The people they alter Fluoridating, sedating the brain And breaking they will The same shit happened to rap They extracted to skill It's like pop is a poison, in the form of a pill And you understand the risk... Letras de cancionesBut you takin it still Every body recycles... Everybody else beats... 50 versions of a song 30 times in a week That everybody repeats That everybody is weak East coast rappers Be dick ridin dirty south beats There's no sense of culture It's over... it's a wrap Like what whites did to jazz When the music was black Now these Internet fuck boys Speak like it's fact With that overly emotional rap It's so wack Rap is not pop If you call it that then stop You ain't ever lived it Ya new to hip-hop Downloaded googled it When an album dropped Never ever ever been inside a record shop Rap is not pop If you call it that then stop You ain't ever lived it Ya new to hip-hop Downloaded googled it When an album dropped Never ever ever been inside a record shop I put a bullet in my radio Put it out of it's misery It'll be a cold day in hell Before they get to me Never surrender to they gender bender agenda Remember Nebuchadnezzar And Just return it to sender I'm bout to burn it forever They Babylonian loading in, the subliminal Visuals since you watched nickelodeon Or the pimp at the podium Talking slick til you vote for them Id rather cut em open And soak the fucker in sodium Stadiums packed With clones who scream and clap For an autotuned hack Singing emo rap Y'all need to stop what ya doin Like my Preemo track Ya so arrogant it's embarrassin' Ya ego's wack I'm too... Kool G Rap for these new school cats I'm Freddie Foxxx With burn marks from Glocks on wax I hi-jack racks Relax...9" Steady stick to the facts Cuz stick up kids is out to tax Volume at the max With the sunroof back I was rappin when the rappers Didn't care about a plaque Or the plastic facade It's fact it's a fraud Aps classic A rap intergalactic god Escaped from a pod Like Kal-El From out Hell... With flows That would make any earthlings Mouth melt Yo... Watchin MTV With Public Enemy Peace To Ted Demme I was raised on that energy Rap is not pop If you call it that then stop You ain't ever lived it Ya new to hip-hop Downloaded googled it When an album dropped Never ever ever been inside a record shop Rap is not pop If you call it that then stop You ain't ever lived it Ya new to hip-hop Downloaded googled it When an album dropped Never ever ever been inside a record shop From Letras Mania