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shit, Obie n*gga I told you on this man.
n*ggas ain't even real nowadays. I mean,
I remember when the shooters back in the day,
when it was actually real hip hop. These n*ggas wearing dresses heh,
n*gga is you serious? Haha I don't even understand,
I don't really get it. I watch and turned on the television heh,
and this shit is going on from Empire. Empire?
n*gga you trying to be Jamal from Empire. I call these n*ggas Solange.
I just don't want to be politically correct but shiiit.
I call it like I see it. It's the new newest to our communities.
To be honest I don't really give a fuck.
These n*ggas really wearing dresses, and you calling it hip hop?
I don't with fuck with you n*ggas you all fake
I don't see the point in your hearts, to pulsate
Yea you problamatic on social media
Apologetic when approach greetin' ya
This what the culture leadin' to
Yellow backs with jeans squeezing their p*nises
And we supposed to receive them as rap geniuses
Are we supposed to believe what n*ggas feeding us
When they sweeter than Jujubes, Reese's Pieces
Candy coated n*ggas corroded the G Code
I don't give a damn how much coke that he sold
Cuz on the low, look at him gropin' as*h*les
Am I the only n*gga with his eyes not closed
Guess so, fuck the rest you, plus the dress you came in
And n*ggas is flamin', And I be steady aimin'
America won't bully me in tryna understandin'
fuck these lames man, I'ma talk truth to power
Turn rap fruits to flowers, R.I.P. delusional cowards
Lying to the youth they swallow us (Hahaha)
n*gga talk truth to power, weather in the booth or outa
R.I.P. delusional cowards, Lying to the youth they swallow us
Haha, now that's what the fuck I'm talking about
These n*ggas out here, n*gga you bout to tell em like it is
n*gga you can't water this shit down, n*gga it is what it is
Straight up, keep it honest, keep it folkie, n*gga just keep it Obie
West side motherfucker, skewl craft till you die
My heart goes out to Orlando
And every man and women representing that rainbow
The game i represent we don't switch them lanes though
This is hiphop, this not a flame show
My daughter listening while n*ggas grabbing they ankles
So self-consciously this might take hold
And you can blame it on idiosyncrasies
I know where your secrets lead
These sissys wearing it on they sleeves
Candy coated n*ggas corroded the G Code
I don't give a damn how much coke that he sold
Cuz on the low, look at him gropin' as*h*les
Am I the only n*gga with his eyes not closed
Guess so, fuck the rest you, plus the dress you came in
And n*ggas is flamin', And I be steady aimin'
America won't bully me in tryna understandin'
fuck these lames man, I'ma talk truth to power
Turn rap fruits to flowers, R.I.P. delusional cowards
Lying to the youth they swallow us (Hahaha)
n*gga talk truth to power, weather in the booth or outa
R.I.P. delusional cowards, Lying to the youth they swallow us
Politics, politics is brainwashing out community and as we as people
have to realise that we have a responsability
that hiphop is ours, and it always will be...
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