im bumping lil brother
Life Of The Party
drop the The Source
cop the double X-L
what the hell, my lips locked
im looking at the cover
and this "lil" ma fucker
wit a shirt on, saying "I AM HIP-HOP"
my mouth drop, altho a fan
of the man, but i dont understand
what these dudes comprehend
cuz u rhyme to the beats
spitting about the latest
and u made it
what hell make'em think they the greatest
dudes couldnt be legit
if they was Hammer wit his money back
boring ass CDs
make me want my money back
LPs feeding me, beef or tall tales
the industry all bulk, like ya-hoo mail
cuz they spitting hot shit
dont mean the shit hot
if albums sold off quality
niggas would just flop
labels buying back cd's soon as they wrap'em
the bootleggers getting rich
how niggas goin platium
the rookies buck the chiefs
cuz a chief didnt guide'em
we fans of ghostwriters
cuz the artist didnt write'em
they still claim they spit hotter than a sauna
hip-hop aint dead, the shits in a coma
i aint dissing nobody
this exactly how i feel
ima chill
go back to reading my Double X-L

Peace!

"everyone like spectacular pass me the ordinary, da peanut butter and jelly to da lobster and shrimp, the o' oh thats him, to the mobsters and pimps" - ME, dammit!

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