Past The Bs. Ft. Twist
Posted: Sat Nov 18, 2006 7:24 pm
Twist on the first verse.
Ayo, Bitch ass niggaz rappin about nothin,
sayin they down but they jus frontin,
Runnin round with glockz n akz gettin sprayed ,
While dez niggaz runnin round with crack gettin played
Actin like they a g in tha game,
Talkin that shyt with fear in they voice tryin to get fame,
Itz an intellectual battle of wits,
No nigga startz out in tha ritz
Mentaly tired and lyricaly retired,
hatin on niggaz i once admired,
copy real niggaz jus tryin to be fia
Tryin to clear my head from all these distrations,
caught a nigga wit a copy n paste shoulda seen hiz reaction
Blastin Pussy niggaz all day n night
but im only one nigga n im losin tha fight
or two of us got these dudes nervous
I've always prefered perfect vertics
my verses refered by mcs n herbs
calculated wordsmith whose unnourished
balancing logic like turn tables
whats worst is I'm unstable
work with the same mcs who burn labels
a guns fatal, murders is not a sickness
what you believe in is not your convictions
i spit what the encylopedias missin
so stop n listen, like pediatricians
half these emcees are dropping fiction
like steven king, with no personalities
as if their genre, involves no originality
I can even sing, got a writers mentallity
the reality is, the fake cds are climbing charts
they forgot rhyming arts, when they were tots
now their minds blocked, from real thoughts
ever since my parents bought a rated pg cd
from the shop, they made it easy for my creativity
to take off, it was crazy, I stayed off the block
that these writers chalk, so hate me greatly
I'm a figher locked to write like Jay Z
the "mind frame of the emcee" became me
I was brainy before rap, mainstream like borat (cult class)
and with logic Ill bring peace like a war act
one problem I do have when dropping
a fueled rap for these rappers coffins
is when dudes act like they a part-in
send me cartons of cigs with them lies
cuz your starting a hypocritical enterprise
Ayo, Bitch ass niggaz rappin about nothin,
sayin they down but they jus frontin,
Runnin round with glockz n akz gettin sprayed ,
While dez niggaz runnin round with crack gettin played
Actin like they a g in tha game,
Talkin that shyt with fear in they voice tryin to get fame,
Itz an intellectual battle of wits,
No nigga startz out in tha ritz
Mentaly tired and lyricaly retired,
hatin on niggaz i once admired,
copy real niggaz jus tryin to be fia
Tryin to clear my head from all these distrations,
caught a nigga wit a copy n paste shoulda seen hiz reaction
Blastin Pussy niggaz all day n night
but im only one nigga n im losin tha fight
or two of us got these dudes nervous
I've always prefered perfect vertics
my verses refered by mcs n herbs
calculated wordsmith whose unnourished
balancing logic like turn tables
whats worst is I'm unstable
work with the same mcs who burn labels
a guns fatal, murders is not a sickness
what you believe in is not your convictions
i spit what the encylopedias missin
so stop n listen, like pediatricians
half these emcees are dropping fiction
like steven king, with no personalities
as if their genre, involves no originality
I can even sing, got a writers mentallity
the reality is, the fake cds are climbing charts
they forgot rhyming arts, when they were tots
now their minds blocked, from real thoughts
ever since my parents bought a rated pg cd
from the shop, they made it easy for my creativity
to take off, it was crazy, I stayed off the block
that these writers chalk, so hate me greatly
I'm a figher locked to write like Jay Z
the "mind frame of the emcee" became me
I was brainy before rap, mainstream like borat (cult class)
and with logic Ill bring peace like a war act
one problem I do have when dropping
a fueled rap for these rappers coffins
is when dudes act like they a part-in
send me cartons of cigs with them lies
cuz your starting a hypocritical enterprise