Man, f#ck this shit…
Bump that sh#t! This sh#t is tough man…
What are you motha f#ckas even talking about?
Look…
Man, times have changed, I think I’m in the wrong decade
Crusin around, 90’s sh#t still gettin played
I remember, back then, son, my pops was nuts
If I got hit and ain’t hit back, he’d f#ck me up
These motha f#ckas are not tough
Back in the day, you got bullied? Then somebody probably got shot up
When the f#ck did we get soft?
Now a days, they go home and cry, and then, they blow their own f#ckin head off
If there’s a problem with somebody, just f#ckin say it
And stop sayin everything everybody does is racist
I can’t take it, everybody got excuses
Wearin women’s clothing, everybody lookin stupid
I was never jealous even for a minute, listen
I just honestly don’t like you, there’s a huge difference
You’re havin brain lapses, and I’m payin for them
They’ll never speak for themselves, so I’mma say it for them…
WAKE UP!
What type of a man you take me for?
I can’t see the truth between your lies
To be original is not your forté
Spittin on the corners or dancin in the hallways
It’s truly missed, your music’s sh#t
And there’s a difference between you and I…
As much as sh#t change, it still stays the same
People’ll do anything for a taste of fame
They place the blame on others for where they fail
Their mothers are so ashamed, their brothers are in a jail
Father’s not around, conveniently out of town
He must’ve joined the circus, that deadbeat is a clown
Kings don’t earn the crown, they pass it to the next of kin
Music went from Nas – The Message, now it’s text messagin
They told me sex was sin, now, it’s all I ever see
Heresy is clear, what you fear is what you never see
Unless the T.V. on
Now that the CD’s gone, go find another rapper on the sh#t that we be on…
Give me any beat, get my graffiti on
Haters snatch the food from out your plate with their greedy palms
Conserve the artistry, they’re tryin to cut the artery
Rappers are all p#ss#, but argue about who the hardest be…
He’s gone for 2 decades, they still listen to Pac
Name me a song from 5 years ago that today still rocks…
Now a days, I want no part of this game
Aside from J Cole, I couldn’t probably tell you nobody’s name
They’re actin hard and don’t believe themselves
They got me shook the same way that I was in December of 2012……
My generation was ruthless, I gotta tell it
Back then, you had a heart of gold? They’d probably kill you and sell it…
Man, times have changed, they’re doin trendy sh#t
These b#tches postin pictures sayin they woke up like this
OK, well, that makes sense
Cause if you worked hard to look like that, then, it wasn’t time well spent…
This’ how you notice there’s a difference in time
Cause I surpass all of your standards while still fallin short of mine
And the same way Im f#ckin pissed off at you
If I was hurt as these dudes, I’d be pissed at myself too
Like…
See what I’m sayin?
There’s a difference between us and them…
Kritty, what up?
Big Kev…
Just remember to keep Staten in mind, baby…
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