| Verse 1: I don't roll Benz/ I don't bring in big ends/ I don't have a flat screen/ I don't hail from Long Beach/ You can have your mansion and 5 pimped cars/ I don't buy ice and I don't rent out bars/ I don't know Dre and I've never met Rock/ I'm just 28, rapper in the game and inspired by Pac/ Born and raised as a Michigander/ Lookin' you in your face and saying "fuck your standards"/ I making this music 'cuz it comes from the heart/ It always will and it has since I started/ I'll never write a fake verse like others I've heard/ I won't spit no names cuz I ain't lookin' for beef/ But let's just say, in regards to the game/ I support mostly West Coast G's/ If you don't like my style and can't stand my ways/ Take the fuckin' CD out and don't let it rotate/ For those who down, go ahead and blaze the weed/ It's Papa Graz on the mic reppin' Downriver see// Verse 2: Growin' up I've always been addicted to rap/ It started with them Boys that called themselves Fat/ Then came along a cat named Fresh Prince/ When he first dropped, he was strictly the shit/ A few years later came Dre and Snoop/ They flipped the game upside down making things fresh and new/ Then my life changed when I listened to Pac/ He's never dropped a rhyme that wasn't smokin' hot/ Don't forget Warren G. or Tha Dogg Pound/ Their impacts have been just as deeply profound/ Top it off with some Em and the man named Kid/ Sprinkle some Cube on the top, and that's about it/ These are my influences and inspiration/ They reign at the top of the game and secured their places/ Now they remain legends with the most famous faces// Verse 3: Now the purpose of my music/ Is for you to make good use of it/ So why spit this shit?/ Well, of course so you can blaze a split to it/ Reminisce on times of past, when rap had soul/ Before it's heart became exposed/ And way back then the door to frauds was still closed/ Now a days though, it seems beefs are more important than flows/ Beefs are ok, as long as no bodies decompose/ Don't close the game by making beef fatal to another soul/ Or the door we opened to respect will get closed// |
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