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| Verse 1: Ever since I was a kid/ People knowin' my favorite music/ Ask me where the talent in rap is/ But there's several levels of skill which one must posess/ To elevate their status and attain development/ To prepare yourself, study the various elements/ But before you get that far/ Don't even start if this shit isn't imbedded in your heart/ Hardly a day has passed since I put in that Fat Boys rap/ In the 80's that haven't been in awe of the masters of this craft/ And this craft has been mastered by many rappers as a matter of fact/ And the fact of the matter is that it still gets the shaft// Verse 2: Back in the 80's I was 7 or 8/ Acts gettin' up on stage lookin' like ladies/ Hair all feathered and fluffed out, lipstick in use/ Lookin' at Twisted Sister like "who the fuck'd wanna be like you?"? I will say though I hold much love for the Crue/ And part of my attitude has been inspired by The Nuge/ But back to the topic/ Our Genre's got it on lock/ Droppin' hot ones like The Chronic from the legendary Doc/ Drizzay changed the face of the game/ By asking Marion to get him out of NWA/ With that came an era of change/ Dre put color to something previously gray/ And since that day, Andre's name has become the seal of greatness// Verse 3: From bein' on porches and rappin/ To bein tortured with verbal famine/ Us Rap Corporals be like addicts/ Torchin' horrible actors/ Slappin' Academy Award winning detractors/ Snakes in the game lethal as T-Mobile hackers/ I wanna fuck Paris and Tara/ Call up and get a hook from Ms. C. Aguilera/ In addition, Alicia can give me some keys/ Because her voice on anything brings angelic dreams/ So, no matter your race, color or creed/ At the end of the day, it's about musical unity/ Not to mention the affect on intellectual puberty/ If you were me, what would you think?/ When you see the games talent depreciating/ I'm choosing to help, so hand me the mic/ Watch me bring intelligence back to the light/ And in mid verse I hear 'em stop and say "hell yeah, he's tight"// |
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