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Our Genre

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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