Well I've been getting more into rapping lately, jotting down random shit here and there when it feels right and today came up with somethin for Jay-Z's Success that I've been hooked on for about 2 days now, so yeah...
I used to give a fuck, now I give a fuck less, what do I think of success? It sucks, too much stress, a nigga with with 2 tons of sins on his chest, put in all this hard work for a few flashes of some breasts? Fuck that, I'ma become a mandatory, not for the glory but for niggas that may share a similar story, "Who is he?" That nigga WR4TH's on a different path than all you lavished cats, until I drop all of you can kiss my fat black ass, until then I'ma keep comin' like a bastard that wasn't told the definition of protection, I'll sever this track into seven different sections with niggas all around starin' at one segment, "What is this?" Succession of lyrical assault with a deadly weapons, lyrical catastrophic consequences with one sentence....
Let this bitch breathe...
I used to give a shit, now I don't give a shit more, truth be told, I had more fun when I was piss poor, I'm pissed off, what the fuck happened to the game? Niggas are too soft, OG's bought out by bullshit, I've seen it too often, what happened to the Doggystyle and Bacdafucup, every time I look around I see new dance come up, seems like when nigga's reach success they forgot how they came up, raise it up for all my true hip-hop historians, with each verse comin' out my mouth turnin into a goddamn emporium, each bar I spit's a goddamn life-saver, I ain't Jesus Christ but I am your lyrical savior, look son, I'm more than your average neighbor, I'm here to make the papers, love the haters, get wasted, make masterpieces while I'm on a bottle of vodka with no chaser, now I'ma do you a favor....
And let this bitch breathe...
Soyeah.... Comments, criticize, I really could care less with this being probably one of my rare raps that actually didn't talk about rape, extreme violence, or anarchy. This rap is actually more.... peaceful. |