Hey. What’s up?
Just wrote this, I hope you like it?
What’s wrong with game?
Face covered in blood,
Mouth talking dirty,
Rappers laving game,
W***** becoming flirty,
Commercials aint fair,
What’s wrong with these players?
Creating commercial music,
They don’t care.
What’s wrong with the game?
Can we still call it rap or it already lost its name?
For some reason players turned their way,
The game is now not the only reason for what they play.
What happened with passion?
What happened with love?
Is game still here?
Or is it already gone?
Outlaws became nice,
Souljas became generals.
Throwin main dice,
F*** for what you fight,
You’re standing on thin ice.
As NAS said “people need something to believe in”,
But they forgot how to prey,
Old runners turned their head towards commercial way.
Face covered in blood,
Mouth talking dirty,
Rappers laving game,
W***** becoming flirty,
Commercials aint fair,
What’s wrong with these players?
Creating commercial music,
They don’t care.
What’s wrong with the game?
Can we still call it rap or it already lost its name?
I believe we still got something we can trust,
Don’t be sorry when the fire is turned to dust.
Brand new glory, brand new age,
Same old story, actors changing on stage,
Dissin, not rapping, love turned to rage.
I am done because this became funny,
It’s not about love anymore,
It’s about money.
i was thinking about making it about dragonflies but my friend on facebook wants to write about butterflies and she cant make a damn decision and everytime i try to make an idea she counteracts it with something better and its driving ME INSANE…
They could never understand what u set out 2 do
instead they chose 2
ridicule u
when u got weak they loved the sight
of your dimming
and flickering starlight
How could they understand what was so intricate 2 be loved by so many, so intimate
they…