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Kader
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Tattle Teller
I grew up when the time ain't good (You love it)
Basketball was a mile from the hood (Get Buckets)
I use it everytime I should (Say Fuck It)
I have some problems
but I solve em'
with this pen and paper
labor ain't a thing
that
I
crave
But when you see me
across the street do you look both ways
before waving
hey to me, I might just be
your favorite rapper,
your favorite actor,
And if you see me
walking faster away from your direction
Your can be caught with a feeling of rejection,
And instead of taking it as an exception you get hectic,
You get domestic, sometimes when I speak I think I'm mad dyslexic,
I think I'm mad impressed with all this Compton vibe,
but when you have peace with war it's not a powerful collide, instead
with it brings tides, two different groups with different truths about life.
I
Could just write along the guidlines
of what these black folks wanna hear,
Or
I could branch out with different topics, bringing a different type of
meaning to the ear
and when they hear the funk, the rap, the hip hop happening they'll
be sure to know what it is that I'm cracking
in fact
I could just sit back and relax, and watch while reacting consciously
and obviously, letting go of all honestly,
probably, just get even more irony, the more I sit back, closing my eyes
losing all reality,
reality bites back
as I open my eyes and see
that the folks that I thought believed
has all the sense,
had blown
right past my
album, the date is way past Novemeber The Fifth, I confess, i commit
to several crimes relating to why I'm so pissed
Why I'm so drenched
In frustation and hatred toward my own community,
all of the good rap
is immune to me, I will soon sit down and see the problem with this
industry it's definetely
not what it used to be, if I'm right, I can indite these lyrics
most agreeably,
and easily fit for the more intellegent folk and peacfully
deliver the message in all my passages, without being
wreckless
And relieving
myself after it's been so skeptic with all the new figures
who make it no difference to make a good move
on all the ignorance
in the nigga sense
I could probably trap, rap, spit bars about how callous I can act
To my brotha's while also stating
that I love them right back,
I track
all of these tracks
and attract all types of wack
rappers from different places,
losing myself in different young creative faces,
the rest of them have neurosis,
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prescription pills in large doses,
I can tell the coldness and boldness apart from you
in the coldest nights,
your thought hopping like locust
in the dark rise
I can compremise every vibe through your
eyes
I see why
I see sly
imperfections in your reflection I can see your anorexic
gaining in self-pity
i can truly see that you're with me
but have to hide your opinion
you call em nitwits I suppose
the kids you around blinded by hoes
fast cars
trap houses,
spittin' bars
but they won't make as far as you, jail will in be the only thing
living
in their view
I know the truth about you
Yes I do
you have this girl that you want but she does see through
she ignores all your workings to have her and it's not
working for you or her
she steady twerking on dumb nigga's
and you observing
like it's a one man show.
I know that you also wish to blow like Nas
and knock the Earth off axis
ass bastard that could send a vibe through the North
alleyways
and bring back before axe-mass (X-Mas)
ass faggot
with the bars the cure the inactive
but you're afraid that your voice can not sooth
the lyrics or bring original flow thought of when crafting
this motive or topic factless
with out words you're a shaftless
actions can cause drastic
ass factions.
And now you want to rap about ill stories
that never happend
or how 'hood' you think your city is but not
really asking
yourself how it's even right when LA got gangs
that bang hard than the LA slang.
Then you wanna rap about how you think the album is
lacking
the ingredients to relieve the media's hunger and infact
making it worse and than
it's now asking for more
ass rapper.
And then you want to go off topic in half your verse thinking
you're making some elaborate as matter you half-
ass crafter
you think you're the shit when you've only been doing since November
the Fifth back in two thousand twelve
when all the girls that you knew where pearls
to your eyes and now hurl
and despise them
as you see them,
oh yeah you fucking
off-topic
ass- asshole
SHIT.
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