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The Times Have Changed
- The times have changed,
- the reason why unexplained,
- now niggas are slinging weed
- instead of good old cocaine.
- I can see some reasons why though,
- I mean, you gotta get the dough,
- and how the shit are you supposed to not die
- when you're trying to hold off the heat
- with a fuckin' TEC 9?
- Anyway, now that gun is contraband,
- doesn't mean it's extinct,
- I've seen one on the driver seat of a shot up sedan.
- I know that aint a typical gangsta car,
- but now, you know, rappers got cash
- don't have to acquire such trash,
- ride with some class.
- Speaking of ride,
- hoes no longer ride a dick
- just to get a few dollar quick,
- less exposed,
- you wonder why, but who knows
- maybe the heard the words of Tupac,
- to keep head up, legs closed, eyes open,
- shit on those words and maybe you need to receive a cap.
- Because the times aren't the same,
- and that's a shame,
- because now we got bitches actin' like
- the death of Biggie is no biggie,
- now they look up to Nicki,
- fucking pricks
- they got to be thick
- but that stupid shit still sticks.
- Said bye six four,
- hello police at the door.
- Real thugs are fading out the picture,
- now I think why try,
- once you're gone, there's no button to retry,
- now raps are less than mediocre.
- They're bullshit,
- lines cheesier than slapstick,
- Nicki needs a kick,
- Drake is dick
- Lil Wayne, you're not so fucking slick,
- Kayne West is just a dick,
- Kim just wants the dick,
- this scene makes me sick.
- In this day and age,
- It's not about lyrical mass,
- sadly, thanks to kids,
- it's about the size of your as
- and whether or not you got a Facebook page.
- Raps about thug life, they're history
- now it's about cars, money, whores,
- and I'll diss them shitty songs viciously,
- not a sweat to me,
- that's just how it oughta be,
- because we
- as a species
- can't stand passive aggressive to this shit, it's offensive.
- These newcomers wanna shit on what rap was about,
- they think they're they shit because they're a high school dropout,
- I hear you say "Wait, wasn't B.I.G?"
- Yeah, but you see,
- he was actually from the ghetto, and although today's rappers wanna claim it
- who, out of them was, nobody,
- I guarantee with certainty that they just lie and live expensively.
- But can we touch them, hell no,
- they're gonna laugh us off
- go back to their perfume and tobacco
- but they tend to forget I'm an untamed lyrical tornado
- I see you, I'll spit at you,
- this grudge won't just be dead tomorrow.
- And I know there's still good rappers out there,
- DMX, Logic, and so on,
- but they just get overlooked, tossed aside
- like a cheap tampon.
- That's fucking pissing me off,
- and instead of the mainstream bitches having real beef with them,
- they'd rather face real niggas in a bake off.
- Said bye six four,
- hello police at the door.
- Real thugs are fading out the picture,
- now I think why try,
- once you're gone, there's no button to retry,
- now raps are less than mediocre.
- They're bullshit,
- lines cheesier than slapstick,
- Nicki needs a kick,
- Drake is dick
- Lil Wayne, you're not so fucking slick,
- Kayne West is just a dick,
- Kim wants the dick,
- this scene makes me sick.
- I'm done on this track,
- RIP to Biggie, Easy E, Tupac,
- I know if you were alive today
- you'd agree these fakers need a smack.
- And I'm not even on your levels,
- you were real thug devils,
- but I'm just paying respects
- because you purified the once mighty rap industry
- and yet, now, it's one step away from a train wreck.
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