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Spit the Real Truth
- VERSE 1:
- The mainstream’s filled with these spineless hacks,
- thinking they’re so macho with their mindless raps,
- their topics are weak and their rhymes are whack,
- thinking they murder the beat on a violent track,
- overused crap about their bitches and hoes,
- subject matter’s all about the riches and dough,
- the underground is filled with the sickest of flows,
- when I blow up I’ll spit it real, these critics’ll know,
- so many problems with all our communities,
- but they’re overlooked in rap as far as you can see,
- real artists blow up and they forget their roots,
- and they have a tendency to always stretch the truth,
- thinking it’s playing cool, they don’t stay in school,
- and it’s all good until they go and spray a tool,
- and it ain’t cool when a small and little kid dies,
- and the middle of guns and in the middle of lies so
- HOOK:
- Sing with me, sing for the year,
- sing for the laughter, sing for the tear,
- sing with me, just for today,
- maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
- VERSE 2:
- No wonder there’s homophobes and misogynists,
- ‘cuz they say “shoot a fag” and then “sock a bitch”,
- and “smack a hoe”, this is common, oppressive,
- and promoted, what about a positive message,
- ‘cuz most of rap’s buyers are teens and rebellious,
- so I’m speaking to y’all because you sell ‘em this,
- telling ‘em to go out and blast off, kill a gangsta,
- and squeeze automatics after they fill the chamber,
- and disrespect their women, beat their girlfriends,
- ‘till a young influenced teen’s on the street in whirlwinds,
- ‘cuz he got told that he didn’t have enough street cred,
- sometimes they go in alive but they then leave dead,
- and humans bleed red and blue, and it’s insane,
- ‘cuz they choose colors of Bloods and Crips in gangs,
- and it sounds dramatic, but it happens everyday,
- drug induced teens hear killing and go renegade,
- and shoot off with vodka after whole bottles,
- I know you do your thing, but be a role model,
- sometimes a beef erupts like BIG and Pac Shakur,
- bang bang bang and they lay across the floor,
- and now it’s not just a feud, they wanna win the battle,
- and their bandwagon groupies, they jump in the saddle,
- and support ‘em until they see that it’s just music,
- but somebody goes out and they just must lose it,
- don’t believe me? Look at L, Pac, Big, and Proof,
- Bugz, Kadafi, and Slim, you’ve gotta spit the truth,
- Scott La Rock, Mac Dre, and Jam Master Jay,
- how does it make you feel that they’ve passed away? C’mon just
- HOOK:
- Sing with me, sing for the year,
- sing for the laughter, sing for the tear,
- sing with me, just for today,
- maybe tomorrow the good Lord will take you away
- VERSE 3:
- Rappers complain about this, but they turn around,
- and talk about houses that they’ve burned to grounds,
- and all the bodies they’ve laid, it ain’t subliminal,
- it ain’t cool to be a disruption and a criminal,
- and kids from the streets, it’s their environment,
- they grow up in cycles of poverty and violence,
- and think that selling drugs is the only real way out,
- so they wait a while until all their deals play out,
- I understand they need to go out and pay the bills,
- but remember how rappers always say “staying real”,
- they live in mansions with pools, communities gated,
- twenty miles from ghettoes, but they keep on saying it,
- this rap game’s tainted, who’s villain, who’s cop,
- it ain’t a question about who’s staying real and who’s not,
- ‘cuz people still remember thugs killing Tupac,
- ‘cuz he never hid the truth, was always spilling the rock,
- fake rappers know who they are, and I ain’t saying names,
- but I’m tryna address issues, I ain’t playing games,
- kids, they find it an outlet and need to channel their anger,
- but their frustration shouldn’t make their lives in danger,
- sorry to stratch a broken record, it’s hot and aggressive,
- but these serious problems need to be brought to attention,
- so send a positive message, make sure these kids can feel you,
- never forget your roots and spit the real truth and
- HOOK:
- Sing with me, sing for the year,
- sing for the laughter, sing for the tear,
- sing with me, just for today,
- maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away
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