''Bad Influence''

Verse 1:

im getting judged while im wearing my headphones listenin' to rap

white parent slaping their kids for listening that crap

they say its a bad influence just coz

they listening us for cocking gats trying to get in combat

he's sag's his pants listening to wu-tang clan

gets ass whooping coz he's not actin like his momma raised him

they want to see they kids play the violin

till they hear their kids say:Momma i'll die for the crips

his momma doesnt have a clue that he's being abused he's all bruised

this is the music for the kids who dont have a thing

nothin only a dream and a fucking rap magazine

but they do it for the money for the fame

but i do it for those kids i do it so i can talk thought the lyrics

so they can say fuck everything and just listen to the music

but parents are allergic to hip-hop

they put the track on stop take it out and stomp on it

so they dont skip the school so they dont act like a fool

but this music make's that one kid strong to prove his momma wrong

so he puts on another song that make's him feel like king kong

but his momma want's to see him playing ping pong

but his momma doesnt see that rap music is the place that he belongs

only type of music that makes him bounce along

get him up when he's down he found his own sound

but his momma remembers that his father is brown

remembers that his pappa was the king of underground

so our music is affectin this kid some of our shit is makin him forget

that back in the day he was a drug addict

but now we rescue so many kids from killing themselves

soo the people who know me know i have a bad temper

but now my skin is thicker but i'll still try to make my music bigger

i dont normally rap about inspirational shit

but when i do i try to stick to it even if its for one kid

becuse of that one kid i'll never quit