What do you think?
Question:
It’s ironic how reality became irrelevant/
Gangsta’s killing juveniles for Cash Money presidents/
Justin Timberlake on Black Entertainment Television/
Legends dropping classics and not selling ****/
**** the world I’m still yelling it/
It’s classic like acid burn ya’ll like mescaline/
So I’ll be the teacher and take ya’ll to test again/
It’s ironic people dehydrated while drowing/
People starving with farms surrounding em/
No light at the tunnel who’s following who/
The blind leading the blind, grind for the shine/
Like cell doors opening slow, grind for Shyne/
No I’m not the godfather, I’m a young gun not dumb smarter like S. Carter/
Too many pretenders, a beef ender contriversy starter, like I walked on Washington and pissed on founding fathers/
Slave owners with whips pounding the father, of the father, of my grandfather/
More impact in fact than cain in the hood and planes in the twin towers/
I say pray, but not hail mary’s and our fathers/
Pray for the return of our fathers/
Flow ill burns souls like ether, but deeper, stronger, smarter/
MCs and gs following trends to ends like cows to a slaughter/
**** the first family like I raped both daughters/
I did what I did, I am what I was **** the world/
**** Bush the C.E.O. whore/
**** all cops police will see me no more/
For real still militant till the end of my pens personal, versatile, venomous third world war/
Not World War 3 but the poor at war for C.O.D.s/
Lyrically I appear to be D.O.C. /
Few can do it hotter, sweater, excuse me better/
You can bet I beat heat like A.C., not Jay-z, simply crazy/
Rhyming for diamonds, motherfuckers dieing for diamonds, C.E.O’s thriving of diamonds/
Investors investing in molesting the black continent/
I’ll reinvent till I see blacks back in control of their continent/
Raps confident, you got a glock, I got a pen/
You end my life but the kid ill still live like a legend on the end of the pen/
Feel the prison that materialism represents/
Work ourselves sick for ****, visit doctors go broke for this medicine, PHD’s pedaling/
Sell dope for dough, that doughs for what I need but my 5-9 wont get for me, 6.55 can’t feed me/
6 45’s might defeat me, finally my mind will be as deep as my feet/
The globes my dj the world will repeat the lines I rhyme, the rhymes my grind, my grinds my shine, my shines my star I’m out of my mind/
Beat the track like a batter charge time to pay my time, a watch with no batteries, ***** go figga tha flow spitta, dope dealer, gold digger, out of time/
Hook
It’s ironic how reality became irrelevant/
Gangsta’s killing juveniles for Cash Money presidents/
Justin Timberlake on Black Entertainment Television/
Legends dropping classics and not selling ****/
**** the world I’m still yelling it/
It’s classic like acid burn ya’ll like mescaline/
So I’ll be the teacher and take ya’ll to test again/
Answer:
Sort of reminds me of Alanis Morissette's song 'Isn't it Ironic'...the lyrics are pretty good...but it would depend on if they were actually sung instead of that boring monotone that rap is so fond of.
huh? it's a bit long
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