Verse:
A terror in The Golden Era which was co-ruled by Farrah,
Was near a chosen error when it was out ruled to air a,
Rap song on the radio that had hoes screaming "Rape me, bro",
So lately we've tried to go bring back the 80's flow,
Ladies though can't take the flow and especially hate the smell of dro,
Ironic though that they hate smoke, when most of them just love to blow,
They don't listen to the words or verbs, they're just in heat with the beat,
Like a blurb from a nerd, you face defeat when you speak,
But emcees aim to please the both ladies and the Gs,
So we speak about weed, Hennessy, and our Enyce,
You see it's a tough battle, this rap shit makes your back hurt,
Words more intricate than math work can make us look like bastards,
It's sad though, cause then we face shit over our lyrics,
And then we worry about a fake bitch and how she got offended,
But that's the rap game, listen to the crap I'm saying,
And understand that not all rappers are mack and playing.
Hook:
Hip Hop's developed to where it is now,
With dudes acting thuggish and all I wonder is "how?"
Meanwhile these girls are dancing so sleazy,
And their only life goal now is to please me,
Can I even keep rapping, can I keep up with this shit?
Do I even wanna contribute to this by the way that I spit?
I'm not sure, but I'm gonna set shit straight,
Before this rap game gets old and then breaks.
So lemme know what you think of it so far. I haven't posted in a long time! Not sure if I improved or fell off yet, lmao. Comments and advice are welcome.
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