Another Rap Negro

(Verse 1): Shabaz

They all up to no good, like spotted cop cars approaching a drug dealers hood,

They talk shit behind your back, that's why i stopped making conversations with ass holes,

they wanna see you fail like bad teachers who don't mark your scripts right ,

am sick and tired, someone get this whole system rewired.

He chose not to give a fuck, but they cumming at him like hard core porno,

but he knew better, so kept his hopes higher than top floor condos,

waiting patiently to be given a shot, like contract snipers peeping from windows.

my patience is my virtue, as the leaves from trees made me observe how the gentle wind blows.

he's been stacking a skill, like a begger saving up in the streets to buy plain clothes,

when he got and opportunity, he grabbed it like consoling a brothers widow,

microphone ripping and writing, this is the story of another rap negro.

 

(Verse 2): DableG

For further details let me explain it to you but I'm afraid more explanations will scare you too

Everybody always told me I'm provoking this nation's degradations but how should I meet my expectation

When I'm subject of such intimidation but my brain functioned at high standards in order to reject their manipulation

Next thing i asked myself was : To which destination?

To which place can I do my thang without being interrupted

Without being mistrusted cause I hear so much shit around me I feel kinda disgusted

I kinda feel sick of it retards driving some maybachs scream at me telling me I ain't havin' no intellect

I ain't comin from internet I got a real home I spend every summer in Burnett

They don't know that this year I got my feet wet and recorded my shit on a videocassette

Nothing succeeds like succes but you might say I'm nothing more than a hot mess but you knew before i couldn't care less

Today it feels like it's a may weather but many would say altogether I am the outsider

I guess I stopped commenting about a dickrider.