Haters

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All you fake a** nig*** do is talk about sins
When we brothas are true to the game and true to our kins
We spit what we mean and we don't hold back
Nig** you can still rap you ain't gotta be black
 
I throw out my thoughts to express how I'm feelin'
But all you whack a** brothas do is look at my rap and start stealin
Man write your own sh**, why you be cheatin?
You keep this sh** up ima hurt you so bad, the hospital spit you out sayin there ain't no possibility for healin.
 
Yeah I had decent life growin up
But that ain't my fault nig**, you actin like a chump
I can't help that my parents were fine
and I wasn't a lonely a** kid wishin to die
 
Yeah I had a lot of tears left to be cried,
but nig** i worked for this sh**, leave it be its all mine
I be playin head games with you fo all of your life
And when your at work I take the time to f**k your wife
 
I throw out my thoughts to express how I'm feelin'
But all you whack a** brothas do is look at my rap and start stealin
Man write your own sh**, why you be cheatin?
You keep this sh** up ima hurt you so bad, the hospital spit you out sayin there ain't no possibility for healin.
 
You come up on my turf looking like you tough
you a fake a** gangsta boy, you ain't rough
I'll say to yo face, and put you down on the ground
Boy f**k making you a bi***, you'll be my hound
 
You fetch the bone when I throw it and tell you to go
because bi*** deep down you aint nuttin but a ho
you listen to the words that come out my mouth
if I tell you to suck mah di**, your head best be going south
 
I try and rap my feelins as best I can
I just wanna help people out, woman or man
People need this sh** to help them clear out they mind
Because when your lookin deep down, you never know what you'll find
 
It's insane the amount of thoughts we reimburse
We can even stop brothas from reachin that herse
you need to take this time out and just sit there and think
You may just need a little rap, cause fu** seein a shrink
 
You ain't crazy man you just a little dizzy in the head
But don't go get shot, because you don't wish you was dead
A lot of people say they want to be just like me
But nig** are you blind, can't you just look and see?
 
My life isn't all great, it's not perfect as can be
Your getting a level view, you need to go climb that tree
look down on my life, and look at it close
you'll see all my haters, and the people who dispise me the most
 
I don't try and make enemies or try and find friends
You see my twisted life with all its curves and it bends?
I'm rappin to get money, so I can tie up my ends
I have to sit here with this pen, trying to fix what I f***ed up, attempting to mend
But this is all I have and I want, whether or not I make it just depends
On my fans and family backin me up, because I need a good signal, and it's what they send
 
I can't do this alone I'm not an angel or god
But man I feel like him when I hear that applaud
I love what I do that ain't ever goin change
I dont give a f**k if I come off loud and little strange
 
Because in the end it doesn't matter nig** we are all here to die
But I don't have time to just sit there and cry
I have to try and rap because man it's what I do
I love my fans, and I hope this rap can influence you
 
So I take my time and this is what I attempt to say....
 
 
I throw out my thoughts to express how I'm feelin'
But all you whack a** brothas do is look at my rap and start stealin
Man write your own sh**, why you be cheatin?
You keep this sh** up ima hurt you so bad, the hospital spit you out sayin there ain't no possibility for healin.

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AirJones
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