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This is a message sent to all the young rappers out there...sporting ice...rolling dice...thinking they shit is sugarie sweet and plain nice.
Just letting them all know...that In this world...I'd beat they ass Twice...
Commentary is thinning as rappers start the rise of a beginning,
Ruptured thoughts cause them to lose all hope of the winning,
They start to stress and belive in the worlds of open sinning,
Rappers rap...they ain't singing, Way of life like janitors cleaning,
Cooking new raps is the new sense of styles, now rappers are childs?
They still got much to learn, like at your first wedding recidals,
Constantly at jewlers and bridals, Sporting all ices and the chains,
These rappers are so blinded they even forget they real names,
Think rappings fun and games, It's about the soul of your inner lanes,
Not easy like breaking off the hollow tips of suckers and candy canes,
They criminals bought to be taught by fake fames...I cant take that,
Thinking they got the swang, but Youngsters aint swinging a real bat,
Jeezy thinks he's cool because he's got his own hat, that aint phat...
They sanging and I hear words and all I think is:where's the real soul at?
They just like a young cat...They still need milk from they're parents,
They need to learn responsiblity and the get a chance to expirience...
Love and where its at in this world today, to legends i got nothin to say,
Doggs I worship your fame...I keep all your lyrics stuck on play,
New worlds taking flight in the break of day, Out of sight and mind,
Hearing Ludacris and Jay-Z...words pronounced most people can't even find,
They're words are tru and kind, Rapping with number one contenders,
No I'm not a thug...But at least I don't make a living off bendin fenders,
I get hate notes all day, from confidential senders, But I don't care...
Mess with me? they wouldn't dare...They just listen and give me the stare,
They stare in true astonishment...I made this to master agnolishment,
To god I hear the consent, on grounds to the devil..all words I've meant,
People look at me...and say your message has been irrelevant,
I look back and say I don't need your content, I'm good...message sent