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nightwalker – the rap game lyrics

yeah, it’s a f-cked up game were in man
you know

[verse 1:]

yo, it’s getting harder for the people around to make me smoke
i sign autographs at shows, then go straight to work
i see kids i know getting chips to rap
and i don’t understand it, ’cause i think these kids are wack
and i’m just sitting back and watching, like what the f-ck
did they make this corny sh-t just to get their numbers up
well something’s up, and i’ll get to the bas-m-nt
hip-hop isn’t dead, you guys just started liking g-y sh-t
face it, these guys don’t say sh-t
they’re just actors, with big gold chains, and shiny bracelets
but i’ll be d-mned if i’ll let ’em take it
if they tried to come up the way i came up, they would never make it
i’ve earned respect amongst the best for sounding live
in a place where if you tried, you wouldn’t make it out alive
and honestly i would shave my nuts with a switchblade
before i cl!ck the link to your downloadable mixtape

chorus:

the rap game, where everybody wants a favor
but n0body wants to pay you for the labor
that’s the rap game, where everybody’s got their hands out
but very few stand out
the rap game, you got fakes, snakes, and cold hand shakes
that’s the mothaf-ckin’ rap game
(yo) that’s the rap game

[verse 2:]

yo, see i came up drinkin’ 40’s, kickin’ freestyles and brawlin’
and these kids are all in tight jeans now
i turn on the radio and hear some dumb sh-t
like wow, this is worse than reverend run’s kid
i used to listen to pun spit, and i’ve seen big l perform
but nowadays, i’m like what the h-ll went wrong
emcees get their acapellas on, but what’s the purpose
now the crowd can really hear how f-ckin’ wack your verse is
surprised you’re not rockin’ purses how you rhyme now
and in my house, we don’t respect men that wax their eyebrows
time-out, i know what ruined our plans
the fact that there’s more rappers now, than there are fans
but they don’t pack in cars and vans and rock sh-tty crowds
they record on their pc’s and shout their cities out
i took the gritty route, i press my own sh-t
and made ten dollars off everyone of y’all that own this

[chorus]

[verse 3:]

yo, i don’t care who you put on your album to garnish it
that’s why i put mine out, without a f-ckin’ feature on this sh-t
y’all producers are wack, i’ll do my own joints
and distribute myself, labels getting no points
and i don’t know who i’m supposed to be more mad at
the rappers that make the music, or the kids that grab that
or the rappers i can laugh at, but this is no joke
i don’t want you kids as fans even if i go broke
this is so dope, you can overdose
shout to rubee, dums, reapsow, and holy smokes
diabolic, grim, bancalm <--(?), and jak progresso day laborers, sp-ceboy melody, no techno sidius, freestyle, pen, and skamatics for sure let's get this money on, take these f-ggots to war peace to everyone in the game that gave me love and to everyone else, this year it's raining blood the rap game that's the rap game the rap game the mothaf-ckin' rap game that's the rap game

- nightwalker lyrics

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