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reks - pray for me lyrics

[intro]
yo. dear hip hop. (statik selektah) don’t take this sh-t too seriously y’all
yeah, sh-t got me stressed out man. i know y’all stressed out too
all y’all sick and tired of this bullsh-t man.
“his eyes said pray for me
i’ll do you one better and slay these n-gg-s faithfully” – jay-z ‘dead presidents ii’

[verse one]
i’m writing this with ether in the lungs
and a burner to the brain
so forgive me if the words come across a bit strange
this a suicide note, last words to the game
nas was right, sh-t got to change
unless we said b.i.g. died in vain
and pac died in vain
been too high on rims to see the writin’ on the train
how can lupe complain?
when his fiasco, at a rap show to honor rap greats is too blame
from rap music dying in a box, sales dying on the charts
the art’s missin’, it’s heart beat stopped
master p sold us out
talkin’ ’bout i should stop saying “n-gg-”
f-ck that! they brought this n-gg- out
this is freedom of speech n-gg-
the arson’s in the house
burn your white house down with bush twins on the couch
i ain’t come here to +crank dat+ joc or +walk it out+
either i’m blind, or hip hop is dyin’ in the south
and i love face, bun b, c-ss and goodie mob
but i miss +scenario+, +make ’em pay+ and +how to rob+
new york is too blame
where i’m from, we look to new york for what’s poppin’
now new york’s droppin’
and i’m talking everything
no more cl-ssic sh-t
no more +shook ones+ to blast in the whip
com, +i used to love h.e.r.+ too, now i’m like f-ck this b-tch
rap’s old, new grey hairs sh-t
if this is what makes mims hot
and this is why i’m not
put a bullet in my brain, bury me with 2pac
put a needle in my vein
so i could ride next to kurt cobain
physical will die but the soul will remain
raps wack too many fake eminems
too many white boys, dye there hair blond and try to rhyme like him
everybody wanna pick up the pen
try to get in the booth
no motivation, you killing the youth
bill o’reily don’t respect jay-z in no suit
you still a c–n in they eyes
i hope you soon realize
hip hop’s aging and i’m at it’s side
tryin’ to aid through the ride
f-ck this man

[outro]
don’t get too offended y’all. step your game up

- reks lyrics

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