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xv - what's eating gilbert grape lyrics

i swore that i’d stop
tryin to figure out what’s wrong with hip-hop
after soulja boy dropped
and everybody thought there was a diss to mims
oh well, cause what the h-ll happened to him
i worked years on a record
and rappers all-of-a-sudden started comin droppin songs they come up with in a second
the radio plays it til the public done had enough of it and needs somethin even dumber to replace it
the quota hip-hop emcees are just as sad
metros’ dressings retro it’s just a fad
kanye might not be gay but y’all dressed like f-gs
tryin to be him and express, but man poppin some tags
i hate the fact that i sound just as mad
as an abusive dad who’s kids bedroom is trashed
and i admit for a sec i was on the fence
cause that padded room got hot so i had to vent
i miss the days where a rapper had to have some cents
before they even saw a dolla, imagine it
i don’t mean rappers that rap about laba-rynths
and apart tires, and all kinds of bad–ss sh-t
what happened to freestylin in the park til it’s dark
paintin pictures from finish to start like it’s an art
now all i see on 106th and park is dumb dances and rappers that’d i’d rather hear bark

that’s all i hear when these muf-ckas rhyme and can’t believe y’all got this muf-cka signed

here we go everyone’s a rapper like hand me flows
when you know you wanna get a spin on the merry-go
i don’t care if you were 12 years old and priest saw your rear-view even he wouldn’t feel you
people tell me f-ck it x, you can get a deal too
just make one of them songs to make em all hear you
then drop an alb-m showcasing the real you
and that’s what all these new young rappers that get deals do
n-gg-s don’t even spit that raw anymore
they don’t know a break from a kit-kat bar
they don’t know the difference between a cl-ssic and a hoopty
and half they lives is outta a martin scorsese movie
and fans shake they head in agreement with what i said
when they ringtone is prolly snap ya finga, shake ya leg
we gotta put an end to the bullsh-t, indebted
i said it
and every single word, yep, i meant it
does it take a t-pain feature for y’all to get it
download my mp3 and not a snippet
make all my concerts free to get a ticket
and you can quote me on all of these lyrics

and now you hear it

so what’s eating gilbert grape?
the fact that i’m filled with hate that makes a n-gg- feel this way
or maybe cause i gotta deal with hate, from n-gg-s i don’t know, i could get killed today
see i went against the wind and i’m into they own alley
so that’s kinda tough when you in this state
so while everybody was trappin, and bustin they macs
i was opening the window, like william gates
my alb-m complex did amazin things for my city
alienated me from all the cats that ain’t worked with me
i charge four-sixteen and n-gg-s like who is he
but hustlers know time is money, and i gets busy
so when n-gg-s try to diss me i just laugh it out
cause i don’t think they even know what they mad about
like local cats become rappers and of course they wanna battle
so i’m the default n-gg- they rap about
oh my, i got bigger things to do
so i don’t got time to sit and hate on yo mans
no lie, my money tight like a jew
so why would i concentrate on yo camp
i came from the bottom to the top with a hand
without craig and the power 93 band
told em mamma’s gone and they said i’d never be one
payback’s a b-tch though i just want a refund
you were from the stars while bars just wanna see one, and need one
and have a baby mob on the key one
sometimes i ask myself, what’s the reasons?
that i wanna be part of this game and what it’s become
and that’s the question that i dance around to
and maybe on my alb-m i’ll have an answer for you
but til then i’mas keep dancing and snappin, smilin and rappin
and just wait and see what happens.

- xv lyrics

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