Pray For Me - Reks

Pray For Me - Reks

Альбом
Grey Hairs
Год
2008
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
134450

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Pray For Me

Reks

Yeah, shit got me stressed out man.

I know y’all stressed out too

All y’all sick and tired of this bullshit man.

«His eyes said pray for me

I’ll do you one better and slay these niggas faithfully" — Jay-Z 'Dead

Presidents II'

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, shit 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 «nigga»

Fuck that!

They brought this nigga out

This is freedom of speech nigga

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, Cass 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 classic shit

No more +Shook Ones+ to blast in the whip

Com, +I Used To Love H.E.R.+ too, now I’m like fuck this bitch

Rap’s old, new Grey Hairs shit

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 coon 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

Fuck this man

Don’t get too offended y’all.

Step your game up

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