Torture
Slick J
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I can smell your fear boy Each and every fucking one of em I'll take you down, but where's the fun in that I guess I'm from a different kind of time Music had a different kind of vibe Used to be, but now I'm not surprised I'm lookin' through a different set of eyes I know we ain't goin' back now Look at the way that I rap now Ain't this what all of y'all wanted Ain't this what all of y'all wanted Y'all killin' me All I wanna do is flow until I kill the beat But too many muthafuckas wanna hear the beat So nobody wanna get the fuckin' skill to be Dope on the mic Nobody cares if we all sound alike Keepin' the flow simple, then we repeat it Keepin' the flow simple, then we repeat it I'm being tortured I know that I'm being forced to Conform to this metamorphosis Twisted like a contortionist It's so unfortunate When more than just a portion of us Form these words into a rhythm Hotter than some torches lit But the fans ain't the same though And they run the whole thang in the game yo So I gotta take the pain in the brain yo And say the same thangs with the same flow Yea right that'll never happen Slick don't get sick of the clever rappin' So you better make space in the game for me All you muthafuckas sleepin' just wait and see I am fucking sick and tired Of the level of stupidity C'mon, you call that music The f*ck is wrong with you Half of y'all don't even wanna rap Half of y'all don't even gotta rap Throwin' some dirt on a name 'Cause nowadays trollin' don't got a cap Wildin' out to get attention There ain't no other intention If you really give a f*ck about hip-hop Then you know it needs intervention But they say don't bitch about it That I hate on the shit 'cause they rich, I doubt it Get a bit in my feelings and take offense about it I'm upset, but I won't slit my wrist about it I just wish that a bit more found it Crowded with the clout, now the shit's so clouded Every ounce of you pounced 'till you get surrounded By the fame and the chains and the grill yo mouth fits This shit feel like Auschwitz Y'all blame old heads, and the skilled get doused with Gas then y'all gas up what's in y'all couches Trash that you bump all up in yo houses Ain't shit that we can do 'bout this Fans gotta plan how to get up out this Stop makin' wack shit famous That's how you end up brainless All y'all wishin' that I lost ambition That I lost that vision of a new day But I can't stop givin' it, long as I'm livin' So I just won't listen to what you say All the real ones know what I'm talkin' about We stoppin' the clout, and givin' em a stomp in the mouth All the hip-hop heads gotta make it known That we won't condone clones on a microphone Please don't look so surprised Did you really think it would end up Some other kind of way We're gonna have some new policies here Kiss yo ass goodbye
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