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[Verse 1] 
There are too many MC's who are overrated 
You ask me, they wasn't even supposed to make it 
In the rap biz, they don't know what rap is 
So give it up, become a actor or a actress 
Or a producer, cause you fail to use the 
Mic right, so take flight before I bruise ya 
For sayin those bull crap wack raps on wax 
You need to get smacked, sit back and rip that contract 
Hey yo, I'm serious, Big L ain't playin games 
I should get foul and buck wild and start sayin names 
But deep down inside you know who you are 
Your rhymes are not up to par, you fake superstar 
And that really gets on my nerve 
When a rapper gets the credit that he don't deserve 
Goin platinum and don't have no soul 
Some rappers are mad nice and don't even go gold 
I don't like the way it's goin down 
Because it should be the other way around 
I don't understand it (I don't understand it) 
I don't understand it (I don't understand it) 
I don't understand it (I don't understand it) 
How MC's take this rap game for granted 

[Verse 2] 
MC's - what's goin on? 
I don't understand, man, how rappers cold transform 
One minute you're hardcore and raw 
That's what you was known for, but not no more 
You changed, you rearranged 
You're not the same, your raps are blame 
That explain why you lost your fame 
Used to be on top, then you fell like rain drops 
You turned pop, now you no longer gain props 
Who's fault is that? Nobody's but your own, black 
Used to make fat tracks, jack, but now you're stone wack 
So MC's, don't ever step out your range 
Remain the same 
And only change with the time 
Unless you get dropped like a dime 
Go for yours like I'm goin for mine 
But if you're rough, stay rough, if you're dap, stay dapper 
And never try to look or even sound like another rapper 
Just fulfill your own needs 
Some rappers wore gold chains, and now they're wearin beeds? 
I don't understand it (I don't understand it) 
I don't understand it (I don't understand it) 
I don't understand it (I don't understand it) 
How MC's take this rap game for granted 

[Verse 3] 
This is how it should be done 
I'm not the one, and my raps is strong like gum 
But some MC's grab the mic and sound dumb 
Plus slum (How come?) Rap skills they have none 
And I wonder how the hell they records sell 
They raps are stale and frail 
They're forced like fairy tales 
Your technique and everything you speak's weak 
You got a little airplay because of your beats 
Your fame and your name, but your lyrics are lame, black 
Step to this and get ran over like train tracks 
Your raps border wack, and you went on tour with that 
Crap, don't understand it, cause rhyme skills you lack 
I got more soul that Nike Airs, givin MC's nightmares 
Rappers be frontin hard, and rhymes they don't write theirs 
But still call themselves MC's 
Please, how could that be? 
I don't understand it (I don't understand it) 
I don't understand it (I don't understand it) 
I don't understand it (I don't understand it) 
How MC's take this rap game for granted 
I don't understand it

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