Whore
This is a verse about Hip-Hop so try to follow along


I used to love you but things in time have happened
You flipped on me now you all about money and platinum
sex and money and really its funny/How you fell for dudes like Nelly and Puffy/Went to the west for a minute
They took ya hood culture and made it a bussiness
The south fell for they gimmics Nas said it was written
U used to love a man who came from the heart
but that was way back when we used to chill in the parks
You was a work of art/ beautiful creative and shit
You was a wonderful sista the money made you a bitch
gave them a way out with ya wealth/nowya acting way outta they self/and not for the better/ everybody popping they metal/Got a ice rocked bezzle and a drop for the hot weather
Nobody seems to have a day when they struggled
but everybody rich porter and gots a million ways to hustle
You was a good women used to be the voice of the people
But you chose money over truth ya choices was evil
Its me to save you cuz i know how it was when they made you
I hate you but i love you more
and its fucked up cuz im in love with a whore