Topic: Misguided

Hip hop is something that I grew to relate to..
I used to hate dudes; whod say that is was wasteful..
I made food; for thought, and nobody understands..
Like living rap music is giving me bloody hands..
Its like.. If your white, why try and see the lime light?
So my rhymes, for everybody, mate? "Thats right"..
Its the reason I write.........In my pad late at night..
Its the adreneline & spirit that I get when I'm psyked..
Up infront of a crowd, getting down when I spit..
Its when people shake my hand, say "I'm feeling ya shit"
Its when ladies hear my rhymes, sayin "I love you to bits"
Its almost good as both Olson Twins....Sucking my dick..
Its the spirit of hip hop.. The culture and everything
So watch my dick drop, as I'm giving my testement..
To those who oppose my form of music and vision..
Like a cult or religion, we come with multi skin pigments..
Fucka system, quit bitchin, buncha dick nob holders..
So this track is going out to my hip hop soldiers..

[Hook]
Ask yourself..
Did I hear it from you?
Or did I hear it from a million fucking other emcees too..
Man..
Check this shit..

Now once upon a time rap didnt exist..
Before a bunch of dj's started raising their fist..
First up, in the bronx, who heard of Kool Herc?..
Spitting freestyles like reggae, & making it work..
Thats the start of it all, the legacy of hip hop..
Soon as kool herc, joined up with coke la rock..
Became the herculoids.........But now look what we got..
Too many exhibitionists, trynna rhyme on the block..
Sayin they know how it is, but thats before they get rich..
Come up n switch, given a gimmik and most of em turn bitch..
Man.. I hate to say it.. Its played I aint pretending..
The bling bling type things older then 80's denim..
Its sending, a shockwave and making shit look wack..
What the fuck is with rock cats, thinking that all rap..
Is all under-par and talentless.. Fuck that bullshit..
But pop culture is misguided, so on the real its..
Just a bunch of rich kids sheltered by parental guidance..
So they listen to G-Unit like its rebelious defiance..
To righteous forms of music, not surrounded by violence..
A sad song by pop artists, thats written by ghost writers..
Performed by figure heads, I just sit back and write it..
Asking how'd the music industry-----Become so misguided?

<--Nostradamus--2005-->