Mentally Ill

every man on da planets all about a self wish
its like ngaz hustlin trout cuz their so sell-fish
don't care if we hurt others in our journey for fame
spittin for money not fire yet we burnin the game
u droppin everyone n everything for da steady bling
2 personalities like when nelly rap n when nelly sings
thought u'd do it all to 'pay-streets' like da delis bring
but u feelin da shine in ya stomach without belly rings
n cuz ya poor watchin CBS n phenin some cable
u wanna make it to da top like jews reachin for dradles
nga said he would rap about the heart of the streets
sold ya soul for a dish of tofu...u are what ya eat


C-Bo

peoples is fake, its ruining rap as we speak...
tuck their money away safe & act like they street
first they were thinkin how these things were wrong to do
now they made it, & aint doin what they longed to do
which was keep it real, fuck if the money meets the deal
keep it street, forreal...
produce an art based on what the people feel...
but now the fact turned fiction, real turned fake
now underground DJ's makin it hard to feel there tapes
it's all goin ass backwards... this shit is pitiful
since when could Hip-Hop flip flop to be so hipocritical

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Net Record(56-9)

RV Record(13-3)

Overall Record
69-12