MISCONCEPTIONS
Tell you something that you probably didn't know
I got all kind of methods, and I got all kind of flows
Say you're big time now? We'll see how that goes
You're lying on your records, plus you can't rap though
So, before your next move, may I make a suggestion?
Don't say you caught a body, when you just play with the weapon
You're acting like a bitch, but all dogs go to heaven
These rappers quick to switch, but this will only take a second
I only need a minute to prove how you ain't like me
All you rappers sweet, I'm more Ice-T
I been gangsta since the 90's
And you can catch these hands, moss on a pine tree
You can catch me out, but won't find me
Laying down around some chalk, at a crime scene
Put too much time in, just to die, please
Too much work, it's done, not surprising
This is my uprising
Made the sacrifice, so it justified me
My reason for being was it felt the right way
My reason for leaving, felt I should take the highway
But it's lonely as nights fade
Homie, you might pay
Only the right way
That's what they all say
Homie, you might go soon
What else can I conclude?
Therefore, concede
I keep having dreams that I hit you with my car
Thinking one day I'll take it too far
Off the road, on another episode
Smoke to it with a brother though
Cause this life, I'm just passing through
Sorry for what happened to you
But it's a beautiful afternoon
Might have a laugh or two, nah
Sorry I couldn't live up to your standards
That I have no manners
I was cussing back in grammar school
I know God has a plan for you
Say I ain't got enough bread for a sandwich
Still, I stretch it out, make it enough to manage
Stay feeding my team, I don't even gotta die
I'm a legend, believing in me
You want my attention
You're gonna have to show something
They always let it burn
Never wanna roll one
Live and learn
Never give-in when they turn's up
Tune into the radio, know they heard us
And this just my inception
Tell it how it is, don't need the reception
See clearly, don't need self-deception
You say you're the real, that's a misconception
What'd I tell ya'll?
Studio Crew, we back at it
Fake rappers ain't it
I got all kind of methods, and I got all kind of flows
Say you're big time now? We'll see how that goes
You're lying on your records, plus you can't rap though
So, before your next move, may I make a suggestion?
Don't say you caught a body, when you just play with the weapon
You're acting like a bitch, but all dogs go to heaven
These rappers quick to switch, but this will only take a second
I only need a minute to prove how you ain't like me
All you rappers sweet, I'm more Ice-T
I been gangsta since the 90's
And you can catch these hands, moss on a pine tree
You can catch me out, but won't find me
Laying down around some chalk, at a crime scene
Put too much time in, just to die, please
Too much work, it's done, not surprising
This is my uprising
Made the sacrifice, so it justified me
My reason for being was it felt the right way
My reason for leaving, felt I should take the highway
But it's lonely as nights fade
Homie, you might pay
Only the right way
That's what they all say
Homie, you might go soon
What else can I conclude?
Therefore, concede
I keep having dreams that I hit you with my car
Thinking one day I'll take it too far
Off the road, on another episode
Smoke to it with a brother though
Cause this life, I'm just passing through
Sorry for what happened to you
But it's a beautiful afternoon
Might have a laugh or two, nah
Sorry I couldn't live up to your standards
That I have no manners
I was cussing back in grammar school
I know God has a plan for you
Say I ain't got enough bread for a sandwich
Still, I stretch it out, make it enough to manage
Stay feeding my team, I don't even gotta die
I'm a legend, believing in me
You want my attention
You're gonna have to show something
They always let it burn
Never wanna roll one
Live and learn
Never give-in when they turn's up
Tune into the radio, know they heard us
And this just my inception
Tell it how it is, don't need the reception
See clearly, don't need self-deception
You say you're the real, that's a misconception
What'd I tell ya'll?
Studio Crew, we back at it
Fake rappers ain't it
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Writer(s): Jeremy Evatt
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