Lot to Say
Walking down the block one day
Listening to my Walkman play
I realize that a lot has changed
Since Run DMC sang "Walk This Way"
No, I'm not Jigga or Dr. Dre
But I still have a lot to say
No jewelry, cars, or clothes here - not today
Man, rappers sure do have a lot to say about nothing
Hi, kids! Do you like Nine Inch Nails?
You're part of a system that's designed to fail
See, it's not a bug, it's a feature
How many of you do drugs like your teacher?
I bet she said you could be what you wanna be
Sold you a lie and you bought it, see
You'll never be famous, it's for the best
Celebrity's dangerous, more or less
You probably saw your mama poppin' pills
'Cause she lost the will to live and doesn't wanna deal
With her bad ass kids and has lots of bills
Better tell your role models to stop and chill
You don't wanna end up on Dr. Phil
Drug use in songs is a problem still
We just tryin' to Hip-Hop and chill
If Hollywood doesn't rape you, Tekashi will
Walking down the block one day
Listening to my Walkman play
I realize that a lot has changed
Since Run DMC sang "Walk This Way"
No, I'm not Jigga or Dr. Dre
But I still have a lot to say
No jewelry, cars, or clothes here - not today
Man, rappers sure do have a lot to say about nothing
He look like the victim of pranks
Like he fell asleep and someone drew a dick on his face
You do that to your hair or is this a mistake?
Did your mom pick your jeans? This shit's a disgrace
See, kids, this what you call unemployable
Listen to this music, it's all unenjoyable
One fish, two fish; these songs are annoying so
The trash is where the verses and chorus go
It's wack, worthless, and horrible
And probably wouldn't pass the test on the Maury show
I must confess that my bar is set sort of low
So you impress with how low your recordings go
I rap for the love, but mostly it's spite
There's no participation trophies in life
So remember kids: if you play, better play to win
It's time to make hip-hop great again
Walking down the block one day
Listening to my Walkman play
I realize that a lot has changed
Since Run DMC sang "Walk This Way"
No, I'm not Jigga or Dr. Dre
But I still have a lot to say
No jewelry, cars, or clothes here - not today
Man, rappers sure do have a lot to say about nothing
See, once upon a time not long ago
Before your mom met your dad and the condom broke
I was on a path to the honor roll
But I was obsessed with rap and wanted to blow
"Blow up like the world trade, the world trade"
That was one of the first songs I wrote
I don't even wanna know how many songs I wrote
That were tossed and thrown, only God can know
I was raised off of Pac and Bone
Probably possessed by Big Poppa's ghost (baby baby!)
Had the Cuban Link chain that I got from bro
Had two or three ways to adopt and grow
Never taught or shown how to rock a flow
Learned to ride a bike and ride a beat on my own
Before Jay and Kanye said to Watch the Throne
From now until my coffin close, I got a lot to show
Walking down the block one day
Listening to my Walkman play
I realize that a lot has changed
Since Run DMC sang "Walk This Way"
No, I'm not Jigga or Dr. Dre
But I still have a lot to say
No jewelry, cars, or clothes here - not today
Man, rappers sure do have a lot to say about nothing
Listening to my Walkman play
I realize that a lot has changed
Since Run DMC sang "Walk This Way"
No, I'm not Jigga or Dr. Dre
But I still have a lot to say
No jewelry, cars, or clothes here - not today
Man, rappers sure do have a lot to say about nothing
Hi, kids! Do you like Nine Inch Nails?
You're part of a system that's designed to fail
See, it's not a bug, it's a feature
How many of you do drugs like your teacher?
I bet she said you could be what you wanna be
Sold you a lie and you bought it, see
You'll never be famous, it's for the best
Celebrity's dangerous, more or less
You probably saw your mama poppin' pills
'Cause she lost the will to live and doesn't wanna deal
With her bad ass kids and has lots of bills
Better tell your role models to stop and chill
You don't wanna end up on Dr. Phil
Drug use in songs is a problem still
We just tryin' to Hip-Hop and chill
If Hollywood doesn't rape you, Tekashi will
Walking down the block one day
Listening to my Walkman play
I realize that a lot has changed
Since Run DMC sang "Walk This Way"
No, I'm not Jigga or Dr. Dre
But I still have a lot to say
No jewelry, cars, or clothes here - not today
Man, rappers sure do have a lot to say about nothing
He look like the victim of pranks
Like he fell asleep and someone drew a dick on his face
You do that to your hair or is this a mistake?
Did your mom pick your jeans? This shit's a disgrace
See, kids, this what you call unemployable
Listen to this music, it's all unenjoyable
One fish, two fish; these songs are annoying so
The trash is where the verses and chorus go
It's wack, worthless, and horrible
And probably wouldn't pass the test on the Maury show
I must confess that my bar is set sort of low
So you impress with how low your recordings go
I rap for the love, but mostly it's spite
There's no participation trophies in life
So remember kids: if you play, better play to win
It's time to make hip-hop great again
Walking down the block one day
Listening to my Walkman play
I realize that a lot has changed
Since Run DMC sang "Walk This Way"
No, I'm not Jigga or Dr. Dre
But I still have a lot to say
No jewelry, cars, or clothes here - not today
Man, rappers sure do have a lot to say about nothing
See, once upon a time not long ago
Before your mom met your dad and the condom broke
I was on a path to the honor roll
But I was obsessed with rap and wanted to blow
"Blow up like the world trade, the world trade"
That was one of the first songs I wrote
I don't even wanna know how many songs I wrote
That were tossed and thrown, only God can know
I was raised off of Pac and Bone
Probably possessed by Big Poppa's ghost (baby baby!)
Had the Cuban Link chain that I got from bro
Had two or three ways to adopt and grow
Never taught or shown how to rock a flow
Learned to ride a bike and ride a beat on my own
Before Jay and Kanye said to Watch the Throne
From now until my coffin close, I got a lot to show
Walking down the block one day
Listening to my Walkman play
I realize that a lot has changed
Since Run DMC sang "Walk This Way"
No, I'm not Jigga or Dr. Dre
But I still have a lot to say
No jewelry, cars, or clothes here - not today
Man, rappers sure do have a lot to say about nothing
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Writer(s): Gerald Owen
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