Still As Dope

Ayo my nigga
I told you about that dope didn't I
I ain't lie about that dope, bro
But listen, if you like that one
You gotta hear this one
This one go even crazier

A decade in the game and I'm still mad that they done bastardized
The culture for distracted minds
Attempt, I guess to maximize
The reach and make it mainstream
But all they did was pasteurize
And make it more susceptible
To whack raps, and asinine rhymes
And for what
So other cultures finally fraternize
And treat us like we equals
At award shows, if that's the vibe
Then that's a lie
You whoring out your culture
Tryna cast a line
But Macklemores catch it, and they snatch it, Post and Jack in line
And Bhabies and them Iggys
Thinking that be fine
But me, I fucking hate it
Seeming satirized
When hearing them when passing by
It sound to me you slaving for some paper from a mastermind
And that's why I, ain't never gassing plants that's been factorized
So ain't gon catch me at dispensaries
I always keep a hundred like them eggs they had for centuries
They was talking GOATs, I saw their list, it ain't make sense to me
Cuz bias was on recency, and not a thought for history
That's sick to me
Highkey why I never ask the congregation
In fact, them conversations, don't engage, cuz y'all complacent
And loving popcorn rap, the kind without no stakes in
When Shxggy got the juice, mine requires concentration
So ya'll can find I'm hating
Culture tho is mine for taking
Y'all just let it go
Like Frozen hoes, so no more populating
Docked to vacancy
No vagrancy
And all your spots are taken
I'm treating vultures like they bombed a nation
Offing hastened, yeah
I'm goal keeping and they mad at that
And yet they never had the sack for any clapping back
Daring niggas, when I'm in the zone
I get a splatter mat
Rappers get Macbethed, so any beef ain't wanna dab of that
That's a fact
Apply it to them niggas in the MAGA hats
Shxggy hatter mad, that man is bats
I'm highkey mad as Max
They getting outed, Mandy Sacs, and now we see the cracks
The industry is making y'all look like a house of wax
Some carbon copies
Ya art is sloppy
I'm Marcus Garvey
Y'all somebody property
Mockery
Thinking hot as me
Dog, I'm apocalyptic
The bars I bring, they could melt a beam
How in the fuck comparing
When barely your work is causing steam
I shoulda done a verse like years ago
Like this, but now I'm here to flow
And back then wouldn't hear it yo
Plus, I wasn't kicking it like this, was putting fear in folk
But now I got the bars to match
Attack em at their ear holes
So here we go
Act like my career was all a miracle
Cuz I was doing numbers with no promo, unequivocal
And really yo, was spitting not like y'all
Cuz I was lyrical and hitting beats like John Deere, till all my haters minimal
And alla that was individual
Now I'm with the gang
And dog I stamp we indivisible
Name a better squad, you never could cuz we invisible
And rappers couldn't see us with an x-ray or a telescope
So maybe killing culture systematic
But rap ain't never finna die, as long as we be at it
Elite Gang, we them niggas, that ain't problematic
Cuz we got receipts so never wonder why it's said emphatic
I know I'm causing static
But the vibe is automatic
Soon as beats are sent me, I be quick to call out y'all, it's habit
And to big my team, cuz while y'all barking, all my dogs are rabid
So to bite the squad is often tragic
Get them jaws unlatching
I thought this beat slapped and said let's rap
I been collabing with my niggas but the solos back
The Kid series RIPed, but none the Dope was scrapped
Like back up on the slopes, nose tho said no more that
I'm on a different kinda level now
I sold some tracks
Distro ain't like YouTube, so don't expect a golden plaque
After getting streams, you ain't never seen, but hold to that
Confidence you gain and go and snap
And show you won't go back
While all the rest of them are resting on success
I was born and bred in hunger, with a drive to be the best
Anytime I'm finna write, them lines, I write em with my chest
Yeah that Me vs Me song, is how I find me I confess
And nothing less
So when suggesting one them niggas
Best to guess
How you think I'm finna feel before an opinion you request
If them niggas, they be spittin like the gang then we can test
And if not, and likely not, then you can bet they won't impress

Niggas still, they talking what they won't
Knowing well if I get on a track, they smoked
They get smote, ain't no wonder why they choke
Been a while, nothing new, I'm still as dope
I'm still as dope
Been a while, nothing new, I'm still as dope
I'm still as dope
Been a while, nothing new, I'm still as dope
I'm still as dope
Been a while, nothing new, I'm still as dope
I'm still as dope
Been a while, nothing new, I'm still as dope



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Writer(s): Stephen Dorsey
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