(C)Rap Lyrics

So you claim you know the ghetto
And you claim you made it through
Could you tell this to an african child
Standin'right in front of you?

So you told you've grown up poor
Could not even pay your rent
But in every clip you're makin'
I see 5 mercedes-benz

And I don't care about you MC's
I don't care about your beats
Just be cool, follow the fashion
only serving your own needs

Sounding common, come on, try it
And be shure that people buy it
'cause them kids will keep on buying
'til their TV's will stop lieing

In my car and in my room
Everyday I hear this piss
And you're sounding just as shitty
As the people that you diss

And I don't care about you MC's
I don't care about your beats
Just be cool, follow the fashion
only serving your own needs

And to me it is no wonder
That your videos are so fuck
Only ass and tits in close-up
It's so cheap I could bring up

And I don't care about you MC's
I don't care about your beats
Just be cool, follow the fashion
only serving your own needs

I don't care about your styles
I don't care about your skillz
you will feed us with this shit
as long as your record label pays your bills

Such a flood of wannabees
someone has to start to say no
take your lifestyle, stick it up your ass
get out of my stereo