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[Ced Gee]
Aiyyo Keith, you know what I was thinkin about?
You know how we go to those parties, and the whack rappers
who got a lil` hot record tryin to act like they don`t know us
Ya, y`know the, the fake ones, who try to
They imitatin LL Cool J one month, then this month they Africans
Or they wear a lot of polka dots cause they think it`s commercial
Or they sing a lot in their records - what`chu think about that?
[Kool Keith]
A lot of rappers can`t talk - they`re quite stupid
They rhyme and they stutter - they`re quite Cupid
But I know the deal, they only rhyme on a slow beat
Some lookin for slack and bustin rhymes with no heat
Soft as Cottonelle and rolls of Scott tissue
They wanna be down, it`s time to bust the issue
Now you think you`re hard, with 57 bodyguards
Runnin around, lookin bummy and extra
Cause you think the people, wanna move and get next ta
You`re paranoid, about your gangster fantasy
Now look at the swift pro and face reality
So watch your back end, you slip and you`re slackin
See I don`t talk to the weak and the whack and
MC`s step back and, I damage they industry
Then play like a fool, like you never did notice me
Now hop on the jock and, now see who`s rockin
Don`t give me no pound, cause you ain`t down
Clown... you`re nobody, tryin to act like you`re large
[Ced Gee]
You`re nobody, nobody, you`re nobody, nobody
You`re nobody, nobody, you`re nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody
Just nothing, you`re a piece of shit... you`re nobody
My record is fly, your record`s a big flop
Now in this new year, it`s time for a real drop
As I take a picture, great pose and black beat
With Keith in the limo, countin cash in the back seat
You did a cheap show, no cash in Birmingham
And while you was gone, we signed a new deal with Polygram
But you don`t think so, you`re probably jealous man
You know that we`re dope, but you`re scared to just tell us man
Cause you like that happy stuff, the two-faced DJ
You`ll soon lose your job, with the records that you play
Got a little juice at a New York station
So what you don`t play me? I`m on heavy rotation
Across America, in funk formation
Around the world and, with heavy persuasion
The man at hand to grand the stand in total command
- and plus I must say damn
Well some of you groups play, like you`re with the people
Like we`re united, we`re all equal
But when people see, you try to act like DeBarge
But you`re nobody, tryin to act like you`re large
Yeahhh, you`re nobody, nobody
You`re nobody, nobody, you`re nobody, nobody
You`re nobody, nobody, you`re nobody, nothing
You`re nobody, nobody, you`re nothing, diarrhea
[Kool Keith]
You got these African rappers who try to act like they African
They`re playin themselves and dressin up like they African
But I`m in New York, chillin hard on the city street
Where crime and drug wars, my bouts in city be
While you be a fool, you think it`s worse than Africa?
Like Ice Cube said, I gotta giggle and laugh at ya
So what are you doin, so what are you sayin?
So what are you gettin it, so why are you playin?
Cause you just a phony plus, the Queen don`t impress me
Preachers and teachers, rebel ones come test me
While you catch amenesia, and go into seizure
I treat you like pinball, and show you I played ya
Out of the box like a old pair of socks and
Choose to go when, now see who`s flowin
Keepin in step the rep the pep for those who slept
Yep, I`m not a new jack swing man
So groups that perpetrate, they can`t even sing man
Drivin around, owin cash on a Benzo
Your payments are due, your car is not even paid for
... you`re nobody, tryin to act like you`re large
[Ced Gee]
Yo yeah that `bout some that up Keith man
Just just y`know what we gon` do we gon` keep on schoolin
these fake rappers, try to make these brothers real y`knahmsayin?
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