(Verse 1)
I'd like to welcome ya'll to the new breed
Of new G's, new emcees - that cues me
Neusey A.K.A. preferably Neuse the Baby
Labels hate me cause' I chewed up they artists and gave them rabies
I'm rabid, ravenous, bad habits with gas and matches
My pastor says I'm going to hell so I slapped the bastard
I'm flabbergasted by half-assed whack rappers
With tap-dancers to back them cause' that's the only chance to pass them
I classify them and pass right by them and magnify them
And look to the sky for the rays of fire to fry them homie
Don't let the age fool ya, I put my days to ya
I been telling tales to the tape before the game knew ya
Loc told me "Homie, you is a monster
Them labels are crazy making mistakes if they don't want ya"
It's obvious to me that I'm the greatest in Jersey
But the game just hate me with a passion ya heard me
(Chorus)
Hip Hop don't love me
It don't want me around and nothing from me
I used to look to the sky for something
But now I don't look for nothing
Because Hip Hop don't love me
It don't want me around and nothing from me
I used to look to the sky for something
But now I don't look for nothing at all
(Verse 2)
The Man from Atlanta beat out old Hangtime
It's all about them upside down west side hand signs
VH1 say I be hating
But the fact of the matter is I'm so grateful
Fuck talent it was all about who knew who
Who knew what and who could do shit I couldn't do
But I swallowed my pride I'll die hollering politics
I'll follow the leader long as he lead to them dollars and cents
It makes sense - is second the truth?
I'm either shit or I'm the shit cause' I'm always number two
I'm tired of black dudes thinking I can't rap
I'm tired of white dudes thinking I can't rap
Fuck ya'll - just another name to add to the stack
Cause' ya'll can pass on my shit I'm still moving to plaques
And I can pass on your Honest Abe either way I'm getting paid
Either way you know my name and either way I'm getting hate
(Chorus)
Hip Hop don't love me
It don't want me around and nothing from me
I used to look to the sky for something
But now I don't look for nothing
Because Hip Hop don't love me
It don't want me around and nothing from me
I used to look to the sky for something
But now I don't look for nothing at all
(Verse 3)
I've got obsession with depression I'm guessing that this is heaven
Cause' every step that I'm stepping is a second closer to breathless
Fuck this death is promised I'm restless
And senseless penniless studio time is precious
Cause' fees is expensive especially to press shit
Get a little hectic I fold under pressure
I never wanted to be like nobody else
I never thought about not making the top shelf
Then God granted my wish with a gift full of ink
And I brought it back to the bank lost and came back with a hit
Dissed the game middle finger other hand on my balls
If you don't like me then I don't like ya'll - Real talk
(Chorus)
Hip Hop don't love me
It don't want me around and nothing from me
I used to look to the sky for something
But now I don't look for nothing
Because Hip Hop don't love me
It don't want me around and nothing from me
I used to look to the sky for something
But now I don't look for nothing at all
Hip Hop don't love me
It don't want me around and nothing from me
I used to look to the sky for something
But now I don't look for nothing
Because Hip Hop don't love me
It don't want me around and nothing from me
I used to look to the sky for something
But now I don't look for nothing at all