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A emotional rap to be on "A Rapper's Ambition". |
The Price Of A Rapper (Introduction) Have you ever been hated Discriminated against I have I've been protested Demonstrated against (Verse One) Listen to my wicked rhymes In these times There are just so many crimes Too many whack rhymes So while you listen to this track Take the time to close your eyes And picture somethin' of beauty And watch as it's torn from your vision I've been worn from the shit That goes on in this world This world is cold There are so many bold That live on the edge They don't need meds Don't need to lie people on their death beds They just keep on livin' When I die I hope none of ya'll cry 'Cuz my life will be too sad to cry for I sometimes look at my father And hope he would just die I'm with Faith now I'm in front of the crowd About to take another bow But now I see what it takes To be an MC Now don't you think I'mma step down And hand over my crown I'm here to stay No matter how long I stay in a state of dismay No matter how much I wonder What is asunder I will not make another blunder Like I did in my startin' days of rap So what if I had to rhyme For a short time Before I was all ready hated All ready bein' discriminated upon Now I've seen this guy named Ron He was nothin' but a Lil' bitch Who could call me nothin' but a poser But he could not rap for crap Every whack rhyme he ever spit Made me just want to hit His worse rhyme And make it a cool verse But no one would listen Some would christen me Another whack MC But now you see Me makin' my first album A Rapper's Ambition Now I've got a slight intuition (Chorus) I’m not like any other rapper My life had started out good It wasn’t like I lived in the Hood I never meant to be a crude man So rude That you would cry Or just want to diss me Now don’t miss me when I die ‘Cuz I keep on livin’ in your heart And if your smart You won’t live the life I did (Verse Two) This boy Ron He was so phony A bony lil’ white boy Rappin’ like he was a gangsta But everyone knew he was nothin’ but a wanksta A pranksta He tried to make my life a livin’ Hell Well He failed He one day mailed Me his resignation He said his new destination Was a life better then this Now at the time I did not realize what he meant Until one day I saw on the news Somethin’ that horrified even the TV crews Ron was dead I had been read A note he had tucked in his pocket With his old locket Of his old girl All the pain inside him Had begun to manifest Into somethin’ suicidal He was once my rival But now I’m sittin’ there Starin’ at my TV Not even darin’ to tare my eyes away From the screen I could never have dreamt That he would attempt To end his own life (Chorus) I’m not like any other rapper My life had started out good It wasn’t like I lived in the Hood I never meant to be a crude man So rude That you would cry Or just want to diss me Now don’t miss me when I die ‘Cuz I keep on livin’ in your heart And if your smart You won’t live the life I did (Verse Three) Now I hope To never be taken in the Devils snare I cannot bare To let another die in this game Just because they want fame They want a betta life I’ve known guys all ready seekin’ a wife But throughout my time That I’ve made rhymes I am still payin’ the price For bein’ a white rapper Bein’ bright A tight rhymer Means nothin’ in this biz My life is on a timer So what if I use old words That were once slurred For a third time It’s not like I’m committin’ a crime I’m admittin’ anyone who wants to be a homie of mine I hope you never claim That I got my fame From bein’ a gangsta Now, I’m no wanksta But I never touched a gang in my life Now sometimes I think I hear Someone load another shot in the chamber Of that Glock I fear the most That one that’ll put me in danger While I’m just standin’ on the block Now don’t take me for a pussy Or as some would call me A stupid wussy I just don’t wanna die yet You may bet it’s ‘cuz I’m scared It ain’t ‘cuz of that I got a beautiful girl Who I will not let go of Now as I rap to this flow The flow of this beat I try not to repeat The mistakes I made in my history I hope to make a multiplatinium sellin’ CD But even if I do, I’ll still be the same man The same MC I am today, you see Just a lil’ richer Now there are all ready some people dissin’ But they’re just missin’ The meanin’ of this rhyme Maybe it’s time I put down this mic And head back to the place That I had lived in for so many years Where so many cheers Can still be heard Since the day I was born I’ve been torn up inside But no longer I’m here to stay Even when you say I am too young to rap I brung up my rep not just for nothin’ (Chorus) I’m not like any other rapper My life had started out good It wasn’t like I lived in the Hood I never meant to be a crude man So rude That you would cry Or just want to diss me Now don’t miss me when I die ‘Cuz I keep on livin’ in your heart And if your smart You won’t live the life I did (Outro) Yeah That's just somethin' of my life I want ya'll not to use me as a role model But somethin' not to become You can take my good qualities and use 'em But never use the bad shit that I live through now Yeah B. Rock MC Sergeant Cartwright A Rapper's Ambition Nightmare Entertainment Underground Yeah Peace out Faith, I love you |