Текст (слова) песни: K-Otix - 7 MC`s Part 2

 
Little inner city Willie/much like myself 
Was aspiring to touch the higher reaches of wealth 
Self propelled by the propaganda of the MC`s/ 
Glamour ride through his eyes vividly on TV 
Mesmerized by the likes of these self proclaimed G`s/ 
Fantasized himself to be the fat rat stacking cheese 
Armani khaki jeans where they used to be Lee`s/ 
no ties with Master Lock but now speaking of keys 
Being seized overseas in big barrels and crates/ 
but negated to relate he never went out of state 
Now consume the toxic logic plus the toxic fumes/ 
Out of tune and now assumed to be Nom De Plume 
Better known as Big Willie/ 
Now Don`t That Sound Silly/ 
Favorite catch phrase Keep It Real But not really 
Still he making ends without an n/ 
Pushing up a jeep a Lex coupe Beemer and a Benz 
Pretends to be the baller down south slanging mo mo`s/ 
back east he lies about ties with Mafioso 
In Philly-Illinois he rolled a Caddy Sedan/ 
and in Oaktown he was the Don Juan of San Fran and beyond 
With his companion on the hip and a Friday night ride down the strip 
 
It`s a Trip 
Look inside the ride MC number 9 by his side sippin` Cristal wine 
Tried her best to look fine/Wasn`t really worth the time 
Just an imitation of Will`s fraud state of mind 
Caught me by surprise. But then I read between the lines/ 
Heard through the grapevine #5 wrote your rhymes 
Check the signs/See the decline of income 
Going out for the crumb/Your style`s still dumb 
 
#10 was the label mate of # 8&9/ 
Whining like a beaatch and bottom line couldn`t rhyme 
Shining in the lime light but couldn`t rhyme tight/ 
No originality/Strictly sound bites 
Downright about the worst that I heard verse to verse/ 
Every word was a curse to the ear 
Preferred not to hearing his song/ 
But no choice but to listen on 
His LP wasn`t even worth pissing on 
Dancin` a jig and thinking he was jiggy/ 
Everybody`s picking him to be the next { } 
But he was over shadowed by the face in the camera 
#11/his producer slash manager 
 
Slash amateur slash rapper slash actor slash tapper/ 
the hit song jacker New nod factor/ 
turned playboy when he dropped the Craig Macker/ 
Making rap wacker Ain`t mad at ya/ 
But weekly you tempt me to pimp me the new jiggy on Mtv 
The Magnum Cum Laude of my PhD/ 
I was hating from the jump when you became an MC 
Trying to keep it real/Without a trace of rap skill 
At first it was chill/But now it`s like over kill 
Wanted to build the rep/of material objects 
R&b niggas switching from rap to rock sets 
 
Yet once again neither one saw the signs 
#10`s simple mind combined with simple rhymes 
defined the prime reason why we had to make it twice 
You need to stop rocking ice/Learn to rock a mic 
I hope my words come as a shock/Get off your own jock 
Probably why everybody`s taking shots 
Now it`s all about the Benjamins, but/ 
I`m calling out your feminine strut 
Plus it wasn`t a surprise that 11 had to capitalize/ 
Off the late great #8`s sudden demise 
Cut the lies that he tried to keep it honest 
Talkin` `bout flossin`/ 
when he shoulda seen an orthodontist 
Making promises that he wasn`t fulfillin`/ 
People by the millions Saying they wasn`t feeling em/ 
I guess in all the Hype like William started killin` em/ 
Dealing in the same fate as their late friend 
Once again 
There you have it/11 MC`s laid to rest
 

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