Chill Bump - I Ain't a Rapper lyrics
[Chill Bump - I Ain't a Rapper lyrics]
Could Hip-Hop get any sloppier?
Everybody's a cocky killer that
Be repping the Mafia wiggers pull triggers
Correctional officers talk about
How they gonna wet ya n' body ya
Where is the logic? Gotta be honest man
The hottest artists out now
Are probably holograms
All these rappers always yapping the N bomb
When crackers make up half the
Fans they depend on shit is wrong
Why put out your silly song
If the whites in the crowd
Ain't allowed to sing along?
They rich and proud
Check what they keep buying
Yet Drake keeps crying and
Kanye keeps whining like
"Huh" Maybe I'm stuck in the ninetees
Pink pants and face tats
Doesn't fucking define me
Go head, call me cracker with no swag
You can't even flow fag
Just a rapper I casually toe tag
Your fans will be so sad
Like when Canibus choked bad
And couldn't even read that phoney
Crap from his Notepad
I've got high caliber vocab
I'm the true thing
I cannot be moved by all the
Crack that your crew sling
You brag and your jewels bling
You act like the new king
And Tracky autotune makes you
Talentless fools sing
Fuck you and the whip you
Banging this tune in
Fuck the word swag and the
Slang that you using listen
I just, I just i ain't a rapper
I just, I just i ain't a rapper
I just, I just
New school ain't in their right mind
The entire text message generation ain't
Able to write rhymes
Just a bunch of punchlines with
No connections between 'em
Fictional bullshit and kids
Actually believe 'em
Rappers try go viral and find the tools
Guys will do anything for likes and views
Why not use a camera and a dynamite stick
Stick it up your ass, light the fuse?
So the globe can watch you blow up fast
You lifeless fools
Cats create buzzes, captivate a fanbase
Others make covers
Mac will make his pancakes
Is this Macklemore a better
Rapper than Kendrick?
How did he manage to get that award?
Man I don't get it
Youtube was invented so that losers get heard
So you wiggers get excused when
You use the N word
So you can prove that you's a killer
Spewing ten slurs
Wishing death with every sentence
You foolish net nerds and emo-geeks
Have never seen no
Streets But post mediocre schemes
Over Primo beats i know that
I could beat your mic up
But today rappers don't rap
They just keyboard-cypher so
All these crews with their macks out
Forty goons up in the background
All these dumb hit's
Tracks that lack substance
And all the autotune up in their raps now
Rush your bars they don't matter
Just rely on crazy swagger
Do your thing focus on your stupid
Bling but if that shit's rap
(shit's rap, shit's rap, shit's rap)
I ain't a rapper i just, I just
I ain’t a rapper i just rap a lot
I ain't a rapper i just, I just
I ain’t a rapper i just rap a lot
Everybody's a cocky killer that
Be repping the Mafia wiggers pull triggers
Correctional officers talk about
How they gonna wet ya n' body ya
Where is the logic? Gotta be honest man
The hottest artists out now
Are probably holograms
All these rappers always yapping the N bomb
When crackers make up half the
Fans they depend on shit is wrong
Why put out your silly song
If the whites in the crowd
Ain't allowed to sing along?
They rich and proud
Check what they keep buying
Yet Drake keeps crying and
Kanye keeps whining like
"Huh" Maybe I'm stuck in the ninetees
Pink pants and face tats
Doesn't fucking define me
Go head, call me cracker with no swag
You can't even flow fag
Just a rapper I casually toe tag
Your fans will be so sad
Like when Canibus choked bad
And couldn't even read that phoney
Crap from his Notepad
I've got high caliber vocab
I'm the true thing
I cannot be moved by all the
Crack that your crew sling
You brag and your jewels bling
You act like the new king
And Tracky autotune makes you
Talentless fools sing
Fuck you and the whip you
Banging this tune in
Fuck the word swag and the
Slang that you using listen
I just, I just i ain't a rapper
I just, I just i ain't a rapper
I just, I just
New school ain't in their right mind
The entire text message generation ain't
Able to write rhymes
Just a bunch of punchlines with
No connections between 'em
Fictional bullshit and kids
Actually believe 'em
Rappers try go viral and find the tools
Guys will do anything for likes and views
Why not use a camera and a dynamite stick
Stick it up your ass, light the fuse?
So the globe can watch you blow up fast
You lifeless fools
Cats create buzzes, captivate a fanbase
Others make covers
Mac will make his pancakes
Is this Macklemore a better
Rapper than Kendrick?
How did he manage to get that award?
Man I don't get it
Youtube was invented so that losers get heard
So you wiggers get excused when
You use the N word
So you can prove that you's a killer
Spewing ten slurs
Wishing death with every sentence
You foolish net nerds and emo-geeks
Have never seen no
Streets But post mediocre schemes
Over Primo beats i know that
I could beat your mic up
But today rappers don't rap
They just keyboard-cypher so
All these crews with their macks out
Forty goons up in the background
All these dumb hit's
Tracks that lack substance
And all the autotune up in their raps now
Rush your bars they don't matter
Just rely on crazy swagger
Do your thing focus on your stupid
Bling but if that shit's rap
(shit's rap, shit's rap, shit's rap)
I ain't a rapper i just, I just
I ain’t a rapper i just rap a lot
I ain't a rapper i just, I just
I ain’t a rapper i just rap a lot