Freestyle, CunninLynguists - Little People lyrics

Autographs you walk, appeal lost to the mass
A high horse you own that thrown a jackass
When you got cash last, the faces were small
If rap was basketball you
Just be basically tall
High Times rhymes, like you chief of the land
But can't stand amongst fans
Smoke L's or dap hands
Some travel long spans without plans
For room and board
Slept in they Accord for a
Show with no reward
So you can live in a crib you can't afford
You ain't the shit man
The rent man is stoppin' at your floor
Ain't fly as the get out
Flier stuck to your door
Thought you was once king but
Your reign was pour poor
Now youwashed up, when it rains it pours
And the fans in your stands
Gear is tighter than yours
It's a crying shame
The music game can play ya
When you a B-minor but you
Think you major nigga

"All the little people"
"Keep it all in perspective"
- Xzibit 'Paparazzi'

It's like David Vs goliath, let 'em try it
It don't take a honeymooner to know
That you'se a regular riot
And I don't buy it like the sales
That you claim that you have
You don't deny it, never fails
Yet it's makin' me laugh
Your autographs worth less than
The paper you sign
It's like you think you need
A shrine representing your shine
So here come the eclipse
Lips flappin' off at the jaw
Slappin' the shit out your ass with
Your long arm of my law
Homie don't play that
Go 'head and portray that
Display that and my peoples have
To go slay that
The ladder of success doesn't rise
Take a seat i be snatchin' that red carpet
Right from under your feet
And that's a long way down
Hope you have a nice trip
I see you next fall
Knowin' that you're 'bout to just slip
Now get a grip before you skip
And end up breakin' a heel
And if you rise to the top again
Don't forget about all of us little people

You was merely the bonus rapper
At your lunch table
A Curious George spillin' monk fables
Pray for him i think child got amnesia
Either that or past life he
Must have been Caesar yes
Should've addressed him as "most high"
All that attitude about your altitude
And we're both fly
There's nothin' worse than an asshole
With no cash flow
They end up being exactly what you are
A hater
Your album barely got one star, with favors
And you mad nobody treat you like a savor
Follow me
To the reason that your girl swallows me
That, the landscape autumn leaves
They spend all of their days seekin' praise
They wonder why nobody shows up
When they reach the stage
Cause she never breached a page
Just been on a mission for fools
Missin' why they do not listen to you
You must be too big for 'em