Prodigy of Mobb Deep - Broken Rappers lyrics

Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah

She said she don't like that old shit
She wanna hear some new shit
The game that these lames
Be runnin' so stupid
Juvenile and foolish, she long for a change
Yeah, that would be refreshin' for her brain
Her ears are deaf to all the nonsense
She wanna hear some progress
It's too easy for her
You gotta make it complex
Provoke her thoughts
Take her to another level
Engage her intelligence
Make her feel special
She a fan of rap music
She love the way I do it
She said she missed me while I was gone
These other dudes been droppin'
Fast food shit microwave songs
It's time for somethin' different
Somethin' prepared with love
People say she too bougie, finicky, choosy
But she a Pisces
Indecisive when she do things
She wanna make sure she make the right choice
Well baby girl
You smart as hell if you can hear my voice

Yeah, lil homie said music ain't the same
He said not the business
The artists are to blame
He only listen to Eazy-E and Too $hort
'Cause these new fools too flashy
Too much floss
Too much conceit, not enough consistence
Too much beefin' instead of makin' hit's
They all take they fans for granted
They unappreciative of they God-given talent
He said he like the rappers
Better when they broke
'Cause when they get that money
They lose touch with the folks
Back up in the hood that made
Him famous from the getty-up
Forgot about the ghettio
That's why you keep gettin' stuck
That's what the first joint
Is always so doubtin'
Now they can't give away albums
He only 14, but little shorty know his shit
He do his homework
I value your point of view, kid