THA CAPITAL G - Here To Rap lyrics

I came here to rap
Don’t want to start no drama
I ain't down with all of that in 2012
I’m pretty sure the world lost it's mind
Good if you still got yours 'cause
I know I lost mine save Me
This world's gone crazy
People shoot little kids and babies
Other hand, they’ll shoot a grown man
In whatever land that they may be
They call me Giddens
I’ve been spitting since a baby
With this spittin' I’m crazy
When I say Tha Capital
All of ya’ll better say G
Boston’s the city I rep
Put your 3’s up and rep yo set
617 and a man named Kevin
In a green 5, that’s Garnett
Black and Gold on that ice yo
Brown skin with that nice flow


Color of my socks, they red you can bet
Section 304 at Gillette
I love this town, I’m going around
Letting them know who I am
I’m that Boston rapper baby
Got damn, I got jams
Truthfully, I am the man
I can't wait for my debut
I’m getting my buzz, I do what it does
And I don’t care what they do rock out
With Capital G who is that? Well that’s me
Thought you knew before see
It’s so hard to ignore me
Everybody here adores me
Except of course, for my haters though
They hate my taste, they hate my dough
They hate my face, they hate my flow
Only 'cause they really can’t match it
I'm spitting too damn clean and I rap quick
I'm scared if I rap slow I sound ratchet
But, I’m not that, I’m educated
UMass Amherst graduated
I’m too ill, not medicated
Really though yo, so glad I made it
What more can I say? That’s pretty
Much me in a nutshell
Capital G, I rep that B
I got a big D and I cut well
But telling my whole story
23 years, no fame, just glory
I’ll spit it real fast, if you hold on for me
Hope it’s not corny momma had a C-section
Twenty thirteen, sitting in the G section
617, the city he steps in
Walking around, doesn't need directions
Blessings i’m counting
I’m freezing fountains and moving mountains
Boys will be boys, girls will be girls
Giddens will be Giddens and this is his world

I came here to rap

I was born in 89, met Bassam in 93
20 years later, he’s taking over Fidelity
The hell with me, I’m compelled to be
A rapper, rapper
Crohn's got me on the crapper
But, I still stay so dapper
Illusion of choice i’m using the voice
God blessed me with you dudes can rejoice
I’m here for the long run
I tear when the songs done
If you hear what I hear
You feel that it’s awesome
Ayo this is my life
I make my own beats, I don’t beat my wife
I’m married to the music
When the beats sound tight
I’m a sex machine, no sleep that night
Keep that light off girl
Ride that thing 'til it’s soft girl
No girl, I’m talking to music
I haven’t lost it
I just learned how to use it
I am what it is
I’ll jam with the kids all lifetime
Sometimes I can’t phone a friend
So music is my lifeline it takes me higher
I can feel it, ain't no liar i’m on fire but
I’ll never stop dROP AND ROLL!
I’m in many things, one’s not control
Really I’m ready to lock and load
Just pop and blow can’t stop the show
So sick of rappers with common flows
Knock them all down like dominos
Tacka tack tack tack tack tack tack
All ya’ll just sound so damn whack
But not ME! Tha Capital G
I double D-E, N, S
I’m a menace but don't call me Dennis
Unless you’re playing tennis
Stop going back and forth with my balls
Hi ya’ll wait you think that I’m small?
Let’s just say, they’ll be an earthquake
If it comes to the day that I fall
Awww what’s wrong dog?
Can’t spit like me so you mad you hater?
Step on the scene, so fresh clean
With a girl like Christine Abichaker
Speaking of Christine Abichaker
Hello Christine Abichaker
Female so fine, definition of a dime
Bet her lips taste like Now-or laters
Now we’re greater
Over eight dollars an hour later
Keep shining, keep climbing
Keep grinding, to all you minimum wage
It’ll be your world
With our boys and your girls
Right now this is your life
Make sure you get yours right

I came here to rap