Dax, Tom MacDonald - Blame the Rappers lyrics
Dax [Daniel Nwosu Jr.] St. John's, Newfoundland and Labrador, Canada 🇨🇦
Thomas MacDonald [British Columbia, Canada] 🇨🇦
[Dax, Tom MacDonald - Blame the Rappers lyrics]
Yeah, I'm a rapper
But I'm losin' my respect for the genre
How many songs about Xanax and
Alcohol are we droppin'?
How many kids we gonna kill 'fore
We admit it's a problem?
Probably stop if it was one of our
Sons or one of our daughters
We know our demographic is primarily youth
We glorify breakin' the law
To children in school
Kids copy what we say and imitate what we do
They'll go to jail for doin' the
Things you told 'em was cool
We put women in our videos
Exploiting their bodies
While little girls around the world grab
They phone and they watch it
They need a realistic role model
Not just a Barbie
They see strippers and escorts but
No lawyers or doctors
Hey hip-hop, what the hell happened?
It was power to the people
And we liked that stuff
These days you're promoting that's it's
Fun to be an addict
So I'm askin', how could y'all write that
Bruh?
You can blame the rappers that you blow up
But your favorite songs are 'bout doin' drugs
So what happens after these kids grow up?
And who's to blame for who they've become?
They made it look so cool to shoot those guns
And hate the cops and to get too drunk
You can't blame the rappers when you show up
And love the songs that make you dumb
You can't blame the rappers
Makin' music is a privilege and choice
And if you ever get to
Be successful you must understand
The people that you influence are
Swayed by what you say
And that melodies and you sing
Make wings, build dreams, and fill voids
We are medication straight through voice
Some give life and some destroy
And even though this money seems nice
It can't come
So we must take that as a hint that
There's other things in life you should enjoy
We move mountains, we cross states
We play roles in presidential debates
So don't you try and tell me
Makin' music is for fun
And you don't care about the things
That our music helped make
Man, I know I'm not perfect, but I'll change
I'm the outcome of this world's and my pain
And this music is pills and I
Promise this dose that you take
Won't make you say
You can blame the rappers that you blow up
But your favorite songs are 'bout doin' drugs
So what happens after these kids grow up?
And who's to blame for who they've become?
They made it look so cool to shoot those guns
And hate the cops and to get too drunk
You can't blame the rappers when you show up
And love the songs that make you dumb
You can't blame the rappers
Yeah, I'm a rapper
But I swear that I'm embarrassed
Half of these artists can't even talk
They just mumble their lyrics
And the teenagers listen while they
Rebel from their parents
While the rappers tell 'em pop a pill
Buy Gucci and wear it
They say screw the police, break the rules
Smoke weed buy some shoes you don't need
Rep the hood and your street
All these rappers holdin' guns and
Now the kids want some
Mess around and kill they homie
You can't clean that blood
We encourage bein' stupid with our music
And we're normalizing poor moral standards
While we do it little boys see the way that
Women look in our videos
And assume it's real life
Project that image on little girls
It's unrealistic
If you're young and you listen
You are one in a million, you are loved
You are different
Hey hip-hop, I know life moves on
But while I'm here, how could you write that
Dawg?
You can blame the rappers that you blow up
But your favorite songs are 'bout doin' drugs
So what happens after these kids grow up?
And who's to blame for who they've become?
They made it look so cool to shoot those guns
And hate the cops and to get too drunk
You can't blame the rappers when you show up
And love the songs that make you dumb
You can't blame the rappers
Dollar bills and poppin' pills
Like party songs it's not cool in real life
Cheap thrills and goin' 'til
The mornin' comes see what that feels like
You can blame the rappers that you blow up
But your favorite songs are 'bout doin' drugs
So what happens after these kids grow up?
And who's to blame for who they've become?
They made it look so cool to shoot those guns
And hate the cops and to get too drunk
You can't blame the rappers when you show up
And love the songs that make you dumb
You can't blame the rappers
But I'm losin' my respect for the genre
How many songs about Xanax and
Alcohol are we droppin'?
How many kids we gonna kill 'fore
We admit it's a problem?
Probably stop if it was one of our
Sons or one of our daughters
We know our demographic is primarily youth
We glorify breakin' the law
To children in school
Kids copy what we say and imitate what we do
They'll go to jail for doin' the
Things you told 'em was cool
We put women in our videos
Exploiting their bodies
While little girls around the world grab
They phone and they watch it
They need a realistic role model
Not just a Barbie
They see strippers and escorts but
No lawyers or doctors
Hey hip-hop, what the hell happened?
It was power to the people
And we liked that stuff
These days you're promoting that's it's
Fun to be an addict
So I'm askin', how could y'all write that
Bruh?
You can blame the rappers that you blow up
But your favorite songs are 'bout doin' drugs
So what happens after these kids grow up?
And who's to blame for who they've become?
They made it look so cool to shoot those guns
And hate the cops and to get too drunk
You can't blame the rappers when you show up
And love the songs that make you dumb
You can't blame the rappers
Makin' music is a privilege and choice
And if you ever get to
Be successful you must understand
The people that you influence are
Swayed by what you say
And that melodies and you sing
Make wings, build dreams, and fill voids
We are medication straight through voice
Some give life and some destroy
And even though this money seems nice
It can't come
So we must take that as a hint that
There's other things in life you should enjoy
We move mountains, we cross states
We play roles in presidential debates
So don't you try and tell me
Makin' music is for fun
And you don't care about the things
That our music helped make
Man, I know I'm not perfect, but I'll change
I'm the outcome of this world's and my pain
And this music is pills and I
Promise this dose that you take
Won't make you say
You can blame the rappers that you blow up
But your favorite songs are 'bout doin' drugs
So what happens after these kids grow up?
And who's to blame for who they've become?
They made it look so cool to shoot those guns
And hate the cops and to get too drunk
You can't blame the rappers when you show up
And love the songs that make you dumb
You can't blame the rappers
Yeah, I'm a rapper
But I swear that I'm embarrassed
Half of these artists can't even talk
They just mumble their lyrics
And the teenagers listen while they
Rebel from their parents
While the rappers tell 'em pop a pill
Buy Gucci and wear it
They say screw the police, break the rules
Smoke weed buy some shoes you don't need
Rep the hood and your street
All these rappers holdin' guns and
Now the kids want some
Mess around and kill they homie
You can't clean that blood
We encourage bein' stupid with our music
And we're normalizing poor moral standards
While we do it little boys see the way that
Women look in our videos
And assume it's real life
Project that image on little girls
It's unrealistic
If you're young and you listen
You are one in a million, you are loved
You are different
Hey hip-hop, I know life moves on
But while I'm here, how could you write that
Dawg?
You can blame the rappers that you blow up
But your favorite songs are 'bout doin' drugs
So what happens after these kids grow up?
And who's to blame for who they've become?
They made it look so cool to shoot those guns
And hate the cops and to get too drunk
You can't blame the rappers when you show up
And love the songs that make you dumb
You can't blame the rappers
Dollar bills and poppin' pills
Like party songs it's not cool in real life
Cheap thrills and goin' 'til
The mornin' comes see what that feels like
You can blame the rappers that you blow up
But your favorite songs are 'bout doin' drugs
So what happens after these kids grow up?
And who's to blame for who they've become?
They made it look so cool to shoot those guns
And hate the cops and to get too drunk
You can't blame the rappers when you show up
And love the songs that make you dumb
You can't blame the rappers