Tom MacDonald - Every Rapper Ever lyrics

If a rapper looks like me
Then chances are that I don't wanna hear it
I got tattoos on my face
But I don't mumble lyrics
I hate to judge someone
I've never met by their appearance
But these rainbow hair
Dummies fuckin' incoherent
At least I cleaned my act
Up before I started rappin'
Half these artists are still addicts
Poppin' Xanax in they mansions
I ain't comfortable with glorifyin'
Pills that I needed
Or romanticizin' demons I already defeated
I can't rap about thе guns, drugs
Booty and gangs
I feel responsible for leadin'
Pеople into they graves
I understand I can't abuse none
Of the power I'm given


My influence could put a
Stupid kid into prison

Rappers preach about respect
They only care about they checkbook
Rappers just pretend 'bout givin'
Back and bein' helpful
They don't care when things they said
Affect the kid who gets killed
Your music left somebody dead
That's pretty disrespectful

What happened to hip-hop?
Everything switched up
Now it's "Shoot a gun, fuck a bitch
Pop pills"
It was Biggie and 2Pac, then Eminem
Snoop Dogg
Now it's lil' idiots and none of them real
What happened to hip-hop?
Everything switched up
The fans overdose and the rappers get killed
Look stupid on TikTok
Get Twitter and shit talk
All these little idiots and none of them real

Every rapper ever wants a chain
And to make mils
Claim they really ballin' in they
Videos with fake bills
Every fan on Instagram thinks
Everything they say's real
These rappers cappin', they get paid bills
They either sellin' you some liquor
Or they're sellin' you sex
They're faker than a punch in WWF
They claim they life is great
But I can see it, they stressed
Leavin' a crib with security
And bulletproof vests
And all the asses in they
Videos are clever distractions
Keep your eyes on the women and
You forget 'bout the rapper
The music fuckin' trash
But the booties get fatter
And that's a substitute for
Havin' any actual talent

Rappers preach about respect
They only care about they checkbook
Music videos are just commercials
Get your bread took
Bought the clothes to make us cool
Do drugs until we get hooked
Go broke then overdose and die
That's pretty disrespectful

What happened to hip-hop?
Everything switched up
Now it's "Shoot a gun, fuck a bitch
Pop pills"
It was Biggie and 2Pac, then Eminem
Snoop Dogg
Now it's lil' idiots and none of them real
What happened to hip-hop?
Everything switched up
The fans overdose and the rappers get killed
Look stupid on TikTok
Get Twitter and shit talk
All these little idiots and none of them real

Every rapper ever wants a house and a car
They want your money
They don't care 'bout what their messages are
Every rapper ever wants a grill and a chain
They want your money
They don't care if they put you in a grave
The culture we grew up on
Came from hardship and passion
But now it's like a sideshow attraction
My worst fear is havin' kids and
Tryna give 'em an answer
When they ask me "Dad, when I grow up
Can I be a rapper?"

What happened to hip-hop?
Everything switched up
Now it's "Shoot a gun, fuck a bitch
Pop pills"
It was Biggie and 2Pac, then Eminem
Snoop Dogg
Now it's lil' idiots and none of them real
What happened to hip-hop?
Everything switched up
The fans overdose and the rappers get killed
Look stupid on TikTok
Get Twitter and shit talk
All these little idiots and none of them real