作词 : L. Coleman/Rodney Lemay
作曲 : Coleman, Lemay
There are too many MC's who are overrated
You ask me
They wasn't even supposed to make it
In the rap biz, they don't know what rap is
So give it up, become a actor
Or a actress, or a producer
Cause you fail to use the mic right
So take flight before I bruise ya
For sayin those bull crap wack raps on wax
You need to get smacked
Sit back and rip that contract, hey yo
I'm serious, Big L ain't playin games
I should get foul and buck wild
And start saying names
But deep down inside you know who you are
Your rhymes are not up to par
You fake superstar
And that really gets on my nerve
When a rapper gets the credit that he don't deserve
Goin platinum and don't have no soul
Some rappers are mad nice
And don't even go gold
I don't like the way it's goin down
Because it should be the other way around
I don't understand it (I don't understand it)
I don't understand it (I don't understand it)
I don't understand it (I don't understand it)
How MC's take this rap game for granted
MC's, what's goin on?
I don't understand, man
How rappers cold transform
One minute you're hardcore and raw
That's what you was known for
But not no more, you changed, you rearranged
You're not the same, your raps are plain
That explain why you lost your fame
Used to be on top, then you fell like rain drops
You turned pop, now you no longer gain props
Who's fault is that?
Nobody's but your own, black
Used to make fat tracks, jack
But now you're stone wack
So MC's, don't ever step out your range
Remain the same
And only change with the time
Unless you get dropped like a dime
Go for yours like I'm goin for mine
But if you're rough, stay rough
If you're dap, stay dapper
And never try to look or even sound like another rapper
Just fulfill your own needs
Some rappers wore gold chains
And now they're wearing beads?
I don't understand it (I don't understand it)
I don't understand it (I don't understand it)
I don't understand it (I don't understand it)
How MC's take this rap game for granted
I don't understand it (I don't understand it)
I don't understand it (I don't understand it)
I don't understand it (I don't understand it)
How MC's take this rap game for granted
This is how it should be done
I'm not the one, and my raps is strong like rum
But some MC's grab the mic and sound dumb
Plus slum (How come?)
Rap skills they have none
And I wonder how the hell they records sell
They raps are stale and frail
They're false like fairy tales
Your technique and everything you speak's weak
You got a little airplay because of your beats
Your fame and your name
But your lyrics are lame, black
Step to this and get ran over like train tracks
Your raps border wack
And you went on tour with that
Crap, don't understand it
Cause rhyme skills you lack
I got more soul that Nike Airs
Giving MC's nightmares
Rappers be fronting hard
And rhymes they don't write theirs
But still call themselves MC's
Please, how could that be?
I don't understand it (I don't understand it)
I don't understand it (I don't understand it)
I don't understand it (I don't understand it)
How MC's take this rap game for granted
I don't understand it (I don't understand it)
I don't understand it (I don't understand it)
I don't understand it (I don't understand it)
How MC's take this rap game for granted
I don't understand it (I don't understand it)
I don't understand it (I don't understand it)
I don't understand it (I don't understand it)
How MC's take this rap game for granted
I don't understand it