See the problem is, I speak to suburban kids, who otherwise would of never knew these words Exist, whose mom's probably would of never gave two squirts of piss, 'till I created so much Motherf*ckin' turbulence, straight out the tube, right into your living room I came, and kids Flipped when they knew I was produced by Dre, that's all it took, and they were instantly hooked
Right in, and they connected with me too because I looked like them, that's why they put my Lyric's up under this microscope, searchin' with a fine tooth comb, its like this rope, waitin' To choke, tightening around my throat, watching me while I write this, like I don't like this Nope, all I hear is, lyrics, lyrics, constant controversy, sponsors working 'round the clock, to
Try to stop my concerts early, surely hip-hop was never a problem in Harlem, only in Boston After it bothered the fathers of daughters starting to blossom, so now i'm catchin' the flack From these activists when they raggin', actin' like i'm the first rapper to smack a b*tch, or Say faggot, sh*t, just look at me like i'm your closest pal, the posterchild, the motherf*ckin' Spokesman now for