Goodbye rap This song is about everybody involved in hip-hop People that just came into this business so late All the DJs that don’t know what they are doing, that don’t know real records And everybody that think they can rap, wasting time This song is called ‘Goodbye Rap.’
This song is the last song I quit rap, couldn’t find competition I threw hip-hop in the garbage The rap hall of fame had to pay homage While everyone was fat cookin’ sausage I was wearin’ ostrich Rap ain’t been the same since I had it hostage The last song I guess was written wrong First class flight I’m leavin’ MCs to fight over who’s the best, I’m gone To a secret shelter in space An astronaut ready to take off Go home to the Bat Cave and take my cape off A rock star, still I will shock tomorrow Rap went out the door, all MCs cry with tears Miss my metaphor Inspiration gone now they gotta see artificial tissue on tour From the Bronx, true story Ask Bambaataa and Kool Herc I don’t rap no more, I don’t rap no more
That’s it And the downloaders you get no credit You destroyed your own thing all over Remember that. You ain’t really fly The ciphers… WHACK Everybody samplin’ old man records… WHACK Everybody tryin’ to collect records… WHACK Everybody trying to get up on open mics… WHACK All the DJs playing trendy music… WHACK Commercial artists trying to collaborate with pop artists… WHACK Everybody trying to think they can grow dreads to become hip-hop… WHACK Finalists and panelists talking on TV shows trying to judge rap… WHACK People that just got into rap yesterday… WHACK