[Segue]
I ain't shit
I ain't never gon' be shit
And you less of a man than me so soon as I decide that you ain't gon' be shit
[*cough*] So be it
[Intro]
Ohh
Let me sit down with my grandfather, right (What up?)
'Cause, you know, sittin' down with your family, hard, just make you feel like you ain't shit (Word, son, word)
Feelin' like what I'm tryna do, follow my dreams (What, what, what)
And he's just like:
"You know, I'm a old man, I got dreams, but I couldn't have done them
Yaknaimsayin? You a young man
You know what I'm sayin'? You go ahead and do that shit, you got visions
Make that shit happen, and I was like:
[Verse 1]
Old men dream dreams and young men have visions
Or so I'm told, follow my plans with precision
Collisions with misfortune, are met with the assurance
And insurance, that I'll be provided the strеngth
To deal with every occurrеnce and mishap
This happens to be what I do best, although I do stress
That it just isn't good enough, I wouldn't bluff
To receive the praise and accolades, I really don't think I'm the freshest
So this is the best that's ever made, I'd be a fool to say so
Play cool and lay low
I know what I deserve
Niggas hatin' on my crew is workin' on my last nerve
I remember when my mama used to say that shit
Guess that means I'm gettin' old
Wrote this on the balcony, off Bacardi gold
That bat on the cat? Dude look like a M-note
Aim to change the game drastically like the first kid on your block
Who got a Nintendo
Been so wrapped up in tryna run the label
I ain't had time for creation
Tryin' to keep the finance situation all stable
But through it all, you know the music never suffered
I ain't shit
Only addin' to the fact that I'm a raw motherfucker, word
[Chorus]
Why I rhyme above average, and I ain't shit
From the streets of my tape
I ain't shit
Why I rhyme above average, and I ain't shit
I ain't shit
[Verse 2]
Committed, Murs is, to bring you the dopest verses hip-hop ever permitted
You wouldn't blow up with that bullshit you spit
If I put a M-80 to your grill and lit it (Boom!)
I shoot words acidic straight to the dome
Burnin' brain cells as a nice way to tell yo' ass forget it
It ain't my fault
Pops hit it bare back, I came out raw dog
Ready to loc' up on cats
Who sit on the edge of my cypher and attempt to soak up
What they lack, like liver the Cognac, they's weak as they phoney rap
Lonely acts of aggression, extract my perfection
Makin' wax my profession, too relaxed to be stressin'
Too exact to be guessin', only fact manifestin'
If you're whack, here's the lesson: a dope MC
Consists of talent, content, charisma and delivery
Remember it, write it down, take a picture, I don't give a fuck
Whatever it takes to commit it to memory
'Cause your half-assed assembly of subject and predicate is killin' me (Killin' me)
[Chorus]
Why I rhyme above average, and I ain't shit
Word, man
I ain't shit
Why I rhyme above average, and I ain't shit
[Verse 3]
20 years old, still livin' with my moms, no car, no job
Still smokin' beedies and a alcohol abuser
So I guess you can say I'm an all-around loser
If daddy wasn't shit, you ain't gon' be shit
In quote, completely disgusted with my life
I sat down and then wrote
Just did a show, and of course we ripped
Still, we only get like ten percent what that signed nigga get
I'm feelin' like a sweat shop server, straight up
'Cause we do ten times the work, and only get a small portion of the current rate
What- seems to be the problem with this picture?
Is videos and magazines really the elixir to the sickness that we seem to be on the path to?
When will I stop eatin' fast food because I have to? Look at you
"Oh, that's the nigga Murs from the Living Legends crew
They think they run the underground"
To, I be like: "that's that punk ass motherfucker that hate, on any rap crew
Whenever they come to town, hell nah"
[Chorus]
Why I rhyme above average, and I ain't shit
I ain't shit
Why I rhyme above average, and I ain't shit
I ain't shit
Why I rhyme above average, and I ain't shit
I ain't shit
Why I rhyme above average, and I ain't shit
I ain't shit
Why I rhyme above average, and I ain't shit
I ain't shit
Why I rhyme above average, and I ain't shit
I ain't shit
Why I rhyme above average, and I ain't shit
I ain't shit
[Outro]
Why I rhyme above average, and I ain't shit
