Fucking Hip Hop

[Verse 1: Caveman] Each day I wake up with the same choices Release the beast in me Or peacefully remain gorgeous Or just gorge myself until obesity Depressed cause recently music is artificial Ascorbic Acid Rap, at least trippy's better than trappy tracks We've evolved Most of these hippies ready to snap your back quickly Got rapping acrobats hidden in my city I'm envisioning a future where Future gets plenty pity A world in which every Earl's spending pretty pennies Where girls don't just unfurl their titties and hurl their panties At dumb motherfuckers tryna rap Dumb motherfuckers tryna rap But I'm not bitchin' or hatin' I'm blatantly switchin' the playlist I don't care if you're a Christian or listen to Satan You're welcome to keep pitchin' your pension To labels, faggots, and stations And they won't mention the greatness That comes from practice and patience It's not a passion anymore It's just fashionable to be like Flocka: Fuck some education Laugh at the poor BZRKers sharp We at the bottom like a tack on your floor But we're not attacking your door Cause the knocks are actually for Insert rap name here Insert rap name here I respect you select few That refuse the refuse They reuse, then let loose Like we use the restroom Bitch my team's in a test tube Trying to blow up Like mixing that green shit with the red-blue We're refugees A few G's but we don't need rescue I ignite trees and extinguish them with my sess pool My team's relinquishing demons when we speak this English That's the reason we the next dudes Fuck you for fucking Hip Hop Fuck you for fucking Hip Hop