Dime a Dozen

I understand nowadays I spit the same shit/ Quick hits to the skulls of haters with a fucking cactus/ Or the action of these actors that claim they rap real shit/ The answer is the average of the baggage that I'm saddled with/ This is the anthem for those that read past the captions/ See that words with no meaning put the game in a casket/ So I dabbled in this game and now I'm feeling challenged/ To start bringing back the words to save this damaged/ Game, it's insane, but I still ain't amped yet/ Let's get this shit on if you think that you can fashion/ A weapon outta the mic you're holding and stab it/ Through the power my soul gives my words, you a fraction/ Of the power that I have in just a fragment/ Two words from me will have you spinning in a backspin/ Classic and gallant, don't blow a gasket/ I'll stomp all you maggot, and that's it/ These other phony rappers, they're a dime a dozen/ Shouting about money, cars, and getting blunted/ A clusterfuck of hustling pundits/ Let's see how far you get, when I bring the judgment/ I've said it 99 times, let's make this the hundredth/ How famous they've been getting makes me sick to my stomach/ So I'll bring the roughness, cut the strings off these puppets/ Done being subtle, it's time to start sucker punching/ Choke these haters out, I hate them with a passion/ The same that lets me write all day, fuck all the acting/ And here's the award for the game's best actress/ Let's see, it goes to anybody not penning their own shit/ Its backwards nowadays, the ones that do less praised, ashes/ Raining down from the flame I burn this industry down with/ Leave the fakers baffled when they see that I'm the captain/ Of the team who dreams of taking away everything/ They got famous for, they may be Caesar but I'm Cassius/ And I'll be gone, the potential of a madman/ Savior of this game, I bring manna to the masses/ Don't pander to the passionless, rampant when I trash this/ Planted the idea in your minds that I'm a mammoth/ Here to stomp anybody who thinks that they're a master/ When you get too comfortable, that's when I blow past ya/ This ain't no beauty pageant, so start writing with a passion/ These other phony rappers, they're a dime a dozen/ Shouting about money, cars, and getting blunted/ A clusterfuck of hustling pundits/ Let's see how far you get, when I bring the judgment/ I've said it 99 times, let's make this the hundredth/ How famous they've been getting makes me sick to my stomach/ So I'll bring the roughness, cut the strings off these puppets/ Done being subtle, it's time to start sucker punching/ The ideas that they're instilling make me go insane/ But I guess that's just how shit blows now - grenade/ But make no mistake I put my work in this display/ And I'll refrain from taking shots at people, dismayed/ At how the game changed so fast but I'm gonna make my way/ I ain't looking for the goal, just how I can explain/ How this shit bothers me, but to see it all erased/ Seems too selfish, so I'm not here to invade/ Just change the minds of some people and I can call it a day/ But don't think that this changes my distaste/ For the new way I feel this game's been mislaid/ That's okay, I invade the selfish and can relate/ So maybe you can too, and we can inflate/ This army to infiltrate and change the face/ Of music we want to hear, not what's gets ingrained/ By radio and TV, they're the fucking disgrace/ These other phony rappers, they're a dime a dozen/ Shouting about money, cars, and getting blunted/ A clusterfuck of hustling pundits/ Let's see how far you get, when I bring the judgment/ I've said it 99 times, let's make this the hundredth/ How famous they've been getting makes me sick to my stomach/ So I'll bring the roughness, cut the strings off these puppets/ Done being subtle, it's time to start sucker punching/