Boonaa Mohammed - I Just Wanna Rap Nice lyrics

BA Shoutout to Lupe Fiasco, Lowkey, Akala, FITB, AOTP, IT and Boonaa. real recognizes real, ya hear? I'm really stuck in the belly of the beast If I don't make it out here then I won't have food to eat Because unfortunately my debts are kinda steep With so much on my plate its only right that I see a feast With a quran in one hand, I'm trying to practice what I preach But feeling hypocritical cuz I'm searching for the road to riches Ain't gonna be easy when ur surround with all these snitches Get rich or die trying, whoever said it was poor I'm only looking forward and won't let the world deter me But this world is so cold and you still never heard me Used to have plans of being rich by the time I was thirty Now I'm trying to get money long and legal to take care of my people But these ignants take me for a joke and say I'm too young Say you can only bring change with a barrel of a gun So like those that came before me, I gotta go hard But it's hard finding a way without getting barred I'm not for stunting cuz these people will k** you A struggle is not really something you can chill through So I'm trying to pray on time because that's something I still do Look into my eyes and you can see what i've been through You know what I'm doing, they call it paper pursuing And even though it's wrong I feel like we're destined for harm It bothers me when people refer to me as smart Cuz they don't know about the stats on my card Me and my beliefs can never be apart And that's why I'm keeping the lord in my heart Prophet over profit may not make cents, but it makes sense Instead of trying to understand you'd rather take offence Label me a terrorist, and act like it's a game We are not the same, I'm going insane What the hell are you sayin? So don't be surprised if I dont like you Sometimes I might even have an urge to hate you Never the people, I'm speaking about their leaders Who are sending our youth to die in a war These kids don't even know what they're fighting for When the world is this f**ed up silence is a crime The little homies layin dead in a coffin They're dying younger and far more often The rent is too high, and wages way too low But we're still talking about stupid songs on the radio Too busy catching feelings over sh** that ain't your life Might as well just stab yourself with a knife Why do ya even care, live ya own life Who deceived into thinking you're inferior? You have a brain focus on your interior I'm the guy that you just might fear But don't worry i'll always be right here I'm the reason they tried to keep slaves from reading Soon their brains will be bleeding, so EADON Look at what I became Something like a phenom, nothin but a g thang Things I've seen when I'm looking out of these frames Pictures I painted on the walls where we hang From the trees they hung Strange fruit man, look at how they swung Now you mad when they come at ya with their tounge How the hell you gonna tell a son Who ain't have a father How to try to grow up and be one See umm, feel it in my bones That I'm sittin on a throne Like a k**er with a chrome When I spit another poem Shed a whole lot of light On a little bit of home People trying way too hard just to live life Never satisfied always creating unnecessary strife I dont get high life keeps me at a decent height I'm high off life, don't need a pill in here But you're k**ing me I think I need will in here They say boys will be boys So we're running out of men We're running out to sin Chasing different women He doesn't wanna give her a ring He just wanna give her a ring He ain't looking for a wifey He's looking for a fling So he treats her like a dj And takes her for a spin We're celebrating our dick size Chicks that we gettin Whips that we hittin' We're playin our position Instead of becoming better citizens How quickly we forget that a woman watched us grow After being a tiny ball of flesh without any bones Now behold, we have the arrogance to a**ume we made it on our own But who were we but a piece of clot before we grew And who knew we would trace our ancestries back to a zoo We must have really come from apes with that monkey point of view Not impressed with what you claim Trying to be the best in the game The weather is finally destined to change Don't care about your chain or fame Cuz I know from where the diamonds came When I'm on the mic, make way for the monster If you're rapping about hoes and ur dough It's already too late you sold em your soul It's not what you say, it's how you say it It's not what you got, but how you get it You think you're B-a-d Find a p-e-n and p-a-d Take notes then d-i-e Flow so nuts this track gettin t-bagged You be on your glory hole you don't know who ur messing with I'm gonna come through and shine in due time But I can't do crime Not a player-hater Cuz I'm a lady-dater And baby-maker Not now, but maybe later Look alive, these world is complicated Either make it or break it Free like a mason I'm staying in this station So let us pray for em, the hustlers, money guzzlers, murders, wealth hoarders, stealth tactics, cheap tricks chasing limp dicks, rapists, racists, those who forgot the basics of living life, those who ain't acting right, drug dealers, fakers, flakers and the Los Angeles Lakers ----------------- Big ups to Boonaa Mohamed for verse 3 and 4 The rest is basically a huge mash-up as a result of listening to too much hip-hop over the last 20 years