Cryptic Wisdom - Forgot About Dre (16th Anniversary Remix) lyrics

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Cryptic Wisdom - Forgot About Dre (16th Anniversary Remix) lyrics

So what happened to rap these days Drunk keys to the tracks we bang Used to be, that we would use the beat To speak our mind and find us a happy place But these days I can't be phased Game corrupted and it can't be saved Y'all are giving up your self-respect You lie and cheat and buy just to grab these plays And we all want to be the man But you're Peter Pan, of little boy sh** And your rap career is still premature You better hang it up like an abortion I been sunny yo, been walking They running for your lame horses But I got the appetite to eat one And still have room for three courses When your rap become a soap opera How do we get hit from Big Papa Who shot ya, when we used to beef With emcees popped off they'd pop ya Somebody please call the doctor We need Dre back to detox ya Cause nowadays it ain't the same You [?] cause someone and your [?] can't [?] ya Don't get me wrong Nothing could be better than a deadly song But I'm getting real sick and tired of these social media outbursts Can we get a diss track and just get along? Like damn, homie Fifty, you were the man, homie Gotta hit him with the pen like you did Ja Rule back in the day Hit him with the pen and get him gone Where the f** he at? All I know is somebody needs to speak up again Cause it went from battling foes to reality shows And we can't get enough of it To who's playing with whose bu*t and sh** That there never should've gone public But I rose in the concrete jungle to ruin us all And that's why I don't trust a bit So this doesn't appeal to the mainstream I know it may seem, that I'm preaching out But really it is more of a compa**ion for me And I'm mean basically I'm just reaching out To say hey, okay I know I may be obligated even now Cause at the end of the day I know you're set in your ways But you really gotta ask what it's even 'bout Let's get back to the music f** that chit-chat, better lose it And I might get flak for the use of a pitiful thought To bring it back to the booth But I had to do this cause Nowadays everybody wanna talk Like they got something to say But nothing comes out when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish The mother f**ers act like they forgot how to rap Yeah