Dudley Perkins - Hearing Test lyrics

From a fast paced 'with wire taps As I inspire' Please don't flash and reach for the mic When this booky down fast, sound the sound check Clowns ready to click, they call it cheat around But hands down, I'm the man now Some fans clown, now they stand around with ' k**s beats, keep it real street' Getting plenty stacks'don't give me crap My mind's intact, rhymes are fat, lines are packed with all kinds of stacks 'don't beg for dough, let you know' Technology is how I display my ways Electric output got mad scientist pondering for days Week and then years, how other do, do this Break 'em down to tears for fears, full light, dancing through the night Listen to the beats'bills I must pay, never enough time' All in all, God, why me? Why I gotta think this way? Why does injustice hurt all day? Please, God, take it away I beg you, I plead, I pray Some say I shouldn't be this way A man with no religion is still respected True living I respect the birth that God has given 'cause God has wisdom Weirdest thing to call rap music