(Intro): [G-TEE Talking]
Yo, I don't know what these dumb mothaf**as is thinkin' out there man
They think R&B, pop music, singing sh** is rap music?
Get the f** outta here you fake f**
When I hear a rap track I wanna hear a rap verse
You know what I'm f**in sayin'?
Time Is Pa**ing and we're supposed to progress with time
Not get f**in' worse, you know what I'm sayin'?
Time Is Pa**ing and ain't nobody got nothin' to f**in' show for it
[Verse One]
Ayyo let's not f** around. You want a good laugh?
Match up mainstream rap to underground
No comparison, it's just embarra**in', a bunch of careless men
Takin' advantage of what they should be cherishin' --
-- The rap game -- Yo if dope rhymes' their pa**ion
Then rap would be getting better, not worse as Time Is Pa**ing
[Verse Two]
You need to get with the picture, start improvin' your sk**s
'Cuz I don't know what the f** all of you are doin' , for real
It's called rap, not pop music
I know the difference between singin' and rappin' 'cuz I'm not stupid
I don't listen to the music you stupid f**s make
But don't get mad at me 'cuz I know what's true and what's fake
[Verse Three]
Underground rap is the music I'm bringin'
Some of you mainstream fools all you're f**in' doin' is singin'
You just want the fame but you lame, what a shame
New school's just a bunch of fools out to corrupt the game
You act serious like poker night, but you're known to bite
You mothaf**as should've never been allowed to hold a mic
[Verse Four]
You call that rap music? You mad lame, get the f** out the rap game
You're a fat shame, you're giving real rappers a bad name
Underground and mainstream ain't the same thing
You better write your own f**in' rhymes before you claim king
And hip hop ain't that singin' sh** you call rap
That sh** be queer kids, no cute voices either, strictly lyrics