Forthwrite - Bring It lyrics

[Intro] Ground up! [Verse 1] Yo, I'm disliked ‘cause I'm clean cut, I don't even see rough All this hate f**ing sh**s me like this scene does I'm as real as you, rapping is my life But I smile in my pictures ‘cause I'm happy I'm alive When rap started, it was meant to be the positive sound These days it's gone the opposite route And I rap like a bully, you act like a p**y So-called veterans but you rap like you're rookies Fair enough to drop an album, you will take your time But you've been working on your album since like '89 I was gonna take years, yeah, maybe five But that ain't taking time, that's a f**ing waste of time A whole album of your flows flipping syllables Quick to hate others when your own sh** is pitiful Why don't you try and be your own individual? Everything you stand for is so hypocritical You hate on us because of photo shoots But when you pose to look hard, they're called photos too And if you're poor, evil and rough, the scene'll love yours But get commercial media love? Then you're done for I'll pay you dudes respect when I actually feel your music You want to know we smashing and rapping in here? The youth is Call us pathetic, I'll tell you what pathetic is This whole's scene's topic range is always something negative Yo, the girls like us, we dress with impressive taste They hate you, you dress to impress your mates I went for it when I looked at the risk I got balls, jumped up and dissed the Hoods at a gig Now we're bunch of dudes When they see me, really want to break my jaw But the hood status is exactly what I'm aiming for And now these tough emcees want to see me f**ing bleed It wasn't a threat, that line was only tongue in cheek This scene is hard to find the energy for This is heart on the sleeve rap, leave the rest at the door And I lost a fan base just like never before I've been shunned ‘cause I ain't working with Trem anymore I was stoked to be down with the lyrical commission That style wasn't me though, I was innocently driven And watch you run and say that 60 went and dissed them That ain't a diss, you dumbarse, it's a difference of opinion It takes a man to admit it, yo, it wasn't me I love that raw style but honestly, it's not for me It ain't me, yeah, you can't hate me ‘Cause I love Lord Finesse but I'd rather listen to Jay Z So if someone hates me, they react physically I wonder why? They can't f** with me lyrically And you can hate me ‘cause I'm singing on tracks But if you got a problem, then come and bring it on wax [Outro] I'll burn you, yeah That was to anyone, I'm f**ing over it Someone