J Dilla - Flowers ( RIP JDILLA) lyrics

Artist: MC Cprite Song: Flowers (RIP JDILLA) Producer: J.DILLA [Verse 1 MC Cprite] I been rapping since a little pup n***as throwing thrash but they won't pick their litter up Now I'm feeling mad, that I even tried to talk to this man To f**en literal, n***as ain't about what they saying I been writing a plan, I been sighting a grand I been trying to make the cut like a knife in my hand I been puffing a gram, sh** got me all paranoid Looking at this n***as like “what the f** they staring for” Better turn ya' camera on, better turn to fox 5 n***as ain't eating but the chefing up them pot pies sh** get greasy like Popeye's Even if I don't have money, I know I got my guys Rolling in a bucket, f** it, we got to make it Stay away from the swine don't b placing with the bacon cuz That's the sh** that tears the family apart Even a turkey can f** around a be with a narc [Verse 2 MC Cprite] Listen to Dilla like eating on some dinner I hate telling these n***as, but I'm telling these n***as I had failing these n***as, but I'm failing these n***as Cause the lyrics supposed to come, but they never deliver, so What my sentence is, to never rap again and sh** They reading all the essays but the only like the penmanship Hating like they bringing it, knowing that they so a** If you like my music say it, n***as got no cla** n***as say no fast, if you got no cash That is the reason why, they ain't got no fans People hearing you, but that need that MC Cprite Not mentioning me, can lose your life I rap like I never had sh** for my whole life Probably cause I never had sh** for my whole life Everybody want to go and judge me on my old life ‘Cause they didn't see that where the f** would I go life [Verse 3 MC Cprite] No cash is in my pocket tell me how to stop it Tell me why you knock it when I go to drop it You wack because you chase the tracks just for the profit I'm just a n***a that you said you couldn't market So tell me where your heart is, how you turned so heart less You say you making songs, now tell me where the art is You tell me where the chart is, tell me how to make it I say that I will pa** cause I can't be so basic Now face it that I'm k**ing you, I'll never give a verse to you f** the check that you were dispersing too Cause you ain't got no soul And this is what I'll never lose And you ain't got no flow And this one you will never use!