Princess Superstar - Too Much Weight lyrics
(feat. Bahamadia) (Verse One - Princess Superstar) Don't censor me I live like a saint I meditate every morning drink carrot juice I'm hardly late Try censoring your candidate who gets head under the desk If that's what you get you can bet I wanna be the next prez I deserve the best and if you think my lyrics are incendiary I'll go back to being an insipid secretary Won't inspire no one, then the world will be safe I'll just use words to talk about how Microsoft Word is so great I feel bad that everyone is crazy and kids are smokin crack I also feel bad that Michael Angelo might have hurt his back And what if there were no tracts for Shakespeare or wax For Flash no road for Kerouac There might not have been rap Leave us alone make your own family a better place How much hate could we eliminate if you were down with your kids' mix tapes It must have been fate that brought me to this game So let's gain use the platform for something more than Phat Farm Sing about the Bling Bling Sing to help em outta Sing Sing turn your beepers off ring ring I'm getting sicker here's the kicker f** your Advisory Sticker I'm advise to stick 'this CD made by Seagram's Liquor' (Chorus - Princess Superstar) (Bahamadia) You're puttin too much weight into words (too much weight) And there's too much hate in this world (too much hate) (Verse Two - Princess Superstar) Stop blamin us for all the pain and stuff f**, sh** man, it's just a cuss we ain't that dangerous For every song that supposedly maimed someone's life There's a million songs that changed someone's life Change your mind chains in your mind People dyin gets defined by parents who lie and hurt their child Dot commers don't affect migrant farmers Bronx Bombers get paid enough to help all the baby mamas I'm a vomit this 'til all the lobbyists in congresses Keep their promises and the artists are all real artists And the fathers finish what the f** they started Comma comma what the hell do I know I'm just an MC getting real damn busy on the mic Getting all up in a tizzy I might just shutup and brag on how I keep my rhymes tight Cuz that's what's selling tonight (Interlude Chorus - Princess Superstar) You puttin too much weight into words And there's too much hate in this world (Repeat Chorus) (Verse Three - Bahamadia) This vocalized opes got the whole globe upset Authoritive figures wanna take it outta contents Freedom of speech but choppin off this nonsense I expose the truth to hate whoever wants it? Life experiences in put into deliverel contents Sometimes it's negative and sometimes it positive Bare my soul like it were a sacrificial offering Stealing off the label that's escapable regardless Chested artists and the world I play a part in Makin it harden, how many hearts are made of hearten? (Repeat Chorus 2x) *Music plays til fade*