Uncle Murda - Rap Up 2018 lyrics

[Intro] It’s that time of year again Don’t Come Outside, Vol. 2 on the way Y’all only rock with me ’cause I’m disrespectful Y’all know I don’t care ’bout these n***as Happy New Year [Verse 1] Tekashi got snatched by the feds, he done I’m like, “Damn, why they doin’ that to 50 Cent son?” (Aw) Can’t forget about him gettin’ robbed and kidnapped Y’all thought he was jokin’, nah, that was all big facts (That really happened) He even talked on himself about gettin’ jacked Ebro said he had the worst verse on “Get the Strap” (Ha) “s** my dick, s** my dick,” that’s what Tekashi said (Yup) Free 6ix9ine, tell that lil’ n***a hold his head (TreyWay) He went to Chicago and ain’t get shot Just for goin’, f** what time it was, he still get props Him and his security was supposed to die there (Woo) Somebody sent shots at Chief Keef in Time Square (Bang, bang) Suge got 28 years, you don’t hear about him Nobody sayin’ “Free Suge,” ’cause nobody care ’bout him (Nope) Nicki ain’t wanna fight when Cardi tried to pop But Cardi the one that left Fashion Week with a knot (Damn) Jill Scott video when viral on some other sh** She need to teach Blac Chyna how to s** a dick (She need help) Nicki vs Cardi, who side y’all choosin’? Nicki rap better, but Cardi puttin’ out better music Whatever Cardi drop hot, the people like the sh** Flex not a fan of Cardi ’cause she don’t write the sh** (So what?) Young Buck got caught up in some gay sh** ‘Cause them G Unit n***as thought I wasn’t gon’ say sh** (What!?) Nah, f** that, he got caught with a tranny (Take it easy on that n***a, Murda, he still family) (Alright, alright, alright) Dwight Howard got caught with a tranny n***a So much p**y out here, I don’t be understandin’ n***as Huh, Kanye still a mess Don’t want no 350s ’round me, Drake said it the best He think Drake f**ed Kim K, that n***a stressed (He did) He out here with Donald Trump dick on his breath You be embarra**in’ yourself when you in a public settin’, Ye Now I see why Jay Z ain’t go to your weddin’, Ye (I see why) And you got lipo, what’s next, Ye, a** shots? With that red hat lookin’ like a Donald Trump mascot n***a lost his mind, he need to lose his voice How you on TMZ sayin’ slavery was a choice? (How?) Don’t put no new music out, we don’t wanna hear that sh** You a coon and you f**ed up Teyana Taylor’s sh** (f** boy) Bill Cosby locked up with the goons We know he guilty, but free Bill, he gon’ die soon (Free Bill) I swear them crackers actin’ like they sh** don’t stink That’s what you get though, Bill, for puttin’ pills in them b**hes drinks (Damn) Meek Mill came home, got picked up in a helicopter Went to the game, was in the locker room with the whole roster (Whoa!) Know that judge hated that, she don’t wanna see him prosper He had some good lawyers on it like Ghost had Proctor (Yeah) Talk about Power, RIP Kanan Tommy shot Angela, crazy a** Caucasian (Tommy!) Now you know him and Ghost gon’ have a few issues When Tariq finally get k**ed, nobody gon’ miss you (We not) My “Get The Strap” video came on after Kanan died I was hype to be on Starz, I ain’t even gon’ lie 50 put me in a movie with Bruce Willis Don’t laugh at me, y’all, they k**ed me in like 2 minutes (Ha-ha) [Chorus] I get it now, the people like when I talk about it (What?) It’s that time of the year, so I’ma talk about it (What?) They know what happen, they still want me to talk about it (Whoa, whoa, whoa) They heard what happen, they still want me to talk about it (Crazy) Crazy, crazy, sh** crazy (Crazy) Crazy, crazy, sh** crazy (Whoa, whoa) This year, too much sh** happened (Not tryna be here for a whole hour rappin’) [Verse 2] Birdman got tired of gettin’ called the f** out Finally payed Wayne and he let the Carter V come out (Thank you!) Juelz at the airport, forgot that he had a gun (How?) Drake ain’t want nobody to know that he had a son Drake vs Pusha T, that was a good one If Drake would’ve responded, I think he could’ve won Lettin’ us know Drake had a kid was a genius move (It was) Minus that, the second diss track was just cool (A’ight) Drake ain’t respond so Push got the W Drake told LeBron somebody gonna end up snuffin’ you (Ha-ha) Rondo snuffed Chris Paul and spit on him Carmelo got the whole NBA tryna sh** on him (Damn) Nobody don’t wanna sign him, it don’t make no sense Actin’ like he ain’t even good enough to come off the bench (He ain’t that bad) Draymond Green called Kevin Durant a b**h The NFL hated how Nike got behind Kaepernick JR got the rebound and ran the wrong way (What you doin’?) LeBron said, “f** this, I’m takin’ my talents to LA” Cleveland ain’t sh** without him, tell me I’m lyin’ Black people don’t give a f** about George Bush dyin’ (We don’t) RIP Stan Lee, wish it was Donald Trump Lil Uzi made Rich the Kid look like a punk No “Plug Walk,” he did the plug right, he was out And he got robbed and beat up at his b**h house (Damn) I think Tori Brixx locked you up for your new freezer Quevo said he f**ed Nicki, she ain’t deny it neither (She didn’t) Nicki vs Travis Scott, she don’t like that n***a He only out sold her ’cause he f**in’ Kylie Jenner (Word) Kim was on ecstasy when Ray J recorded, that’s what she just said For Ray, is the show gettin’ boring? Saw Chloe baby father cheatin’ on TMZ Nipsey Hussle slapped some n***a outside BET Free Ralo and AR-Ab they in the feds Bring XXXTentacion back, bring Trippie Redd (RIP X) Bring Mac Miller back, take Lil Xan f** him anyway, shorty ain’t no 2Pac fan Nas dropped and Jay dropped with Bey on the same day Like Ether got Jay still feelin’ some kind of way Jay was in that water, like, “I’ma protect me” With the helmet on, lookin’ funny ridin’ that jet-ski (That was funny) And he checked Offset for callin’ Bey a b**h Cardi left Offset because of the cheatin’ sh** Give him another chance, he on the Gram explainin’ it He ain’t f** shorty, he was just entertainin’ it (I believe it) Wendy Williams, talk about how yo’ husband cheatin’ Havin’ a oops baby with another girl, now you leavin’ (How you doin’?) He tired of yo’ a** havin’ no a**, he played you He was just usin’ you for yo’ cash (Good for you) [Chorus] I get it now, the people like when I talk about it (What?) It’s that time of the year, so I’ma talk about it (What?) They know what happen, they still want me to talk about it (Whoa, whoa, whoa) They heard what happen, they still want me to talk about it (Crazy) Crazy, crazy, sh** crazy (Crazy) Crazy, crazy, sh** crazy (Whoa, whoa) This year, too much sh** happened (Not tryna be here for a whole hour rappin’) [Verse 3] That Lil Duval record had me upset like it had bum b**hes actin’ like they livin’ they best life (Stop frontin’) Don’t smile, b**h, you better cut it out (Stop it) You still live in the projects at yo’ mother house (Ha-ha) Kodak was on Ebro show and he walked out How you gon’ try to talk about some sh** he can’t talk ’bout Pull ’em to the side and kick it if you tryna help Don’t do it in no interview where he can indict himself Safaree got robbed, went on air and he started cryin’ I don’t know if he was tellin’ the truth or if he was lyin’ (I hope it happened) The corny n***a was f**in’ Nicki I don’t like him, I’m mad they ain’t hit Safaree with a bottle at Dyckman This year, too much sh** happened Not tryna be here for a whole hour rappin’ Laughin’ at my own jokes, I really think I’m funny Feds still ain’t find that n***a El Chapo money (RIP Kim Porter, we all know you in heaven) Puff gon’ make sure them kids good, don’t be up there stressin’ (RIP Aretha Franklin, we lost a legend) You was more than talented, you truly was a blessin’ Kings k**in’ kings to become hood famous We want the real n***as back, RIP Young [?] (We want the real n***as) RIP lil’ Junior from the Bronx, got stabbed up [?] is like, “All this gangster sh** not addin’ up” (It’s not) Meanwhile, Amber Rose still proud to be a s*ut (Yup) K Mitchell got them implants tooken out her bu*t This year, I’m not gon’ talk about that [?] (I’m not) Chris Brown ain’t dead, how Jacquees the f**in’ king? (How?) Bobby Brown kicked Janet out his hotel room He was on crack when he did that, is what I a**ume (Crackhead) Supposedly she was in the hallway naked If it’s true, blame it on whatever d** he was takin’ (Ha-ha) “Say no to d**,” is what I tell kids I meet You don’t wanna be like Juelz Santana with no teeth (Damn) Dipset reunited, they sound good together I don’t think Stevie J and Faith look good together (They don’t) I’m like, “Psh, what would Biggie say?” Nothin’, probably just smack the sh** out of Stevie J (Yup) Will Smith son basically said he was gay He announced that he had a boyfriend the other day (Tyler, The Creator) NBA YoungBoy admitted he had herpes His lil’ b**h got it too, they both dirty (Nasty) This year, too much sh** happened Not tryna be here for a whole hour rappin’ (I’m not) Meek and Drake beef dead, them n***as cool again (Good) Some lil’ white kid shot up a school again (Crazy) These shootings be gettin’ committed by white people So why the f** police still shootin’ up my people? (Why?) People gotta vote, that is not to be slept on I respect [?] gettin’ his Malcolm X on White cop lady shot a black man in his crib She though it was her house No b**h, that’s where he live (Stupid) Black Panther had us all proud to be black No superhero movie ever did numbers like that (Nope) Katt Williams don’t think Tiffany Haddish funny (Me neither) Lee Daniels finally paid Damon Dash his money Funk Flex said Dame Dash p**y, he foul (Ha-ha) And he take Travis Scott’s, no, A$AP Rocky style My n***as like, “Keep goin’,” they want more (Okay) Travis Scott a coon like his brother in law (He is) Performin’ for the Super Bowl knowin’ the situation Now when his music come on, I change the station (Turn it off) That’s why Tyga on the radio lit again Your b**h probably wanna s** that n***a dick again (Kylie) And I saw that interview you did about Mike Brown Sayin’ he deserved that, it’s clear now, you a clown (That’s how you feel?) You and Kanye downlow f*ggots Jay gave [?] $7 million from taxes (I need help too) This year, too much sh** happened Not tryna be here for a while hour rappin’ (I’m not) It’s too long, it should’ve been shorter My n***a Trey Songz f**in’ Steve Harvey daughter (Ha-ha) I’m off this, enough was said here I’ll back throwin’ n***as under the bus next year (Whoa!) [Chorus] I get it now, the people like when I talk about it (What?) It’s that time of the year, so I’ma talk about it (What?) They know what happen, they still want me to talk about it (Whoa, whoa, whoa) They heard what happen, they still want me to talk about it (Crazy) Crazy, crazy, sh** crazy (Crazy) Crazy, crazy, sh** crazy (Whoa, whoa) This year, too much sh** happened (Not tryna be here for a whole hour rappin’)