Martin Malota - Shame. lyrics

[Intro] (Sway in the Morning Show Interview with Ice T) Caller: Now how'd we get to these wack rappers man...from the real deal? Ice T: Well I don't know, I mean, the thing of it is, is when I started rapping, you had to be very held accountable for everything you said. Like...you couldn't really rap about stuff that wasn't real. You know...all the years that I rapped if you was lying, somebody would've snatched you off the stage. But you know, I don't have nothing against anybody out there. I just want everybody just to try to put the most effort in to this art-form and and make the art-form respectable (Jay-Z's Fade to Black - Movie) Young Guru: Why would you write a rhyme that you don't want to write? Rapper: That's what I'm saying, I'm still trying to find myself... Jay-Z: You see how rappers are now? See what the public...see what y'all did to rappers? They're scared to be themselves! [Hook] It's a shame. Game recognize game Dames recognize fame, I don't recognize lames It's a shame. Game recognize game Dames recognize fame, I don't recognize lames Like, who the f** is this? Who the f** is this? Who the f** is this? Who the f** is this? Who the f** is this? Who the f** is this? Who the f** is this? [Verse 1] They talk about swag and how they're trying to get it in Here comes another fad, now they're signing all the simpletons Sound a little sensitive...Focus on your penmanship Men this is - more than just rhyming at the end of all your sentences Wack - You all all feminine... Entering the club, bottle service with your women friends Start to get adventurous and dance, thought you'd tap but instead it's just Extra leg-room and the tab that they left you with Oedipus Rex to the stage left Exodus Next it is, house lights up, look how dead it is "Who wan get breakfast with Don Dadda?" said you just Waiting for the Valet to pull up the Lexuses? Impressions after the first impression weren't impressive You upset...You forgot to lace the drinks with your sedatives Looking down to adjust your fake necklace Fronting on the phone reading old text messages [Hook] It's a shame. Game recognize game Dames recognize fame, I don't recognize lames It's a shame. Game recognize game Dames recognize fame, I don't recognize lames Like, who the f** is this? Who the f** is this? Who the f** is this? Who the f** is this? Who the f** is this? Who the f** is this? Who the f** is this? [Verse 2] So now there's too many rappers and not enough fans The stage is getting smaller, y'all are spitting in the stands I'm hitting at this show and y'all are sitting on your hands All pissed, thinking you'd flip it better than I can... But you can't, so shrug and act thug when I'm there Knowing damn well I rap circles round you squares And floss, it's how I know you got flaws Y'all get clapped and I ain't even talking bout a round of applause So take a loss for that and take a pause from rapping Your legs around a mic stand to get a dollar from that Y'all act like it's a (w)rap and keep calling it that But, if it's all balling and flossing you caught in a trap Prostituting the music and all get stuck What's love got to do with...if you all get f**ed? At the end of the day, I ain't mad if you're paid It's just sad y'all wack rappers are getting in the way [Hook] It's a shame. Game recognize game Dames recognize fame, I don't recognize lames It's a shame. Game recognize game Dames recognize fame, I don't recognize lames Like, who the f** is this? Who the f** is this? Who the f** is this? Who the f** is this? Who the f** is this? Who the f** is this? Who the f** is this? [Verse 3] I'm sick of waiting on a change when reality is, its all the same Yet, the game is night and day from the way that we used to play I'm tired of waiting patiently, hate when we make a sanctity Out of these heartless artists, the love for it's got a vacancy Make believe cats'll turn their back when you're on your back Chick's like, "Where them dollars at?" Mom's like, "Where's your college app?" And all of that is fair, and in ways I should provide... I strive to be the man that I never had in my life Growing up, kept my knuckles up, life hit me with uppercuts... Knifes had cut me, thicker skin grew and I had to toughen up But what the f** is wise in your eyes, if not experience? Here it is, near and dear to my spirit, I'm being serious Hearing it from the horse's mouth, Barbaro with the flow It's true and living, you are now given all that I know And all that I ever wrote is the realest sh** that you heard You deserve the truth when I hit the booth and give you my word [Hook] It's a shame. Game recognize game Dames recognize fame, I don't recognize lames It's a shame. Game recognize game Dames recognize fame, I don't recognize lames Like, who the f** is this? Who the f** is this? Who the f** is this? Who the f** is this? Who the f** is this? Who the f** is this? Who the f** is this?