PB - Big Spender Remix lyrics

[Verse 1 : PB] Dreams of me making it into this world Causing concern when my lyrics are heard Flipping this sh** give the game a new perm Make all the wack rappers just freak out and squirm Rappers just spreading bullsh** made up stories Tryna live off some old made up fake glory Hoping it pa** as their own allegory But imma be gory exposing them n***as Switch off the lights ending their bed time stories That's Dulce est Decorum for the corny n***as That's what we owe em, we gon show em That you don't have to be out their shooting or looting For you to move into that industry No need for the hypocrisy And whats left real rappers True story's like we on E Fans wilin on the streets to the new ecstasy Had to go slow for that brief little moment Trying to make sure my words hit like potent And everyone sees the same vision as me So Hip Hop can go on a new k**ing spree [Verse 2: PB] This vision I have man it's all a dream Not Martin Luther, i'm just trying to redeem a dying art Thats somehow suffering still Even with new sk**s we try to instil But who gonna listen my voice is to little Even if I had that pied pipers fiddle With riddles perplexing you till you just criddle I was told that the only way n***as will listen Is when I'm buying cars, that shine and just glisten But in order to make it my tude gotta change Man that got me thinking man I was enraged f** That! See my tude and my issues man that all make me And I ain't changing for no rap industry Came into this world to be all I can be But not in the army by just doing me Not acting out plays that the media like But giving out lines with a powerful strike And with these last words I bid y'all a good night Hoping you wake up encouraged to fight