Wiser Observer - They Hate Rap lyrics

[Intro: Wiser Observer] Weed. Money. Molly. f**ing models Weed. Faded. Twerk. Popping bottles [Verse 1] Man it's no wonder That they hate the rap genre 'Cause all they rap about is living in excess Popping mollys and smoking marijuana Man it's no wonder that three out of five rappers alive Reach top five of pop charts and then just blunder They say the music's too rough. They had enough "Tuma rap doesn't pay. It's time for growing up" Well check the clock on the bomb. 'Cause it says it's time for blowing up To the rap game they're still showing up Meaning that it's never only been about stacking up Sure we'd love the pay but it's also 'bout showing off Our talents and sk**s and showing that we've got the stuff Nam rap is blowing up 'cause Nam rappers had enough Of people judging the game, when the game is full of power puffs They want a real hero they want the Justice League They want Wiser Observer they're waiting on for me [Hook] Oof, and they hate rap The arrogance in rap Man they hate that They hate they rap about the money and the clothes But little do they know The whole ma** appeal, man they're the ones that made that Yo! They hate rap The braggadocio in rap Man they hate that They hate they rap about the violence and the hoes But little do they know The whole ma** appeal, man you're the ones who made that [Verse 2] And every Namibian's a rapper oh yes they are It's no wonder that rap didn't welcome me with open arms We're over populated, people ready their batons To seal us up and cull us down I guess they've had enough "Rap isn't music" They always say with confidence Rap isn't music? Don't you hear the instruments? Don't you hear the bars, how they are, how they compliment? Rap is taking over. Pay attention to the increments They say rap's instruments aren't real But listening to Swedish house Mafia, now tell me how you feel? In the club out loud "Dad is rap really dead?" "Don't you worry child Because Wiser Observer's going to save us now It's time for a change it's about that hour" 'Cause they hate rap I guess they're listening to house now They hate reap I guess they're listening to rock now Forget soft I'm rapping hard for shock The current crowd all headshots, no dumbdowns And I've got that drive that'll rundown Rap is not only about the rhymes now You think your sk**s are pretty sharp? Well bring your knife flow to this battle and get gunned down That was some wordplay for ya Now ask your favourite artist for them to do that for ya [Hook] And they hate rap The arrogance in rap Man they hate that They hate they rap about the money and the clothes But little do they know The whole ma** appeal, man they're the ones that made that Yo! They hate rap The braggadocio in rap Man they hate that They hate they rap about the violence and the hoes But little do they know The whole ma** appeal, man you're the ones who made that [Verse 3] And I'm not hating on mainstream. I still love it though I came up with these lines about a week ago I just don't like the YouTube community confidently commenting cowardly behind WiKiboards When they know nothing about the genre They're just drawn to that internet propaganda They say rap is 'bout women, money and g**ning Nirvanna rocks so they jump on that bandwagon Still bumping gangster rappers. I'm still feeling them They hate the violence and misogyny, but praise Eminem That's all I'll say about that 20 years since it's birth still haters in rap Well let them hate, let them hate I'll still spit on the track It's been a while since I rapped, I'm still screaming I'm back Cause truth told my rap mode is still in attack Warfare to let them know where it's at [Hook] And they hate rap The arrogance in rap Man they hate that They hate they rap about the money and the clothes But little do they know The whole ma** appeal, man they're the ones that made that Yo! They hate rap The braggadocio in rap Man they hate that They hate they rap about the violence and the hoes But little do they know The whole ma** appeal, man you're the ones who made that