Rappers Fame

Rappers Fame

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WpMetadataReadComplete Thu, Dec 18, 2014<5 mins
I'm so sick of this society The only thing that sells on the radio Is sex money or weed You can't get to the top if you don't drink You wont make it if you rap about real things No. Because all we care about is the beats While we're being brainwashed not even listening to the words they speak. And what doesn't make sense is these rappers put their lifestyle upon us Which some rap about life's they haven't even lived to survive Cause if you don't make it to the top You won't make it out alive So its join the crowd Rather than to stand up Cause the moment they try to be a leader They get their paychecks cut. You don't ever see the "real" rapper Making it big You got people killing going crazy Over this "thug and hood" life they give To us to make us think oh I want to be like them living big too But is making money, having sex and weed the only value to all of you? Does it even matter That our morals and values went out the door Sometimes I wonder Does anyone even care anymore?
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