BROKE NO MORE

You sell weed, you flip keys, you move bricks, you got G's Tell me if you such a G, then why you on the M.I.C I see you on BET and MTV on the T.V But we live in poverty so tell me how you gon' reach me? singning Don't wanna be broke no more Don't wanna be broke no more ( You know man the game done change around a lot man but uh..not that much, they trippin) Don't wanna be broke no more Don't wanna be broke no more (I mean how low do you wanna go and change your lyrics before you comprise what you really wanna be?) I remember Hip Hop use to be raw and authentic Now that sex, drugs and politics is all in it Rappers turn parlor tricks, now it's augmented Corporations and organizations got they claws in it Occasional emcees point out he flaws in it, but now-a-days it seems to be a lost cause isn't it? So let's keep it real, kiddo I feel all the lyrical skill But that don't pay the electrical bill That's why more and more emcees are accepting their deals Cause' battle up on corners, that won't get them a meal And rap labels look at you like you run of the mill Chances on getting on like that; are one in a mill Cause' you hot 16 and you the best one flowin Don't necessarily make you the next one blowin Cause' you can pay to get played or get paid to play You gon' have to pay and get played either way You go rappers turned singers and singers turned rappers What the heck happened, it's vice versa and all backwards Rap it lacks laughter and it lacks luster And wack busters spit a verse that really don't have substance And you have audacity to ask for budget Illusions; what you thought it was it wasn't Kiddo illusions; what you thought it was it wasn't Kiddo illusions; but you thought it was check it out You sell weed, you flip keys, you move bricks, you got G's Tell me if you such a G, then why you on the M.I.C I see you on BET and MTV on the T.V But we live in poverty so tell me how you gon' reach me? singning Don't wanna be broke no more Don't wanna be broke no more (Ayo, house payments, car payments hey dawg we tryin' to live here ya know, for real) Don't wanna be broke no more Don't wanna be broke no more (Hey I understand you bricks and chips and you flip keys but uh.. looks good on you) We goin' through this fire The games direction got me caught in a web of deception like Toby McGuire While straddling a wire I been battling you guys Spittin' out some verses and passin' out fliers But it's no longer what you do verbally Cause' now-a-days all about sex and currency And that's when it occurred to me That Hip Hop is most certainly under a state of emergency Cause' I can go it Corperate for the stereo, or I do it underground like Curly, Larry, Moe check it Be-O- Bo- O biccle Bi-Bo check my freestyle Tricky, freaky, fickle fly flow I rhyme like these cats but I rhyme times four I they don't for diggy doe what you critters rhyme for? The game is Def-con five These cats got, diamond briggets and techs outside Physical threats can get your shirt wet outside They clap you for less, just to get a rep outside We gotta watch our step outside Because it's satellite and internet outside, you comp? You sell weed, you flip keys, you move bricks, you got G's Tell me if you such a G, then why you on the M.I.C I see you on BET and MTV on the T.V But we live in poverty so tell me how you gon' reach me? singning Don't wanna be broke no more Don't wanna be broke no more (I'm real tired of all these nincompoops talkn' about the same stuff in rap, aren't you?) Don't wanna be broke no more Don't wanna be broke no more (As if we ain't nothing better to do with our time, talk about something real) Look around you, evil is out to get you I admit rappers spit, but the world's got bigger issues Like homicide, gynecide (extinction of race) Suicide, apartheid, segregation and rape Church disassociated from state Plagiarism, racism, separated imitated religions Cannibals People eating each other like savages they vandal Los Angeles and trash like scandalous animals Murder, adulatory, lies and deceit Homeless people who die in the street cause' they just tryin' to eat Thieves catch heat from the gage They blast in a rage You know how it is now-a-days, people gotta' get paid Talk about the last age We in the last stage of the book of revelations..down to the last page Child support, Food stamps, no cops or ambulance Better heed the warning cause' it's coming like an avalanche (Man we better make like Denzel and Halle Berry and get a script and like we know) You sell weed, you flip keys, you move bricks, you got G's Tell me if you such a G, then why you on the M.I.C I see you on BET and MTV on the T.V But we live in poverty so tell me how you gon' reach me? singning Don't wanna be broke no more Don't wanna be broke no more (I know man it's a lot of hustlers doin' what they do but don't sell ya soul to do it, man) Don't wanna be broke no more Don't wanna be broke no more (Yeah, you know I know you gotta' get paper too and all that stuff but uh what I'm tryin' to say is..can I borrow A dollar?)