What you trying to do
Play me like a fool
Sitting in your booth
With your finger round the spool
Tell me to rap
Like I’m an act
You can’t pull my strings
Cause their not attached
You got that
Well you can sit all arrogant like you’re the man
And waive me off with the back of your hand
I know I’m not black
I’m proud of who I am
But you’re judging me
Like I don’t know a jam
Laughing all hilarious
Like you’re nefarious
Asking me questions like do you know KRS?
And which rappers came from the Bay Area
What is hip hop?
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