Telling You - Baf ft. Rusty & Randumb
Baf (Moncton) put me on one of his new tracks with Rusty (Grand Manan). Check out Baf at -- www.soundclick.com/bigbaf or www.myspace.com/bafmusic or www.bafmusic.com -- I just rapped a really old verse of mine from an old song. Order: Rusty, Baf, Me
Story behind the song
If you notice, I rhyme the same sounding syllables throughout my entire verse. I'm proud of my rhyming capabilities, you may not be even slightly impressed, that's not the point.
Lyrics
[Verse 1 - Rusty]
I'm crazy, another mother fuckin' bastard
Givin' you more shit than you'd ever fuckin' ask for
I'm half plastered, a disaster to society
There's no dude in my crew that could ever be as high as me
I'm not tryin' to be a typical rapper
With my hat tipped low for the camera to capture
Rappin' from my mind, heart, body, and soul
But I don't give a sweet fuck about the platnum and gold
Yeah, it'd be nice to hold a fuckin' grand or two
And buy clothes from my flows, I mean, what else would I do?
Maybe food and shoes would fuckin' help me out
But there's another fuckin' reason that I'm runnin' my mouth
To tell you what I'm about, and to release the pain
And hope you people understand that I'll never be the same
My game has changed, so the chains have broke
And, thats the reason for the weed in me and why I'm always tokin'
[Hook - Baf]
I dont think it's going the right way
I dont think people got shit to say
But then again people dont know what to do
But if we dont change we'll all be screwed
(repeat x1)
[Verse 2 - Baf]
Look around, open your ears and listen a bit
What did you find? a few kids just sounding like shit
Sounds like everyone is stuck just saying the same stuff
Noone gives a fuck, noone wants to stand up
And say they got enough , no, they keep going
So a bunch of wack emcees just keep flowing
Not knowing, they suck , so they wont change
Still wondering why hip-hop heads are going insane?
Originality man, where the fuck did that go?
You got a hard flow? oh , is that so?
Go and perfect your lyrics for a little bit
And dont come back until you actually sound ligit
It's your first song, you saying your running this rap game?
Your buddies say its good, the rest just say that its lame?
So who you gonna listen to? I'm that individual
Coming through your stereo, listen to what im telling you
[Hook}
[Verse 3 - Me]
I'm a monster in this game, I want to instigate
Take your property, demolishin' your name
There ain't possibly a mobster in the state
Of mind that mine is, you imposter, fix your fake
Nostrodomous can't at all predict your fate
Only way you'd pump shit is if you started liftin' weights
Or pumpin' gas into some cars and gettin' paid
Why don't ya quit now, spit your bars, then get away
You'll never be ontop unless you gettin' laid
Never bein' hot, unless comittin' arsin is your game
You see my name in every song, in every page
Can't get "a-head" unless we talkin' bout you gettin' brains
My emotions always cause a mix of pain
Inside my mind stays hard, all the sick deranged
Lunatic type thoughts, common at this age
Runnin' through my veins, stayin' armed with viscious rage
