Goodbye rap

This song is about everybody involved in hip-hop

People that just came into this business so late

All the DJs that don’t know what they are doing, that don’t know real records

And everybody that think they can rap, wasting time

This song is called ‘Goodbye Rap.’

This song is the last song

I quit rap, couldn’t find competition

I threw hip-hop in the garbage

The rap hall of fame had to pay homage

While everyone was fat cookin’ sausage

I was wearin’ ostrich

Rap ain’t been the same since I had it hostage

The last song I guess was written wrong

First class flight I’m leavin’ MCs to fight over who’s the best, I’m gone

To a secret shelter in space

An astronaut ready to take off

Go home to the Bat Cave and take my cape off

A rock star, still I will shock tomorrow

Rap went out the door, all MCs cry with tears

Miss my metaphor

Inspiration gone now they gotta see artificial tissue on tour

From the Bronx, true story

Ask Bambaataa and Kool Herc

I don’t rap no more, I don’t rap no more

That’s it

And the downloaders you get no credit

You destroyed your own thing all over

Remember that. You ain’t really fly

The ciphers… WHACK

Everybody samplin’ old man records… WHACK

Everybody tryin’ to collect records… WHACK

Everybody trying to get up on open mics… WHACK

All the DJs playing trendy music… WHACK

Commercial artists trying to collaborate with pop artists… WHACK

Everybody trying to think they can grow dreads to become hip-hop… WHACK

Finalists and panelists talking on TV shows trying to judge rap… WHACK

People that just got into rap yesterday… WHACK

WHACK