Intro by Thommy P Lyrics
They say you can’t buy swag
Well what do you call all this Bape that I have
They say it’s not good to be materialistic
I’m not, I’m just a little tiny bit artistic
A little pessimistic, a little futuristic
They say I’ll sell some records if I’m a little simplistic
But I’m not, and neither are any of my damn fans
I just rap what I feel, I just rap what I am
Yes, and you know everyday I count my many blessings
But this game can always get a little depressing
You think swagger’s infectious then keep all of you guessing
They say it’s your in character, but it’s all in the dressing
But I’m just rapping what is on my heart
Some say it’s garbage, some say it’s art
Well I’ll tell you one thing this ain’t my sophomore slump
Landing Gear is deployed but I decided to jump
I’m spazzing out right to the stars
They said I can’t rap, they said I don’t have bars
Well I’ll tell you one thing about these scars
This mixtape is my golf course and I’m putting for par
Yea, that’s the realest thing I ever said
All your rumors and gossip you can put to bed
They said I’m wack well I guess someone misread
Rumor has it that I won’t stop going H.A.M. till I’m dead
Yea, and they said hip-hop dead and gone
They say to remember the legends, and just carry on
Well I’ll tell you one thing, hip-hop’s new dawn
This dude up is big, and I’ll tell you that it ain’t Sean
Well actually who is to really blame
All of these Birdmans and these Waka Flocka Flames
They say their the one’s who are killin the game
But you can’t have a hero if he has no name
Thommy P, promise me
That you will listen to real hip-hop religiously
Let the truth be free, listen to me
This is hip-hop’s official decree
Well what do you call all this Bape that I have
They say it’s not good to be materialistic
I’m not, I’m just a little tiny bit artistic
A little pessimistic, a little futuristic
They say I’ll sell some records if I’m a little simplistic
But I’m not, and neither are any of my damn fans
I just rap what I feel, I just rap what I am
Yes, and you know everyday I count my many blessings
But this game can always get a little depressing
You think swagger’s infectious then keep all of you guessing
They say it’s your in character, but it’s all in the dressing
But I’m just rapping what is on my heart
Some say it’s garbage, some say it’s art
Well I’ll tell you one thing this ain’t my sophomore slump
Landing Gear is deployed but I decided to jump
I’m spazzing out right to the stars
They said I can’t rap, they said I don’t have bars
Well I’ll tell you one thing about these scars
This mixtape is my golf course and I’m putting for par
Yea, that’s the realest thing I ever said
All your rumors and gossip you can put to bed
They said I’m wack well I guess someone misread
Rumor has it that I won’t stop going H.A.M. till I’m dead
Yea, and they said hip-hop dead and gone
They say to remember the legends, and just carry on
Well I’ll tell you one thing, hip-hop’s new dawn
This dude up is big, and I’ll tell you that it ain’t Sean
Well actually who is to really blame
All of these Birdmans and these Waka Flocka Flames
They say their the one’s who are killin the game
But you can’t have a hero if he has no name
Thommy P, promise me
That you will listen to real hip-hop religiously
Let the truth be free, listen to me
This is hip-hop’s official decree