This shit been around forty years

And the OG's planted the seed, no doubt

But when the tree sprouts

As it grows

Things branch out, ya dig?

Uh, rappers they mumbling

Go to a show and you see how they runnin' it (Run!)

Screaming on stage and the crowd love it so much they front runner jump in it (Ah!)

Respect the OG's, but some of them startin' to act like the government (Yeah)

Actin' like they do not fuck with it

Pull paperwork and you see that they fundin' it, yeah

Uzi ain't rap the game start

But that's his damn decision, yeah

Rest in peace, Guru

Primo top five alive or he stiffin' (What?)

It's a new era

It's a new age

Fuck what you scared of

Don't understand it

The people they mad 'cause these kids demand it

Biggie and 'Pac went diamond

So fuck bein' mad at some youngings for flexin' they diamonds

Pointin' they guns and talk about shinin'

That's how they rhymin'

New kids got zen

In the 90s, y'all smoke sherm

And were the ones for ya set that example

That's what the fuck you gon' learn, aye

My favorite rapper was Big L

W smokin' dick, L's

Wether this style, old style, new style

Nick D's gon' still sell

As for how they all dressin'?

David Bowie was a legend

Prince was a fuckin' legend

All rules gotta have one exception, yeah

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Can't we all just get along?

Accept the fact we like different songs?

Some of us in a different zone

Not a reason to get shitted on

I was never the type to be mad at somebody 'cause they the one's gettin' on (Never)

I don't give a fuck about drama, if that's what you want then don't hit my phone

I'm tryna get me some M's, yeah

Fuck whoever I offend (What?)

Heard that they slappin' the Benz

Tell 'em we livin' on ten

Too busy enjoying my life to be worried 'bout rappers, whatever the write (Hell na)

If it ain't tight, fuck it, come holla at me, I'll give you a price

Y'all supposed to be the OG's in hell, ? with the youngs, yeah

But ya'll like playing parenthood

Over there killin' the youngs

Show 'em how hold a torch, yeah

Like it was Olympic sport, yeah

They ain't takin' food off your fork

They ain't takin' food off your fork

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Things can coexist, you sensitive biatch!