IATG - Fake lyrics

[Verse 1] Rappers are fake, and played out like bar soap Originality and truth, I don't think so, nope Ever hear of a blood talking about lollipops Motherf**ers just a lot of talk And radio filled with load of crock A rapper claims to be a gangster? When he wears skinny jeans, and shouts swagger Who's talking about the streets When they're rapping over pop-rap beats And they're holding heat or a prop gun When his or her style is overdone Nothing about them is real They're fake, nothing but sh** and squeal They're rapping about materialism and their wheels Rapper's rap about their thing and crew But fake rappers are about bling and what they don't do They drop that same rhyme, all the time, on their lines Making more songs to get spot-time on the radio That's how they play, that's how they go [Verse 2] The mainstream rap game is a stupid The music is fake, the rappers are diluted Music awards cater for the mainstream people The fake rap artists are right in the middle The AMA's cater to what people want to see What's the hottest, instead of quality I guess that went out of style a few years ago Commercializing the game for dough, and prime-time shows And so, rap is making billions, so companies water it down Flood the market with songs, so consumers drown Milking it to the very last drop So now rap is the back of every shop Because there's no more good rap music to be in a front of a store Because fake rap artists don't know what they're rapping for Except for that one syllable word, cash Fake rap equals bad music otherwise known as trash Playing the latest hot pop hits No love for the game, just love for the pockets [Verse 3 - IATG] You don't have to be tough now, it's all about clothes Bankrolls and hoes, nobody cares about the ways of old Screw the microphone, they only give a f** if their ice is cold Making their records gold and how much they sold Music is dead, brains sprayed on the pavement Real music is ancient, now it's all 'bout salary payment I'm just sayin, Hip-Hop has become sh**-Pop Rappers don't spit, they s**, just listen to Lift Off