M.A.T. - U Mad? lyrics

[TreDay] So many over night rappers want to come up in the game Claiming that they're hard cause they got a little change Hear a club song and make them up a name Ain't got no lyrics sh** you barely got a brain It's insane, white rappers trying to be black Need to get your own style you was white as Jack Black Ain't it wack how so many copy cats emerge Ain't never done sh** want to say a couple words Y'all got the game f**ed up I'ma straightin' out your mess Put you in the ground so in piece you going to rest So open up your books cause cla** is now in session You don't like it kiss my a** I'ma teach you hoes a lesson Rule number one stand for what you f**ing say Rule number two don't f** with TreDay Rule number three go hard or go home Put your mic down we don't want to hear another song [Hook] I know you mad and you gone hate But ain't real you done made a mistake Throwing down money I'ma have to take I'ma open up your eyes show you boys who's fake Show you boys who's fake yeah it's not too late Show you boys who's fake real talk don't hate Throwing down money I'ma have to take I'ma open up your eyes show you boys who's fake Show you boys who's fake [TreDay] I'm tired of you motha f**as living a lie Its gone on too long without a real reply This don't go for everybody just a few of the snitches Who's number one fan is a couple of b**hes Everything I did it I spit it and I won't quit it Take you to Chicago cause b**h you bull sh** it There's a crown up for grabs it's fitted I'm gone get it I'm a giant in the game admit it You're just a midget you fidget When you see me cause I'm on another level I'm heavy just call me metal Without a cause call me rebel If you an angel I'm a devil coming straight out of Hades I'm 50/50 you can either love me or hate me And you can try your best but you never will break me I'm making the money but the money don't make me Lets get it straight see put it all on the line I'm a lyricist original one of a kind [Hook] [M.A.T.] This is for all you fake MCees You probably got one beside you bobbing his head while you're listening to me I'm talking bout how they all identical Same song different name oh how original like that ain't been did before And suddenly you someone boy stop bluffing When you jumping on tracks and ain't saying nothing Hottest one out there really You just got a head full of hot air don't be silly You'll never be hot as long as I'm chilly And the way that I rock even your friends feel me Menace on the mic, but not because I'm filthily I'm just real and I don't need a bug in the room for you to know how I feel And what it all boils down to when we're all dead and gone up above You in it for the money or in it for the love