Paris (Rapper) - Conversation lyrics

[Verse 1] Still in this b**h, ninety-eight is just another year I murder money drama b**hes, that fall in piers Comin' out the city where no pity be a way of life When n***as quick to bust a cap in you to earn they stripes Ain't nothin' changed in these West coast k**in' fields I seen so many homies die that I ain't got no feeling So I handles mine, pack a strap and keep on strivin' And quick to let these n***as if it get down to violent Cause these haters ain't no friends to me, they make it plain But I refuse to be a victim of these ghetto games Break away from all the stress, bullsh** and aggravation And now I'm quick to blast if you want a confrontation But it seem like every time I turn around it's drama Hella flowers, coffee drinkin', and cryin' mama Somethin' tellin' me this madness ain't gon' never stop So I keep strivin' fo' the top [Hook] Now everything you think you seein' might not be the truth Understand these cowards fold when these n***as shoot Understand this rap sh** is just another way Just another lick where motherf**ers gettin' paid It really ain't the same as it was in the past Back when sh** was new, n***as thought that it would last Understand this rap game is just another front Just another way for motherf**ers comin' up, and it's like that [Verse 2] So what's the ticket out the ghetto for these young players? Slangin' dope, playin' ball or bein' rhyme sayers They want the money fast, f** school, that ain't what's happenin' So some of them n***as got together and they started rappin' And it would be like who the tightest on the microphone Makin' demos in the basement of they mama's home And 'fore you know it n***as got theyself a record deal And now they makin' money, doin' what they love for real Limousines, fast cash, and autographs Groupie hoes after every show be workin' the staff And magazines givi'n love cause they sh** is best Unless of course it's The Source and you from the West Now mama's braggin' cause they baby's on the television And they livin' every day like it's Thanksgiving But you know, what they say if it sound too good to be true, it probably is That's the music biz [Hook] Now everything you think you seein' might not be the truth Understand these cowards fold when these n***as shoot Understand this rap sh** is just another way Just another lick where motherf**ers gettin' paid It really ain't the same as it was in the past Back when sh** was new, n***as thought that it would last Understand this rap game is just another front Just another way for motherf**ers comin' up, and it's like that [Verse 3] I'm 28 and I've been in the game since '86 World tours, cash money, and hella hits Done seen these rap stars disappear like civil rights And go from po' to rich to po' again, overnight So many perils in this game if yo' team is faulty That's why my lawyer keep these motherf**in' devils off me And freak b**hes be, quick to set you up by playin' That p**y game like, you the daddy or you rapin' See dumb n***as get they money took, tryin' to be That motherf**er on the television out with Robin Leach A couple of cars, hella clothes, and before you know it That n***a to' back, hella broke with nothin' showin' So here's a little game from a homey that's still playin' The mo' sh** you see a n***a with, the mo' he payin' In this rap life, nothin' what it seem to be I hope you motherf**ers feel me, that's reality [Hook] Now everything you think you seein' might not be the truth Understand these cowards fold when these n***as shoot Understand this rap sh** is just another way Just another lick where motherf**ers gettin' paid It really ain't the same as it was in the past Back when sh** was new, n***as thought that it would last Understand this rap game is just another front Just another way for motherf**ers comin' up, and it's like that [Hook] Now everything you think you seein' might not be the truth Understand these cowards fold when these n***as shoot Understand this rap sh** is just another way Just another lick where motherf**ers gettin' paid It really ain't the same as it was in the past Back when sh** was new, n***as thought that it would last Understand this rap game is just another front Just another way for motherf**ers comin' up, and it's like that