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Rappers got a national platform

But all they really say is Blah-Blah-Blah

Major opportunity wasted

They sound like Charlie Brown wit the wah-wah-wah

Rappers got a national platform

But all they really say is Blah-Blah-Blah

Major opportunity wasted

They sound like Charlie Brown wit the wah-wah-wah

People looking up to you

Listening to what you say, watching everything you do

Kids wanna be like you

Wanna follow in your steps, do you even have a clue

Just look at what ya teaching them, ya preach to them

A foul lifestyle, and it's reaching them

As long as your pockets are laced, your money is straight

You got what you want, everything is great

But it's not, little Shorty rock on the block

With the Glock, bout to make the spot, real hot

Then it's little Phil, don't care who he kill

If you interfere with his drug deal

Then you got Kim, who hopped in the benz

With the rims cause she gotta make some quick ends

A whole lot of people misled

I hear your breath on the track, but your rhymes are dead

Rappers got a national platform

But all they really say is Blah-Blah-Blah

Major opportunity wasted

They sound like Charlie Brown wit the wah-wah-wah

Rappers got a national platform

But all they really say is Blah-Blah-Blah

Major opportunity wasted

They sound like Charlie Brown wit the wah-wah-wah

Getting money toting pistols, threatening to hit you

Talking about trapping and stacking, that's how you rapping

I ain't worried about the drugs you selling, because you welling

Everybody on the same mess, rappers are the lamest

But they're famous and their fortune is evident

Don't be mad cause you hating on them, that you ain't relevant

That may be true, but my bars are heaven sent

Don't you curse in your raps, uuum, that's irrelevant

I'm tired of telling them that they need hot bars

To mumble in your raps on tracks, that won't go far

More like fingernails, scratching the chalkboard

That's another point to the game, you did not score

You need to write more, come a little harder

Spark a little intellect to get started

Gotta separate yourself from them, the peace pardoned

Now look at that, you became a real artist

Rappers got a national platform

But all they really say is Blah-Blah-Blah

Major opportunity wasted

They sound like Charlie Brown wit the wah-wah-wah

Rappers got a national platform

But all they really say is Blah-Blah-Blah

Major opportunity wasted

They sound like Charlie Brown wit the wah-wah-wah

They selling their soul

That's how the man stay in control

They rap about bad decisions

And then, turn around and get, locked up in prisons

They talking bout gold

They talking bout drugs, they talking bout murders

These young cats is boring

They got me sleepy like Serta

Somebody called the surgeon, these lyrics is broken

The black youth they targeted

They use us against us for marketing

Mumble rap, it's just fraudulent

Eating these rappers like condiments

They get no compliments, talent is hostages

They pay no homages, know how they started this

Never, selling my soul for gold, I promise this

Rappers got a national platform

But all they really say is Blah-Blah-Blah

Major opportunity wasted

They sound like Charlie Brown wit the wah-wah-wah

Rappers got a national platform

But all they really say is Blah-Blah-Blah

Major opportunity wasted

They sound like Charlie Brown wit the wah-wah-wah