Rap Sucks lyrics

I'm a rapper, and I'm capitalizingOn a no talent trend that'll never stop risingI've committed 42 crimes but I've never been to the jailsI can still do my job even though I've killed all my brain cellsWith the ciga-weed sticks before I write all my songsDuring a 60 minute hit with a never empty bongI got the hoes on my dick and the bitches on their kneesI have 18 kids and 3 dozen STDSBut I still keep it real with my homies on the streetCause I've taken half of them and put them in my posseThey're all almost thirty but they dress like there 18And they bob their heads to any sound like an empty-headed trained monkeyI only rap about drugs, porn, and man Fuck the police”I gotta make up some words so that I can keep rhymingI S to the iso U to the C-KI dropped out of 8th grade and I'm making tons of moneyCause I'm a rapper, the whore talks back to me so I slap herThen she falls unconsciously and I tap herAnd you should be fed up and the green thing on my dick won't let me get upCause I'm
a rapper, I live a life under smoke and full of laughterThe police see me and they wanna chase afterBut they can never catch up cause my social status keeps me away from the cuffs.I'm a role model, everybody should want to be like me cause I'm hotWith a strained, dazed glare and eyes that are blood shotAs you're hiding in your room jacking off in a sockI gotta slut down on me with a package full of pop rocksLil Bow Wow's off the streets and his sales are getting higherHe's not even 14 and he's able to retireCause his life experiences enhance his lyricsThat can open your soul and raise your spiritsLil Bow Wow what you say? “You heard of me, had toI'm that lil bad dude with JDI'm the A in the hit, the prince of the clickWhat you think keep making Shorty have them fitsIt's the B to the capital O-W Wow”How can you not fall in love with that styleWith all that soul, man Lil Bow you're a geniusI'm gonna have to name my next aborted fetus after youAnd I'll write a song about it but y
ou'll never hate meAnd I'll use dull repetitive beats that I stole from slim shadyWho stole from Dr. Dre who copied MC HAMMERAnd I never ever had to learn grammarCause I'm a rapper, the whore talks back to me so I slap herThen she falls unconsciously and I tap herAnd you should be fed up and the green thing on my dick won't let me get upCause I'm a rapper, I live a life under smoke and full of laughterThe police see me and they wanna chase afterBut they can never catch up cause my social status keeps me away from the cuffs