Haters Bleed

[Verse 1]
I'll never put this mic down I don't have a choice
I was given this mic like I was given this voice
This voice came to me late one night
It said you wanna be a rap star I said alright
It said fine then promise me one last thing
I said sure what is it man anything
This voice I give you son use it for good
Cause if you don't ha you wish you would
Something will haunt you the rest of your days
Take away your power it will make ya craze
That's when I awoke and thought I was dream'n
Till I picked up a microphone and started scheme'n
My rhymes were tight they had the whole crowd scream'n
Everything was right man these haters were steam'n

I thought I told you to put that mic down
Hip hop's dead plus you got a white sound
Don't be a clown man where your sensibility
Come on bro you got no creditability
Your not from the street so you ain't that gutter
We had a Vanilla Ice we don't need another
Do you want to suffer like K-FED did?
Drop the mic man don't be stupid

[Verse 2]
I don't care if your ask'n or tell'n
Listen to my lyrics man I ain't sell'n...
Out like the majority of you rappers
Turn your back on rap become actors
That's just lame you care about the fame
Treat'n Hip-hop like it's some kinda game
Blame yourself yo for rap's demise
Starting clothing lines and spread'n lies
You guys care about one of two things
Try mak'n music man not the bling
Try bringing something else to the table
Instead of the same old image on cable
Your fable been told a zillion times
Come on man these people aren't blind
It's just a matter of time before they see you
Realize your fake manufactured too

You don't listen to well do ya?
I said put down the microphone or I'll kill ya
Can't ya see we don't want you around
Look in the mirror man your not brown
No ones gunna cut you any slack
Shady got lucky Dre thought he was black
But I ain't let that shit happen to you
I com'n for your head bitch tootaloo tootalooo

[Verse 3]
If you want to come kill me man then so be it
Cause I ain't going anywhere until I free it
Until this voice in my head been fed
unnh Until everything I came to say been said
Cause hip-hop not dead she alive
Breath'n deep inside man she hides
Like a prisoner who dwells on his past
These shackled thoughts man they outlast
The anxiety that circulates through the vein
Squeeze the bottle to release the pain
It's fear that tracks my soul like a train
Runs me through the ground just like rain
We pass things on that are beyond this earth
Scientists can't detect man at birth
We reflect with our faces hatred so clear
Then pushed to the rear
But I an't dream'n no I know it's my year
You want this mic yo? I dropped it right here
You want this mic yo? I dropped it right here
You want this mic yo? I dropped it right...

Written by: YO MINUS