I hate dis rap shit...

i neva wantd 2 do dis bt dis shit keeps me alive in ma hardest time I owe Pac, Biggie for stinging me with rap bug

I hate dis rap shit
bt I luv dis rap shit
m standin on ma feet
I owe dis rap shit

dis rap game aints fr kids
my magic hat is filld wid tricks
ma mansion walls made of
money nah aint made of bricks

well I aint still will kill
I rule all so y 2 kill?
I change more galz dan attire
screwin'em ma everyday drill

y work hard wen I got it relaxin
y smoke weed wen we luv drinkin
y go 2 a fuckin club wen I
can njoy in ma own club strippin

i aint no black I aint no white
m brown, yeah U geussd it rite
itz da nu color on da block
blow da doorz off wid all might

I hate dis rap shit
bt I luv dis rap shit
m standin on ma feet
I owe dis rap shit