Culture Vulture

I'm tired of these rappers, claiming what they not
Throwing cock all up in your baby ma, that all you got
Got a 50 cal. splitting your left right hemispheres
Lyrically interfere with your fear
Stop the gears of your carrer
Now where you at, thought this was your habit
Handicapped, your ego I snapped
Now you scratch your tracks, with the nails you paint
All the same name, chain-game
Being a fucking bitch for fame
I can control the molecular structure of your whole body
Just have to press play, and give you copies
Just talking shit, but yo it's not counterfeit
What did you expect
Something less, like the rest, come correct
You just the face they need to fill
No skill
Just an act, entertainment of roadkill
You just the wannabe rapper seen at every party
Sloppy, foggy, memory of you is never to hardly

Cause what's good is good
What's bad is bad
You don't have to know much
To really hear that
Culture vulture your season is already over
Just relax, and take the L
What's good is good
What's bad is bad
You don't have to know much
To really hear that
Culture vulture your season is already over
Just relax, and take the L

You only try to hit, cause she got ass
I gave her a ring for the present, future and past
Commitment
Etched inside magic lyrics
Efficient text defied the graphic physics
Cause it's world-wide and anyone can try the high
Pussy so good it can make you forget about your life
Hiphop teaches and reaches and gets you paid or laid
It's essentially the lifestyle that you make
I keep it organic, natural, cool
Number 11 my expression
Water bearer with some tools
Gotta cut off these infections
Can't keep my mouth shut
You just fucking suck
Breathe deep when you lose the scene of the dream
Welcome to the world unplugged
Even if I die my soul will survive
Through the vibrations and voice
That I authorize and verbalize
I don't affiliate with the vultures
I am the culture
My spirit of Hiphop will be found as an ice sculpture