Some MCs from Honest Mistakes by Pete Miser

some mcs are gangsters and some mcs are thugs / and some mcs be talking 'bout they sell all types of drugs / some mcs are rich but most mcs are not / and some mcs innovate while others just bite what is hot / some mcs are from the 'burbs and some are from the 'hood / but all mcs say "that's what's up" and "true" and "yo, what's good?" / some mcs are brilliant in the things they have to say / and some mcs can't seem to tell their lyrics are cliché

but that mc ain't me / that mc ain't me / that mc ain't me / no, that mc ain't me

some mcs got guns and try to claim that they are soldiers / most mcs don't carry guns but they get no exposure / some mcs are intelligent and read all types of books / and some mcs have zero skills but sell 'cause of their looks / some mcs are wannabes an don't know why they rhyme / some mcs are just like fish attracted to shit that shines / some mcs know history and big up pioneers / and some think they invented this and need to get things clear /

but that mc ain't me / that mc ain't me / that mc ain't me / no, that mc ain't me

where my real hip hop heads at today? / were they blown off course like castaways? / did they wanna make money some faster way? / did they lose heart once Biggie passed away? / oh well to tell the truth I might too if hip hop wasn't something that I had to do / sometimes it messes with you like it's mad at you / like some fine-ass girl with an attitude / It's sad but true used to be fad to you like "oh that's cute" while you're passing through / then you wonder why them b-boys snapped at you / tucked your chain so they wouldn't get to jackin' you / but yo, years later people seen it grow / poor kids from the hood making all that dough / some put down their guns and started to flow / others let off shots at every hip hop show / and who knows how many nights I could have cost my life? / but I'd have given it for the mic / swore to fight kept it tight hardcore for life / and I'm a flow 'til there ain't nothing more to write / and then, grab a pen sit back write a rap again / call my friends rock a show and pack 'em in / stack 'em in if we have to mash 'em in / and try to find another mc in the class I'm in

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