CLINTON SPARKS - Hater Bug lyrics

rate me

(feat. Kardinal Offishall)

[Kardinal Offishall]

Get familiar, Black Jays, yeah

Hehe, Clinton Sparks - yeah!

G.F.N. nigga, yes

One two two two, ohh!

Yes - Offishall Kardinal, one two

Yeah, hah..

[Verse One: Kardinal Offishall]

Aiyyo, I used to be in love with this thing called rap

But fuck it, 90 percent of these niggaz spittin is wack (YEAH)

So I treat it like how I met it, way back in '83

Tried to destroy every other microphone that I see

These, we the peons and old man actin

like they 16 with the tight jeans saggin

Clothes lookin like bootleg Dapper Dan from the corner of Canal

Let me show you 'bout style

I could, rock a outfit for less than three bucks

And still scoop all of you women from the rudebwoy talk

You could be, blind and deaf and walkin with a crutch

Just say "one two" - ah watch the crowd get pumped

Got the, perfect answer for what y'all need

Right before you go to the club with a 20 sack of weed

We don't really give a fuck about who ain't scared

Cause I be livin in the hood and trust it, they ain't there (YEAH)

All my niggaz pour heavy cause, we don't care

Stay low to the streets cause there's shots in the air

And I could give a fuck about your top ten hit

Cause I ain't bendin my ass over for shit, trust it (c'mon!)

[Chorus]

Aiyyo, cars and cribs it don't mean shit, uh-huh

My niggaz hustlin for that green shit, uh-huh

We ease back with that weak-ass crew

We ain't hatin we just don't like you, uh-huh

Playtime comes after paper, uh-huh

Plenty of time for chicks later, uh-huh

We ease back with that weak-ass crew

We ain't hatin we just don't like you, my nigga

[Verse Two: Kardinal Offishall]

Aiyyo, big-up these rap stars wearin they lipstick

Cause it makes it easier to see who on my dick

I got time to make money, respect and rip shit

Make weight with 8-0-8's, take it and flip shit

The only thing you flippin is powder from Bisquick

And you can scream it louder but it still doesn't mean shit

I'm comin with that mean shit, but yo I'm a cool dude

And I'm not a hater, I just don't like you

All the hype writers ain't spreadin in my crew

Victoria told your +Secret+, we "see-through" you (YEAH)

East coast, West coast, Dirty South

Need to harness what a nigga leakin outta the mouth

If you listen to your girl you'll see what it's about

90 percent stroke, and 10 percent clout

25 percent looks, ain't none of it luck

Cause I get more than a hundred when I'm fuckin shit up

[Chorus]

{*scratched samples of Kardinal Offishall*}

"Kar-Kar-Kardinal" - "Black, Black Jays"

"Get-get familiar"

"Well it's him up with Kardi' reppin for the T-Dot, Dot, Dot, Dot"

"Black-Black Jays is the team"

"Boston to T-Dot" - "don-don't know"

"Original rudebwoy on the scene"

[Kardinal]

Fuck y'all labels and the niggaz in your crew

It's a wrap killin 'em with Clinton nigga, whatchu gon' do?

Kardinal!