Mad Skillz & Bink - All My Favorite Rappers Are Dead lyrics
rate me(Intro)
All these rap niggas you know I have gotten at em
And made myself available, been in front of these niggas as well
You and I met, I shook yo hand
You got the hand of a fifteen year old girl, my nigga
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I mean, right now I feel like this, ya know
In this, in this particular moment, ya nahwimean?
It's how I feel, fuck it!
(Verse)
Yo, I miss El, I miss Pun, I miss Jigg
I miss Elle Rock, I miss Pac, I miss Big
Fam, I get hot when I hear what it is
Cuz shit, it's gon' take a lot to tolerate this
If you get pierced, just take it all and strive
The rappers that I miss, most of em still alive
I miss 3K, I need more content
My 93' Snoop, my 89' Rakim, I miss Debby The Dude
Yeah, the bad muthafucka
My early Ice Cube, yeah, the mad muthafucka
I need my Ice-T to be where the pimps be
I promise I missed it all, on his ass, Pimp C
I miss Killa Cam when need his specs for his checks
I'mma keep it funky, need a hungry DMX
Some otha made a turn and they ain't turnin' back
And as a fan, I gotta come in terms with that?!
Fuck!
(Hook)
Just admit it, just admit it
The game ain't the same, hard to quit it
To make shit, did it, I got these thoughts in my head
But I'm scared, cuz all my favorite rappers are dead
Yeah, all my favorite rappers are dead
Yeah, all my favorite rappers are dead
Yeah, all my favorite rappers are dead
Yeah, all my favorite rappers are dead
(Verse 2)
I miss J Dilla, Heff D, Apache
I miss Ol' Dirty, Big Proof, to Mac J
So fuck what they say, I need my 97' Mace
I miss Lil Kim befo' she fucked with her face
Call me crazy, or maybe insane
I miss Kanye, the one with no fame and only one chain
I miss dope rhymin', I miss Khan when he had synth
I need ? '991 Fresh Prints
I miss havin' bad days, my tunes got me through it
I miss learnin' from it, need a message in the music
I miss us bein' strong, like it's sum' went wrong
You can get 30 artists on one song
Life I ? shouldn't be so rough
We all in the same game, now watch it selfdestruct
Fuck that, I guess I got' accept the fact
That those days are gone, and 'ey ain't neva comin' back
(Hook)
Just admit it, just admit it
The game ain't the same, hard to quit it
To make shit, did it, I got these thoughts in my head
But I'm scared, cuz all my favorite rappers are dead
Yeah, all my favorite rappers are dead
Yeah, all my favorite rappers are dead
Yeah, all my favorite rappers are dead
Yeah, all my favorite rappers are dead
