Lootpack - Frenz Vs. Endz Lyrics
[madlib]Hey yo, it's about sex, lies, money, murder, jewels, carsClothes, hos, hats, blunts, and gatsThese are the things when you think of rapsNow a days, if you ain't geein', then apparently you ain't seein'Like a normal human being, mad lives waistin'Too many niggas that's freebasin'Modern day slavery run by racistsWhile you're actin' like you got a chip on your brainYou don't wanna see a nigga succeed without no painOff others' misery you probably gainThe games people play always pissing me offMake me wanna start rushin' like my name was gorbechevI've got to go for self, now a days by myselfCuz it's bad for my health to collect mad wealthBrothers playin' the role like we friends to the endBut in the end it equals frenz vs. endz[kazi]Yo, you're irritating, do you know what you're doing?That's why my head don't really nod when you bustLet's check your background, no outlook on future plansThat's why you won't last cuz your hip hop is jammedPlugged up with wackness, how could you let this happen?I thought you was the man, now i hold your rhymes for target practiceI can't role with the, i can't hang with theFake nigga, ******* nigga, ain't got their backs when it's time to throw downVerbal wars, they never came aroundYa side of town, now show me how you get downWhat's this, now ya speechless? show me what's the reasonLacking skills, ain't reaching nothing but deaconsAs i go for self, now a days by myselfCuz it's bad for my health to collect mad wealthNiggas playin' the roles like we friends to the endBut in the end it equals frenz vs. endz[wild child]I'm wild child the rhyme constructor,Madlib's the beat makerFunk fakers in the place, hey yo, this rhyme might make yaSnap back, check ya crews one time pay out your feesI step on the mic, eat mc's up like mickey d'sFake mc's, can't you please realize we rock the seasStepping on the microphones with 1, 2's, and 3'sThe mellowist, moodiest brother rhyming with that rhythmic techniqueSort of unique, you'll hesitate to speakWhen jack rips the rhyme time for a littleGet together with my crew cuz i'm like yeah, we gonna spit theFreestyle, freestyle flows from the topThem spontaneous rhymes that make you wanna hopNow say what you say but a.k.a. jack be knownTo rarely write them rhymes because i'm freestylin' proneTired of mc's who never pass the micAnd yo, we be like, "time to kick that ass"I gots to for self, now a days by myselfCuz it's bad for my health to collect mad wealthBrothers playin' the role like we friends in the endBut in the end it equals frenz vs. endz
