Fhh lyrics

f/ Jakki Da Mota Mouth



[Chorus]

Keep tryna keep it real by keepin` it raw

While half of y`all still be keepin` it flaw

And all the real heads scream "FUCK HIP HOP!"

Until this mediocre bullshit stops

Drug fiends let me show you the route

Who`s that motherfucker still keepin the dope in the house?

It`s Mota mouth (who?), it`s Mota mouth baby, it`s Mota mouth



[Verse 1]

Whenever I write, I put myself out of place from other cats

So it don`t sound like another brother`s rap

I smother tracks with raw shit, niggas aren`t able to bite

What I bring to the table is height

Then I easily superceed, niggas need what I got

Reason I`m hot, there`s no other raw season of pot

While most motherfuckers follow the guidelines and hit by 101

Jakki the Mota mouth decides to have fun

Not following rules, swallowing crews

Son I toss cats off the stage, often I slay their soft raps

To all you fake dictionary emcees, get off that

Half of y`all don`t understand your own rhymes and soft batch(?)

They straight at open mics, we put them out on the street

Take away their dope beat, let `em rhyme and they weak

And the mic can be a decieving device

Muffle your rhymes so they ain`t clear and concise

Have niggas thinking you nice

With battle I`ll crack all your gear and all your wack raps

You can`t be saved by your babbling or your backpack

Doing it for the love is great but you fake

And putting your shit out is a mistake nobody wants to make



[Chorus]



[Verse 2]

Hate when I go to open mics and I see everybody clapping

For some clown they don`t understand

Yet everybody acting like he dope because they believe he`s hip-hop

Y`all convincing me that most of y`all are brainwashed

Dug(?) in old hip-hop history

Some cats are crap without their tracks `cause they weak

I wish a nigga would say he listen to me for the beats

Some got the nerve to say they dope when they spit

When even they family got a tape and they won`t open the shit

I got a big mouth and I ain`t scared to use it

One person`s keystyle(?) allows everyone to abuse it

So what the fuck is your definition of underground?

Depressing beats and bleak cats who love the sound

Well I ain`t part of that, I`m tired of rapper`s garbage

I`m the part of the underground who only feels the raw shit

And I can take a nigga out regardless

You can bring your hardest artists and I`ll make `em heartless

Some say they lyrically this, or lyrically that

Throwing lyrical in every rap and they lyrically wack

And many cats rhyme over tracks nobody fiends(?) for

Don`t fuck around with me, if you can only fuck with keyboards

Just `cause lazy niggas use recognisable material

Don`t mean the dope samples are not original

`Cause a producer with skill can lace tracks

Keyboard beats aren`t that original, lets face facts

That shit was overused in the G-funk era

Don`t give me that excuse, real emcees want better

You rhyme over enough shit, most get away with murder

Like kids who think they words rhyme `cause they the suffix

Must bitch niggas be fragile with facts

You bragging `bout who you battled, but who you battled was crap

What you angry for, and acting all tense

If you innocent be cool, only the guilty`s catching offense



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