I’m Tired

Lyrics

(Black champions) Rappers, first of all, most of y'all are frontin' You're perpetratin' and stuntin' I'm just huntin', I'm lookin' for the right reason Because duck season (are you ready?) And now you're fessin', so it's time to kick a lesson You're stayin' on point like a joint or some thai Get you high til you fly Or should I say jet, you can bet Go in debt and regret You came to this... weed spot! And now you got a speed knot Word to mammy he got a eye jammy The crew you're with is soft You better get off my love muscle And now you're puzzled for my manuscript But on a real tip I'mma tell you from the intro that I can give you information you need to succeed, take the lead! And when I'm through I make this microphone bleed Not only attractive, I'm radio activated Yo they're devastated Cause I'm tired (Black Champions) Out of five million rappers, 10% get paid Now if hip hop was a clinic they would all have AIDs Some still with their fades and shades and dreads and braids The story goes on and it has them afraid It's the Rock in his prime, the greatest of all time The mastermind, a genius like Einstein I'm the supreme being steppin' on the scene And when I'm on the stage, MCs play the aisle So pull out your files and write your mileage And add two years of college The master ruler of common knowledge And communication, my musical background and education The instrument that I can supplement Attend a seminar or parliament to praise Allah Arm, a Leg, a Leg, a Arm, a Head Til I'm dead, cause I'm tired My producers will sponsor, I'm here to conquer I'm like Tutankhamun or Solomon Who are the son of David Yo, Rock, save the history, kick the science B Alright Delirious or serious make you cry or laugh Drop science plus science that's teachin' you math Because when it rains, it pours, when it snows, it flurries Lord Black bust grapes, Ruler Rock bust cherries Ron Scratch cuts records, Tony T clocks dough And we can entertain you like the Cosby Show Because I'm the VIP on the MIC So won't you DIG the gift, cause it's swift Like a roadrunner (beep, beep) the coyote can't catch me Cause they're dumber than they look So go to Acme and get a book On how to write a rhyme or get some crack and sell a dime You mongoloid idiot, stupid, ignorant, dummy You better find another way to make some money Life is for real, the deal, how I feel It better get a job than to sell rob or steal The year is 89 and now is the time To destroy negativity in black communities We need unity to cut down the crack Watch essence like it is so positively black Because I'm tired Coming up Black Champion I'm a lyrical producer, publisher, employer I'm like your lawyer, I do your speakin' But at the same time, get the crowd freakin' Oh, baby, I'm tired, the suckers been fired And Black Rock and Ron has been hired We're smart, imperative. We got a lot to give And like Bobby Brown, that's our prerogative (Are you ready for this?) (Oh yeah) Cause I'll incite and excite, you sit tight Take a bite while you write me an invite You put us on a guest list But don't you dare try to test this (Uncommon ability) Why? I'm not your normal rap speaker with a one cell membrane Uh huh The theory I go by no pain no gain Rappers try to rhyme an M.C.M., Calvin Klein Holy pants and stain wash, watch out for the brainwash Fancy clothes, cars, and jewelry Yo, this ain't no fashion show Man, listen You still don't have collateral As I speak, you talk and eat pork with a fork Never! Swine and dine I'll recline before my prime To fail is a crime, but remember the thesis Y'all brought the pieces when y'all cease polices Party people keep peace and don't act rowdy Yo Rock we Audi like Curt Gowdy Cause we tired (Needless are the casualties) (Coming up) (Black champions) (Uncommon ability) (Black champions) (Coming up) (Black champions)