does life imitate art
or does art imitate life?
or does it thrive on the system on which it was born?
The music business hate me 'cause the industry ain't make me
Hustlers and boosters embrace me and the music I be making
I dumb down for my audience and double my dollars
They criticize me for it yet they all yell "Holla"
If skills sold truth be told
I'd probably be lyrically Talib Kweli
Truthfully I want to rhyme like Common Sense (But I did five Mil)
I ain't been rhyming like Common since
When your sense got that much in common
And you been hustling since, your inception, fuck perception
Go with what makes sense
Since I know what I'm up against
We as rappers must decide what's most important
And I can't help the poor if I'm one of them
So I got rich and gave back to me that's the win, win
The next time you see the homie and his rims spin
Just know my mind is working just like them (The rims that is)
is this responsibility I feel a debt to the society I'm inherently bitch-faced to?
is it quite selfish or simply humanitarian to strive for the idea of what is the betterment of our society
which entails relationships we build with each other
which entails also a necessary destruction of what is already there?
i mean bro
the real question is this
who the fuck are you, someone who is not oppressed,
to even have a valid opinion about the progression of art in this genre
of the oppressed?
personally, i want to hear what you have to say
but in no absolute
NO way
NO shape
NO form
does that validate it at all.
and it doesn't mean that you got away with ruining all the colours
since time.
happy summer solstice
