Dear Rapper, They Care Lyrics

(Queenie)

(I'm sick and tired of you letting)

(These folks play on yo' name)

(We supposed' to be rich by now)

(And yo ass playin' around)

(Stop playing with these folks)

(Show em' you the motherfuckin' one)

Let me cool out

Sucker MC's better move out

Landlord how I take checks

And I checked

You ain't pay your respect

You're in debt with the crew now

Woo' child

Queenie kill with the pen

Murder ink on the pad

Got em' praying Jah rule now

I knew then what they say they knew now

Can't touch this MC Hammer

Fuck who doubt

Starving like the food out

Plus Danny Lewie made the beat

So I eat got me smackin'

That's a chew sound

This a new crown to me

I inherited

Shout out to my matriarch

Said I'm never settlin'

And she seconded it and said

I ain't raise a terrorist

But I see you blowing up this shit

I'm the president

Verses should be merited

Spit more bars in this verse

Than some rappers ever did

So it's evident

Which means that I ain't gotta' spell it

First pharaoh in this rap game

Yeah I said it

Queen tings' peasants

Try to get it and I let it

Raise vibrations high

Like it's credit in the present

Uh'

Number one not the two or the three

(Who you know rhyming like that)

(I don't know nobody rhyming like that)

Oh

Oh you hear now

Number one not the two or the three

(Better open yall' motherfuckin' ears and listen)

Yeah

Bet they care now

Number one not the two or the three

(They ain't never hear no female spit like this)

(Folks been waiting on this shit)

Yeah they hear now

Uh'

Yeah they hear now

(Clap yo' motherfuckin' hands for my friend)

(Lets go)

Listen

I ain't killer but don't push me

Rather get merked' by a vet than a rookie

Pride shit that'll be the death of you

Guess it's too late now

Feet to the neck of anybody on a pedestal

It's incredible just ate yet I'm never full

Meat sittin' right on the skeletal

Off the top like I don't think the head'll do

Heard your last rhyme I don't think it's credible

Mad lies you don't even need to

Got me like

We don't believe you

You need more people

Let me teach you

Profess or hold the truth

Till it seep through

Then made clear like see through

I see who

Only me and who I feed

Can't afford to pay attention to this toxicity

Tell these rappers stop acting like Pac after scene

Huh'

This be

My poetic justice

Written through substance

Abusing without tree

Crushing whatever you wrap with

Yet I still smoke anybody on track it's

No Sha'Carri it's Queenie La with the pack

And

Don't forget the soul

Royal from my head to my motherfuckin' toe

Nails

Nigga

(Oh you feeling yourself now huh')

(That's what the fuck I'm talking bout)