Rap Up lyrics

Artist  : Madd Skillz 
Song : Rap Up



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See this what we gon' do y'all

Re-cap the
two-double-0-two y'all

R. Kelly got caught
wildin'

He sold more sex videos than he did
albums

A lot of y'all went down fam

Y'all did some dumb stuff for soundscan

The industry did Michael Jackson greasy

Brandy wasn't selling, so she put her
pregnancy on TV

Cash money refused to
flop

Baby said 'F-it, man, I'm takin'
Juvenile spot

Christina Ag', she turned
into a slut piece

For her record to sell,
she let out all of her butt cheeks

Rap
girls take a lesson from that

Cause nobody
remembers a girl that made 'My Neck, My Back

And hip-hop was at it again

Suge came
home and Slick Rick went back in

Man y'all
took it to the streets again

But this year
a lot of y'all caught beef again

J.D. and
Dre started off dissin'

Then they stopped,
when they found out nobody was listenin'

Then the IRS hauled J.D.'s cash off

Dre
pro'lly in Cali now, laughin' his ass off

By now don't nothing amaze me

In the
middle of the summer, man Nas went crazy

He
was like, 'I got power Hot ain't gotta play me

All y'all wack and yes I was gon' lynch
Jay-Z'

I guess he figured, 'Y'all ain't
gon' punk me'

Admitted the payola and put
Flex on front street

And Flex almost got
banned

When he saw Steph Lover, he tried to
speak wit his hands

And Steph thugged him
like, 'I ain't about to get played'

She
drove straight to the precinct like, 'I'm bout to
get paid'

P Diddy kept cruising, you
wouldn't think 

Half the year he didn't
even have distribution

Y'all could front
like y'all don't care 

But this year,
Goddamn, man Diddy was everywhere

And
designers made doe

But we gotta burry
Burberry,