Syllables

If we gotta dumb down our style and ABC it

then so be it

cause nowadays these kids', jeez

don't give a shit 'bout lyric

all they wanna hear is a beat and thats it

long as they can go to the club and get blitz

pick up some chicks and get some digits

and the DJ's playing them hits

oh this my jam' this my sh-t

we dont know a word to a verse'

all we know is the chorus

cause the chorus repeats the same four words for us

and the songs ginormous' the whole formula's switched

cause we don't know anymore' what are hits

is it the beat' is it the rap

is it a finger snap or the same 808 clap

and how do we adapt and get TRL votes

when 13 year olds control the remote

and Ashley's got a brand new nose

we gotta put some new em-phasis on our syllables

If the emphasis on the compact disc

isn't the beat than I'm gon feature EM and get rich

and let Dre mix the shit and drive off in the Range Ro

cause everywhere I go they love the bling bling flow

bang bang look at the way my chain glow

the ring on my fing' cost Jermaine a lot of dough' oh

the f-ck am I busting my brain for?

its just the way the game go' it takes 2 to tango

you call this a lame flow

you bought the ***t

I guess you to blame too

I just felt the angle

no more reality flow

I'm tryna time my album drop with a reality show

**** the Mac 11 in front of Hot 9

and call my publicist tell her we impressed heaven

no one gives a shit except for kids who just got into shit on the interne

so you want the chat room or the house of Malibu Em?

Your emphasis is on the wrong Syllable

They said 30′s the new 20

funny' must mean 40′s the new 30

interesting cause ever since then it's been innocence

an extension for veteran rappers that are better than half

of the shit coming out right no

its all trash

the torch is gonna burn out before it gets passed

Jay said it's his last and 50 and Em

then what? Detox drops what we got then

so now our whole camps running around scrambling over what to do

gambling everytime we put a record out

just looking for that hook

Wait Dre look

Shorty I love you

and you love me too

we were meant to be cause shorty

you love me

and I love you too

and I promise I'll be true to you

Go shorty its your birthday

you made it just in time to hear my wordplay

its the kid who flip flows

used to flip O's

and run G for days

used to see how I get hoes

I'm international' I get my shit licked round the globe

I'm sick right into show' riding on lolo's

puffing on coco', my bitches in Manolo'

don't f-ck with the dodo's' I sling for dumb hoes

I playing' I aint got time to joke' joke

you f-ck around' you could get your ass smoked

look' its not a game' me B' I aint playing

beep behind me player' so you here anyway

you don't hear what I'm saying

me fin-nini-na

fee-fee-diddee-ya

just give me my check and I'll be on my way

sunny bunny money and funny

you aint even listening and I just took your money

There once was a time everywhere he turned

shady aftermath was all ya heard

but they say 50 sang too much

and Em got soft

and they say Dre just fell the f-ck off

well f-ck the f-ck offs

all y'all eat soft, be mad, we bad fresh up outta the vault, oh!

new syllables eat ball, ya f-cks off's

your house, your bitches, I'm getting sucked of

East, south, midwest, even up north

falling victim to wax, spitting, bring out the white chalk

all for the gingerbread, we get it and get lost

catch me if you can, I'm running while y'all walk

Shady made me for bringing it back

for the history of rap

it's gone with a snap, a sneer and a clap

what happened to just spittin about

living in the muthaf-cking city you at

in the grimiest condition, I breath in drama

King Mathers and Cashme, thats freak karma

I'm everything, anything, you could never be

its a hitting, rhyme in the month deep

I speak with a piece, no peace on my mind

I repeat every evil deed done of mine

no rest contest, contract to sign

by blood I'm in this squad for life

hear out my wind pipes and I just chime

I'm the reason you guys won't say that line

I'm crazy renegade like Em and Jay-z

I'm Rosemary's baby

Shorty I love you

and you love me too

we were meant to be cause shorty

you love me

and I love you too

and I promise I'll be true to you

It is not about lyrics anymore,

It is not about lyrics anymore

its about a hot beat, a hot beat

its about a hot beat, a hot beat

a hot hot hot beat

and a catchy hook

a hot hot hot beat

and a catchy hook

nobody gives a damn about them syllables,

sillyle-ables, whatever they are

I don't care if you gotta rhyme smo, joe, toe and glow

now get out there and sell some God-damn records