I Don't Understand It

作词 : L. Coleman/Rodney Lemay

作曲 : Coleman, Lemay

There are too many MC's who are overrated

You ask me

They wasn't even supposed to make it

In the rap biz, they don't know what rap is

So give it up, become a actor

Or a actress, or a producer

Cause you fail to use the mic right

So take flight before I bruise ya

For sayin those bull crap wack raps on wax

You need to get smacked

Sit back and rip that contract, hey yo

I'm serious, Big L ain't playin games

I should get foul and buck wild

And start saying names

But deep down inside you know who you are

Your rhymes are not up to par

You fake superstar

And that really gets on my nerve

When a rapper gets the credit that he don't deserve

Goin platinum and don't have no soul

Some rappers are mad nice

And don't even go gold

I don't like the way it's goin down

Because it should be the other way around

I don't understand it (I don't understand it)

I don't understand it (I don't understand it)

I don't understand it (I don't understand it)

How MC's take this rap game for granted

MC's, what's goin on?

I don't understand, man

How rappers cold transform

One minute you're hardcore and raw

That's what you was known for

But not no more, you changed, you rearranged

You're not the same, your raps are plain

That explain why you lost your fame

Used to be on top, then you fell like rain drops

You turned pop, now you no longer gain props

Who's fault is that?

Nobody's but your own, black

Used to make fat tracks, jack

But now you're stone wack

So MC's, don't ever step out your range

Remain the same

And only change with the time

Unless you get dropped like a dime

Go for yours like I'm goin for mine

But if you're rough, stay rough

If you're dap, stay dapper

And never try to look or even sound like another rapper

Just fulfill your own needs

Some rappers wore gold chains

And now they're wearing beads?

I don't understand it (I don't understand it)

I don't understand it (I don't understand it)

I don't understand it (I don't understand it)

How MC's take this rap game for granted

I don't understand it (I don't understand it)

I don't understand it (I don't understand it)

I don't understand it (I don't understand it)

How MC's take this rap game for granted

This is how it should be done

I'm not the one, and my raps is strong like rum

But some MC's grab the mic and sound dumb

Plus slum (How come?)

Rap skills they have none

And I wonder how the hell they records sell

They raps are stale and frail

They're false like fairy tales

Your technique and everything you speak's weak

You got a little airplay because of your beats

Your fame and your name

But your lyrics are lame, black

Step to this and get ran over like train tracks

Your raps border wack

And you went on tour with that

Crap, don't understand it

Cause rhyme skills you lack

I got more soul that Nike Airs

Giving MC's nightmares

Rappers be fronting hard

And rhymes they don't write theirs

But still call themselves MC's

Please, how could that be?

I don't understand it (I don't understand it)

I don't understand it (I don't understand it)

I don't understand it (I don't understand it)

How MC's take this rap game for granted

I don't understand it (I don't understand it)

I don't understand it (I don't understand it)

I don't understand it (I don't understand it)

How MC's take this rap game for granted

I don't understand it (I don't understand it)

I don't understand it (I don't understand it)

I don't understand it (I don't understand it)

How MC's take this rap game for granted

I don't understand it