Emcees out there, how deep does the underground
Get. Deep enough to set up the upset. With your
Dreams and aspirations, of personal status in
Activation, that only leads to the aggravation, of
Realizing the exaggeration, that states when you're the
Best on the block you got the whole world locked. Thinking
Lyrics get you open leaves you sadly mistaken when,
Lyricist are brought to the rude awakening. That,
Just because your flavor is phat, doesn't mean that your the
Tasters choice, if the crowd doesn't recognize your
Voice. So new jacks feel the sad truth.
Nobody wants your pudding till they taste the proof. Now you could
Have the best beat and the illest flow, a dope
Crew with a fool proof stage show. But if your
Jams what the followers don't know. You ain't
Gettin' no love from the crowd bro. Is that
Justice, when you come correct like a yo bust
This, and heads are like, "who the fuck is this". But
When the same record's on the playlist, the last shall be
First and the least likely to get dissed. Now it
Might have been a while but ain't a damn thing changed from the
Opening acts, to the solid gold wax. But
These are the facts when you gotta wait your turn on
Line, so let me tell you one thing to kill time. Cause...

THIS IS FOR THE HEADS THAT'S ON SOME NEXT SHIT. THAT
NOBODY RECOGNIZE UNTIL THE NEXT HIT. YOU GOTTA
HUSH THE CROWD. IT DON'T MATTER IF THEY
AIN'T GETTIN' LOUD

How many times have you seen it. The local boy makes
Good around your hood with the style you couldn't knock unless you Tried it. But gettin' props a whole nother mission. Cause
Crowd participation is a war of attrition. See
Time is the filter that you have to sift through. Cause
Now you're just an act that people have to sit through.
Before the show stoppers paid twice as much as you. But
Frankly, guess who the crowd came to see.
Especially the ones that showed up two hours early just to
Pack up the front put yourself in their shoes. 'We
Ain't got time for new jacks that's trying to pay dues. You
Lose, because I got the tired leg blues. Your
Unknown, just like them fifty thousand other crews. So
Imma either play the back or you could here the boos. So
When you wonder why its so quiet your hearing crickets, I'm
Saving my energy for the names on the ticket.
Matter fact, ayo you best to shorten up your show. I
Paid my doe to see the pros flow. My man in the
Back got plenty of pennies to throw. And now you asking
Me to say ho, oh hell no.

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So lets
See as we brake this down logically with preconfirmed
Premises. The crowd wants to murder ya because they never
Heard of ya. But do you quit it, wishing you never woulda
Did it, or stay committed, or come widit. Well
I prefer the latter. Cause time flies. And if you're
Dope you get a deal and watch your pockets get fatter. And
Even if your not you'll probably get a deal anyway, cause
Nowadays come on look around, it don't matter.
Besides what's your options, put your hard work up for
Adoption and climb back down from the bottom of the
Ladder. I rather break the mics and the lights and lick a
Shot up in the air just to watch the crowd shatter. But
Na. Cause then you mess it up for the few true
Hard-core heads that give credit where the credit is due.
Guaranteed that if you keep it dedicated to them,
They'll turn around and dedicate it to you. Like yo!

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