"Blown outa proportion"  Parental Advisory genre: Alternative Hip Hop
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	A track i did about how rappers just blow up, and all they care about then if getting money...
	CD: Western LP   Label: Jam Ent Credits: Elimination produced by noviss www.soundclick.com/noviss
	Story Behind the Song Just wanted to make a track...so i wrote it bout this... Lyrics fuck the innocent yall guilty anyways, something im missing? this track is a open target for anyone im dissing acting all gangster but you at sizzler washing dishes talk shit to everyone but not even your momma listens mc's saying more fake shit then plastic surgery saying you got this and that, but you end up like jermaine dupri bling bling, ghetto fab, shits gotta change raps going downhill and you only got yourself to blaime people starting to think its only about the ice and the money spit whack bars on for the crowd, and get backstage hunnies making tracks thinking there gonna hit triple platinum thinking they gonna blow up, but they only hit like a cap gun sitting in there basements with recorders, and synths computer software changing the game, no old shit one white dude blows up, and the others who didnt are fake but how can i be a follower i been doing this shit since i was in seventh grade didnt you the first verse i was spitting this is a hateful track, there aint no ass kissing you cats shut up bout your benz, and beamers make some real rap, not ones bout the size of your speakers marketing gimmicks selling us shit we dont want just so some record head can get more money to flaunt shitty music filling radio airwaves artist like us cant even get a song on local airplay we just wanna get our tracks heard you think if you dont get money for it, that its absurred here we are in the middle of nowhere, no connections we made our own label so no contract conditions were underground you america airlines come down to the runway, we take you out with landmines cause you all have to settle down one sometime and when that time comes people will finally ear our rhymes rappers taking advantage of girls with no inhibitions then you find out bout the stds when you visit the clinic your blown out of porortoion to big for your own good you were never hard anyways, you came from the suburbs you dudes were fake in the first place your rhymes were bout bling bling, but you couldnt afford tooth paste now you on commercials, sprite to floor cleaner you lost your skills, rhymes are now about 2-ways and beepers you were one the illest people called you sick now they cant stand listening to your latest shit may have the best beats, but your losing the mc skills all you care bout now days is a ho wearing high heels became to determined to make more money and billboard hits spend more time on tv interviews then writing top notch lyrics every time your album drops you get a lower rating hoping for better shit but i stopped the waiting

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