Lyrics

NOW HEAR ME NEAR AND HEAR ME FAR,
THERE’S NO SUCH THING AS AN O--W--R.
I AIN’T GOT NO RHYTHM, I CAN’T GET THE BEAT,
WHEN IT COMES TO DANCIN’, I GOT TWO LEFT FEET.
I HAVE OVER-AGED HOMIES, MY GERIATRIC BROS,
ALL TELLING ME THAT MY RAPPIN’ BLOWS!
BUT ECONOMY’S IN THE TANK, NO CHANCE FOR RECOVERY,
SO I’M RAPPIN’ IN THE STREET, HOPIN’ FOR A DISCOVERY.
NOT ASKIN’ FOR MUCH, JUST NEED A SMALL SCORE,
JUST A FEW GIGS WHERE I DON’T HAVE TO TOUR.
I WENT ON YOUTUBE, THEY CALLED ME A BIG BOOB,
YOU CAN’T POST THIS STUFF FOR THE PUBLIC TO VIEW.
SO WHAT IS BEST, MY PRIDE, MY HONOR,
OR SETTIN’ IN A HOME, DROOLIN’ IN A CORNER.
TALK ABOUT DROOLIN’, MY WHOLE BODY’S LEAKIN’,
EVEN FROM PLACES OF WHICH I AIN’T SPEAKIN’.
SO, UNTIL THE DAY WHEN MY LIFE’S IN THE CRAPPER,
YOU BETTER GET USED TO THIS “OLD WHITE RAPPER”.