Lyrics Bad Name - Gang Starr, Method Man, Redman

Bad Name

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I hate tellin' good people bad news
I-I-I-
I-I-I hate-
I-I hate-
I hate tellin' good people bad news
Word to God, if Big and 'Pac were still here
Some of these weirdos wouldn’t act so cavalier
We all know that the game has changed
It’s crazy out here and rap’s got a bad name
Think about it, what if bling never happened
And the true artists were gettin' rich from rappin'?
Word to God, some should give
Let’s delete the politics so real hip-hop can live
Beef is what’s up now, careers are gettin' shut down
The media wants something meaty, people are fuckin' greedy
Music and culture is like a foreign language
You’d be better off stagin' a fake beef in Spanglish
Compadre, can you handle the whole weight?
¡Ay, Dios mío!, watch 'em swallow your whole plate
You used to support your fam off of this
Now you can’t even buy SPAM off of this
And I don’t deal with swine, I ain’t Dr. Phil
I’ll truly help to heal your mind
Nowadays it’s like everybody’s losin' it
Instead of them preservin' this gift, they’re all abusin' it
It’s mad drama, they want us reachin' for the llamas
Causin' hysteria, the new hip-hop criteria
And they forgot about the blood, sweat and tears
Now we see the results of all the blunts, chicks and beers
Word to God, if Big and 'Pac were still here
Some of these weirdos wouldn’t act so cavalier
We all know that the game has changed
It’s crazy out here and rap’s got a bad name
Think about it, what if bling never happened
And the true artists were gettin' rich from rappin'?
Word to God, some should give
Let’s delete the politics so real hip-hop can live
I-I-I-I-
I-I-I hate tellin' good people bad news
I-I hate-
I hate tellin' good people bad news
I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-
I hate tellin' good people bad news