Von Poe Vii The Hype
Introduction:
"Okay, wait. I know my music is kind of, the 'what I love to do' music, it's not, it doesn't really appeal to the masses. You know, like 'let me go and make a jam that's more sounding like the sound of the time. So I can be popular and go on tour, and make that money.' I never didn't need that, you know. I'm good. All I care about is can I eat, and do I have a house. You know, can I live." - Brownsville Ka
[Verse One]
They say time keeps passing him by
Just let him leave it
A student of the arts
Never really for politicing
Too many rappers in the game
He ain't competing with you
He'd rather meditate with god
And write a small haku
Philosophical, educated more better than you
And none of this is real
Is how he feels in the booth
Quite effectively, loyalty
That's reserved for a few, yea yea
It's a fact he ain't impressed by you dudes
If money was power, the heartless Beretta
Niggas sell their souls for diamonds and bitches
The culture now reflects the monologue
And memories passing
You just follow the fashion
He's more of a trend setter
Of things you couldn't imagine
I know you're searching for the fame
What's really goodie my dude
Don't get caught up in the hype
Trying to impress these dudes
Streets disciple
Poe is like the reaper of grievances
The pain up in his heart
Is like the whitest of evil men
Remanence of better days and passing
Respect the G.O.D
My flow is a vaccine
To all of the cancer in the industry
Word, I'll bomb first
That Makevelious feel nigga
And all you do is rap a lot
With no other skills
I beg your pardon for really
Yall like Milli Vanilli dawg
I'm more like Michael Jackson
82 when it was Thriller
It don't get no realer
See I just had to remind you
Speaking my name
Three timing like Candyman
And I'ma find you
[Chorus]
It's the hype
Baby let me live my life
I'm just trying to live my life
Yea nigga, it's the hype
Baby let me live my life
I'm just trying to live my life (2x)