It's So Good

Song Description

Artist dislikes what some MCs have done calling it "rap" He feels that they have disgraced this genre of music with their lack of talent and overabundance of chains, loud clothes, and "hoes" on the videos

Song Length 5:18 Genre Rap - East Coast
Tempo Medium Fast (131 - 150) Lead Vocal Male Vocal
Mood Ecstatic, On Cloud Nine Subject Dance, Pride
Language English Era 2000 and later

Lyrics

It?s so Good

Another year I dissappeared. They had me locked in a box. out now I?m free. back on the streets.
Im like a clock that don?t stop. Ain?t got the time to do no time cuz I can?t rhyme wit no cops.
It?s Second Son. Anyone that wanna know why it?s so hot. So take a seat cuz what I speak could get you weak in the feet and when I?m sleepin? it?s so deep I?m 3 feet in the streets for 3 weeks. Seekin? peace or a piece at least, I keep my secrets and grief underneath of the sheets. The beast creeps through the leaks of my teeth and cheeks speakin? in these techniques to repeatin? beats. I need to listen to myself. It goes around when its playin.
What?s happening to rap? Everyone else is soundin? the same. Get out the game. If you can?t make nothing with something to feel like saying nothin? the way I say it there ain?t nothing as real. As real life, you couldn?t deal wit, you can?t deal wit a mike.Think you a thug. I think the worst you done was stealin a bike. I feel like writin? til this ink pen blows up in my hand and there?s no fingerprints so no police will know who I am. When I?m robbin? this hip hop industry for all that its got, I dont know what has gotten into me but calling the cops ain?t gonna stop what I?m doin? when I?m pursuin my dreams. So all you players make way. There?s someone new on the team. You never seen half the things that I seen as a teen. And now I?m growin? up blowin? up everything on the scene and I can see it like a TV and it?s me on the screen. I want it more than a whore or crack being a fiend. I mean I need it like a machine. You needed to breathe when you?re wheezin? every evening from emphezema disease. No beggin? please. Ain?t no mercy for whoever believes. They?ll succeed being an enemy no better MC?s that are better than me....NEVER. Let?s together, we?ll see. If I went to school for poetry, I bet I?d get a degree. As soon as I get it I?d forget it and just get up and leave. A pedigree better believe, I ain?t no regular breed. I never even read a letter with no letters like these. Put together so clever anyone that reads ?em could see. I ain?t no average Joe. I gots to have it so. I?m about to grab it. Thought I had to let you rappers know you can bag up all your baggage and your fagot flaws and gettin? to bouncin? like a rabbit cuz I?m taggin toes.

Chorus (So Good...)

Let?s bring it back. I?m just rappin. I don?t think that I?m black. I don?t think you really live the shit you spit in your raps. Think it?s an act. Only way you can get hoes in the sack. Homey you?re lucky that these speaker cones are holding me back. If I was at where your at I?d have to give you a smack for being a whack. ?I got money.? ? I got honeys? ?I got gutz..?.Sick a hearin? of that, its like a mirror wit cracks. Your appearance ain?t reflectin nowhere near where you?re at. You?re probably sitting home alone drinking beer with your cat or smokin? crack gettin? into something weirder than that. Like wacking off in the back yard just wearin? a hat. I can imagine all your neighbors while they?re starin? at that. It?s a sick world like tryin to kiss a girl that just hurled. Ain?t never heard nobody spit no shit that?s this thorogh. My hands all the time full of crime and graffiti but I rhyme til I fill up every line of the CD. I need a little bit of reason please a little hope from this deamon screamin ? have a little hit of dope.? I even speak in my sleep so all I need is a beat and I can open up my eyes wide and jump to my feet cuz I?m more hungry for those rhymes than for something to eat. And when they comin? out my mouth they ain?t nothing as sweet. Deep as a 6 foot hole where they keep the diseased, so rest in peace to bury me. I meet and defeat . Fill out your wills cuz you?ll be learnin? underneath of a sheet but it gets better still cuz I ain?t even reachin? my peak. Your whole lifetime compared to mine ain?t even a week cuz I ain?t in my right mind from all I seen in these streets. I should have been a teacher but this shit?s illegal to teach. So I?ll just do it through your speakers... all the people I?ll reach! There ain?t no limits, ain?t no waitin.? Only takes me a minute to make a beat and a break and add some lrics. Im finished.

Chorus (So Good...)

© Second Son

Lyrics Self Music Self
Producer Self Publisher Self
Performance Self Label Self
This track is on 1 Member Playlists
Playlist Creator Playlist Name Date Added
second son My Top Songs 9/10/2007

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