Song Description

Parody on the things that seem to sell rap music

Lyrics

Ignorance by Thaahum 11.22.2004-copywright

CHORUS

How do we get paid? Ignorance!
What get record sells? Ignorance!
What puts food on the shelf? Ignorance!
F--k it, I?m a go for self! Ignorance!

VERSE 1
The mic I used to be scared of it,
Now I put my lips to the s--t-ripping up shows real quick.
They said emceeing wasn?t for me,
Now they sit with a d--k in they mouth in disbelief.
Retire you from mics like Walter Kronkite,
It?s just the beginning, still a long fight.
Their impossibilities and limitations,
Reflections of my own frustrations.
Everything you see outside is holographic,
Good or tragic, meant for you to surpass it.
Grasp it, smack it up, flip it, ?till you have it.
Then move for something else to be mastered. For real!
Like missionary I?m coming on top!
A visionary huntin? and I just won?t stop!
What don?t make me a goner, makes me stronger,
Builds up stamina, so I last longer.

(REPEAT CHORUS)

VERSE 2
I know how to make them ghetto ass hits,
Got drama, ?cause I love me a ghetto ass b---h,
From the ?burbs,? I was like, ?damn the ghetto has this??
From them you could say I had a ghetto ass fix.
One?s on ecstasy sitting next to me,
But I want to c-m so just pass the trees.
May be a little coke mixed with hennesy.
I don?t? need ?E? to put it on your ass anyway.
You?ll still get your orgasm today,
In and out. Don?t expect no passionate play.
That was reserved for the one with the same name as me.
But that?s my name too I jus? spell it with a ?K.? (female voice)
Big deal mother f---n? whoptee s--t,
Is that supposed to get me all pu--y whipped?
About us linking up, let?s change the time,
You said you?d be my baby daddy! Well I changed my mind.

(REPEAT CHORUS)
VERSE 3

I ain?t one of them murderous cats,
I didn?t grow up where them murders was at,
Decent house three car garage place where the suburbans is at,
And White folks look at you as if they never heard of a Black!
Get a contact high, like you lighting a spliff,
Done flipped all the wrong, now I?m righting the s--t.
Exciting is it? You want more but fighting with it.
Like how this mother fucker here got me tied to his s--?
My rhyming like this, got you all vibin? to this.
Y?all ain?t witness nothing finer than this.
If the money?s right, I?ll make a phat jam that is dope.
This ain?t free, I won?t just hand it to folks.
Can?t be blunt in a mental land that is ghost.
I drop science and get more fans than the most.
Despite boundaries and parameters broke.
I?ll probably get my ghetto pass revoked with a unanimous vote!

(REPEAT CHORUS)

More info on me (due to the word limitation in the "bio" section: You can check out 2 online features of me at these links
http://www.grind-mode.com/thaahum.htm
http://www.insomniacmagazine.com/albums.htm

I also write poetry and one of my poems have been selected by the International Library of Poetry (poetry.com) to be published in a book comming out next year. One of my songs, "Last Stance" is featured on a compilation CD called Ditry South Ballin' (http://stores.ebay.com/JLM-CDs-and-DVDs), and can be purchashed at any Wharehouse. ALL SONGS CAN BE SENT TV/RADIO READY UPON REQUEST!

PS-I also just found out I won the ASCAP Plus Award for 2004!!!