Interlude 1 (I'm A Rapper) - Lyrics - J-live

(Wannabe (J-Live)) I'm a rapper! (What does that mean?) It means I rap. You know, baggy pants, book bags, baseball caps. (Ohh, backpacker.) No, a rapper. You know, 40's and blunts, *** and gats! (Ohh, a gangsta.) No, a rapper! I rap. I like shell toes, break beats, kung-fu flicks. (Li-Like a beat girl?) Well, that's not quite it. I sweat myself, I grab my crotch, I curse a lot! (Ohh, you're from Brooklyn!) No, a rapper but point tooken I'm ghetto in the suburbs, white boys are my ***, They pay for the studio time, I complain, they *** me later I go to jail a lot, I'm hardcore (A thug?) It's bugged, I write poetry out of a deep CD need to be loved I stand in circles, I roll with crews I require affirmation, nah'mean? (Word, true!) I represent! I hold it down in the streets! (Ohh, you're gravity!) No! I'm a rapper! I rap lyrics over beats! (Hmm... you mean an MC?) YES!