Bad Name (feat. Redman & Method Man) [Remix]

Yo, listen up all my children

Yo, Gang Starr's in the building

Yo, Red and Meth in the building

I hate tellin' good people bad news

Word to God, if Big and Pac was still here

Some of these weirdos wouldn't act so cavalier

We all know that the game has changed

It's crazy out here, 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, something 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's 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 by Spam off of this

And I don't deal with swine, I ain't Dr. Phil

I'll truly help you heal your mind

Nowadays, it's like everybody's losin' it

Instead of them preservin' this gift, they're all abusin' it

Its not 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 was still here

Some of these weirdos wouldn't act so cavalier

We all know that the game has changed

It's crazy out here, 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, something should give

Let's delete the politics so real hip hop can live

I hate tellin' good people bad news

I hate tellin' good people bad news

Funk that, ****

Yo, what you know about hip hop?

Steppin' on stage, controllin' a crowd with no lip syncing

Me? I got flows, punchlines like Tyson

And non-believers? I'ma Mitch Green 'em

90's era, I look back

Everybody had the pen right and cook crack

Nowadays, when I hear bars, I watch URL

If Big L was here, you wouldn't act so cavalier

(Where you at ****?)

Little **** beef on the internet

Big boys beef when the bread incorrect

Overall, most of these **** only beef with mom

When they bring extra dinner guests

What happened to the street code?

Media gave **** a cheat code

Respect first, beast mode

Behind these bars, I'ma get charged with the RICO

'Cause everything raw, don't read Robb Reports

**** report to me who got robbed

And Brick City is the hood I'm from

Gotta teach them youth or they kill you, son

Word to God, if Guru were still here

A lot of you weirdos wouldn't have a real career

Just wannabe gangstas, but you wouldn't have Premier

Back in my day, these wanksters, they wouldn't last a year

Did it my way, I'm high like I'm Smokey on a Friday

It ain't about this money or the smoke? Me no hable

Tu sabe, game done gone ape, too Harambe

I flip when I found out that whole group was Sade (What?)

Too many MC's and not enough rhyme-play

I used to love her, now they treat her like a side bae

But she still F with me the long way

My long drawers come off, she gonna have a long day

Now keep the children outta harm's way

Sunday Service, took another sniff of Kan's yay

The right message but you took it all the wrong way

Get in your feelings every time you hear the song say

Word to God, if Big and Pac was still here

I-I hate tellin' good people