Hip Hop Is What Made Me (feat. DJ ACE NYC & Larissa Lambert)

And I, never get told shit motherfuckers stay low key, in my family Barely know anything about me, people that raised me And the ones that raised them with their friends and their colleagues Social pressures gotta act manly Reality struck unbelievably, far and wide where the evil be Damn like an outsider in my own home, and it's likely That i'll never feel close to anybody again Sorry to offend or vent but it's a must Been fucked over way too many times to trust, and its signs of lust, its scandalous Wow another lifestyle I'm tryna live Praise to the King and the feast we begin, damn I learnt the hard way with Juice and Gin That Snoop Dogg really gon' portray to me High School bitches spill the tray on me Hard way of learning the struggles of life Poetic injustice that I convey on the mic It's like, why the fuck do I even have a phone No responses when I keep it on the low People start hitting me up just to hang When I'm busy as hell doing work it's insane But when I'm bored outta my mind sometimes I can't catch a break its selfish so I write rhymes Honestly I feel like I'm only liked just as a rapper But not as a friend who's got thoughts to capture Or these emotions that project in laughter Ya'll don't understand me Ya'll don't see what I've seen You want what I just can't be Hip hop is what made me Ya'll don't understand me Ya'll don't see what I've seen You want what I just can't be Hip hop is what made me Ya'll don't understand me Ya'll can't see what I've seen You want what I just can't be Hip hop is what made me Got a million critics but you niggas keep forgetting That I come from the city that started this shit Cold as the winter in the middle of November And I rep it everyday from the brains to the fitted New York City we the brains of this shit Looking for the fame go insane just to get it Bright city lights putting strain on the vision Caught up in the prison cities got another victim And damm It's a tragedy these haters so god damn mad at me Spent way to many years ducking blasphomy How these corny motherfuckers gonna master me Bitch you'll never get another nigga bad is me Ladies favorite til the death that's why they blast at me Another nigga from the bottom to outlast the streets NFB and Def Manic yeah it had to be I am not stopping I will not stop it Even with Two hundred mil in my pocket Even if all of my haters send rockets Destroying the planet and only leave darkness DARKNESS Pour the liquor from my hand for the dearly departed New York City the home of this Hip-Hop ain't no room for the heartless nigga ahh Ya'll don't understand me Ya'll don't see what I've seen You want what I just can't be Hip hop is what made me Ya'll don't understand me Ya'll don't see what I've seen You want what I just can't be Hip hop is what made me