I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I- I hate tellin' good people bad news I-I-I- I-I-I hate- I-I hate- I hate tellin' good people bad news Word to God, if Big and 'Pac were still here Some of these weirdos wouldn't act so cavalier We all know that the game has changed It's crazy out here and 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, some 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 is 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 buy SPAM off of this And I don't deal with swine, I ain't Dr. Phil I'll truly help to heal your mind Nowadays it's like everybody's losin' it Instead of them preservin' this gift, they're all abusin' it It's mad 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 were still here Some of these weirdos wouldn't act so cavalier We all know that the game has changed It's crazy out here and 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, some should give Let's delete the politics so real hip-hop can live I-I-I-I- I-I-I hate tellin' good people bad news I-I hate- I hate tellin' good people bad news I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I- I hate tellin' good people bad news