Interlude M.A.C #3 lyrics

Yo, man
n*ggas know how I got my name, mayne
(Mac B-l-l-l-ast!)
I put sh*t on Mac Blast and I blast n*ggas, you know
That's what it is, mayne, so you know
(Yeah)
Even if you my potna, I can’t have fake love for myself if you be fake
(Hell nah)
Now I might not expose you
All that type a sh*t
(Nah, mayne)
But when it come to a n*gga
I ain't gon' be fake and lyin’ to my motherf*ckin' self
(f*ck nah)
Same thing with these n*ggas that be gettin' high
Playin' around all up in the closet, n*gga
(In the closet)
I'm not no child molester, n*gga
(Sucka-ass sh*t)
I'm not 'bout to be sneaky about what I'm doin’, n*gga
(f*ck all that sh*t)
Feel what I’m sayin'
Now if it’s some crime, criminal sh*t, of course
But I'm sayin', that's the game
(Fa sho)
Bro, I’m in the 'jects, n*gga
I'm gettin' high, bruh
(Yeah)
Young n*gga, teenager
n*gga I'm doin' weed, know what I'm sayin'
f*ck I look like, I ain't some-
That's how them dope fiends get
(Stupid ass n*gga)
They know they ain't supposed to be smokin' crack
Know what I'm sayin'?
They got fake love for their f*ckin' self
They know they ain't 'posed to be doin' somethin' so they're bein' sneaky
(Scared of theyself)
You become worse
When you run from yourself, which is impossible
You got fake love for yourself, you become a knock
(Stupid n*ggas)
Know what I'm sayin'?
Uh, another example of fake love
Is when a n*gga got a lack of love for your n*gga vision and ambition
You feel I'm sayin'?
(Come on, mayne, gotta have love for that)
And the police be hatin' on Philthy fa sho
(Fa sho)
Hatin' on his vision and ambition, feel what I'm sayin'?
For all our sh*t, you feel?
(They don't want us rich)
From the beginnin'
With the arrestses and in and out of county jail and the probation
(Into the back)
You feel what I'm sayin'?
But now with him
The gift and the curse
Was the stayaways from Sem, you feel what I'm sayin'?
(That Oakland sh*t)
Now his ambition done changed, his vision didn't change
(Nah)
But the path to get there had to change
(Yeah)
Good thing the path that he chose was music, right?
Now, 'cause
The reason I say that 'cause
Seminary got a long rap history, you know
(Long rap history, n*gga)
Uh, $hort
f*ck with huh, that's what I'm talkin' bout
(You can see us over there)
That's a longshot
Pooh-Man f*ck with Sem, know what I'm sayin'?
But that sh*t, you know, that's a longshot, you feel what I'm sayin'?
Stone, you know
I know fa sho he done got like a quarter million dollars
Can't do this rap sh*t when you in this sh*t
Know what I'm sayin'?
But bruh locked up, you feel what I'm sayin'?
(Locked up)
The Gov, you know that n*gga really got locked up
(Super locked)
Feel what I'm sayin'?
f*ckin' with, uh, Pac and all this sh*t
(Man)
The handlebar breakers out in the end of it
So that n*gga, you feel what I'm sayin'
But he caught up, too
(Yeah, bruh's caught up)
So now, that leaves one other person with hella lines
(Who, man? Who?)
His dog, Dane Fame, feel what I'm sayin'?
(Exactly)
Man, outta Fame own mouth, feel what I'm sayin'?
(Come on, man)
He said the worst rap decision he ever made was not f*ckin' with Philthy the way he should
(Shouldn't have been no decision, though)
You feel what I'm sayin'?
For his other situation, I'ma leave that alone
Feel what I'm sayin'?
To me, I'ma keep it one hundred
It's less about the decision and more about fake love
(Yeah, that's fake love right there)
I've never had the rap lines
(Yeah)
But I had the money and had the love
So I cashed out the studio
(Fa sho)
Put the studio at Major D house
(Major D, cool daddy)
Every n*gga I got love for that can rap can get on a CD
Now I'm not gonna sit here and name I put on the town rappin', but
Can you imagine me not writin' for Weezy?
Not lettin' him on a CD?
Bein' a rapper or not, n*gga, I love this man
n*gga, I love this n*gga, this bruh, n*gga
(Mayne I love this n*gga, on pimp, n*ggas know what's up)
So imagine me bein' from Sem, with super rap plugs
And not havin' love for my young n*gga vision and ambition
No time, folks, that's not gonna happen
(No time, no time, no time)
How you gon' wanna change your life
And the n*gga with the plugs don't help you
Now, if Drake fetti had the plug, psh, it's a sure shot
You feel what I'm sayin', 'cause it's real love
Drake one of the main n*ggas that believe in bruh's vision
You feel what I'm sayin'?
That's why bruh rep lil' cous' to death
You feel what I'm sayin'?
(To death, n*gga)
Now, stayin' on topic
(On topic, n*gga)
Now if my b*tch kick me out
Now that's just for example to go on with this bit
(Hahahaha)
So if my b*tch kick me out, and Philthy let me use the van
You feel what I'm sayin'?
To go get my clothes and all the sh*t, feel what I'm sayin'?
Or, if I'm at Jack London
And I see the opps, you feel what I'm sayin'?
(There go the opps)
And I call Philthy like, "Bruh, man, what's up, man, bring that hammer thang"
(Ring, ring)
"Hammer time, let's get it started, n*gga"
Bruh slide up with the n*ggas, know what I'm sayin'?
"Boom, where they at?"
At this point, n*gga we f*ckin' with you
(Fa sho)
You one of my young n*ggas, know what I'm sayin'?
(He solid, bruh)
So when he do his rap thang, he might even wanna impress me
When he write his raps and all the sh*t, feel what I'm sayin'?
Based on genuine love
(Genuine love)
So I can't make no wor- no worse decision than that, know what I'm sayin'?
(Yeah, ain't no decision to make, mayne)
It's always gon' be, "What can I do for you, lil' bruh?"
You feel what I'm sayin'?
So he didn't make no decision, know what I'm sayin'?
When he brought that motherf*ckin' hammer, feel what I'm sayin'?
Or let a n*gga use the van, feel what I'm sayin'?
It's like I say, stayin' away from that lil' new street-ass n*gga, know what I'm sayin'?
Game recognize game, and me bein' a Mob n*gga, that's fake love, feel what I'm sayin'?
(That's fake love)
If I'm f*ckin' with you n*gga, I'm f*ckin' with you
Know what I'm sayin'?
If I'm willin' to give you a pistol, or go knock a n*gga down for you, n*gga
(Mac B-b-b-last)
I got to be boomin' to do some square-ass sh*t like plug you into the f*ckin' music scene, n*gga
(Exactly, exactly)
That's a easy decision, it shouldn't even be no decision
That's where you n*ggas f*ck up at bro, know what I'm sayin'?
That sh*t is weird to me, n*gga
(Real love, though)
I'ma give you a thang, n*gga
Or slide for you and all this type of sh*t
And I can't put you on, n*gga
Put you on your feet, man
Bruh out there givin' n*ggas APs and all type of sh*t
(Throwies and all type of sh*t)
Gotta swoop that, bro, and that's what it is, bro
(Love you, man)
Know what I'm sayin'?
(A real n*gga, though)
So if you got some fake love in you, bro
n*gga, don't sit here a-a-and try and defend yourself
(Nah, nah, that's fake, too)
Just recognize the fakeness in you
Liberate yourself
You ain't gotta tell nobody or nothin'
n*gga, look in the mirror, be like
"I been doin' some fake sh*t, I gotta get back, I gotta do right"
So you ain't gotta keep tryna get high
(Yeah)
To forget this, to forget this
(Exactly)
Smoke hella weed, forget that, forget that
n*gga, nah, n*gga, stop bein' fake
(They ain't gotta see it)
Ask the good creator for the answers, or Jesus, or whatever you believe, mayne
(You can't run from yourself)
Ask yourself, n*gga, for forgiveness
Apologize
n*gga do what the f*ck you gotta do, man, know what I'm sayin'?
(Stand up)
Stop bein' fake, n*gga
Salute this sh*t, you know what it is, man
(Gotta respect that, bro)
Yeah, yeah, fast lane, f*ckin' with it, man
(That's some real game)
From The Sem to The Jets, n*gga
(Fa sho)
Stop bein' fake, n*gga
(Sem- Sem- Sem City in the house)