Lessons lyrics

by

Killah Priest


[Intro]
(R-A what's the lesson for today Rugged Man
I am the legendary... R-A)

[Verse 1]
Yo, ayo people wondering where the f*ck I been
At the VIP section they ain't letting me in
They say "maybe if you had Dr. Dre or Timbaland"
They say "a white boy need a black boy to win
Uhh Bubba Sparxx did it and so did Slim
Just Blaze is hot now why don't you get with him"
I watch mad rappers bite my sh*t and blow up
And make millions of what I created, that's tough luck
I first started getting coverage around the same time
Steve Stoute used to carry Kid n Play's luggage
I seen rappers turned from sex symbols and heartthrobs
To being forgotten now they out looking for jobs
I seen EPMD break up
I seen my little brother Maxx fall asleep and he ain't never wake up
So when I rhyme listen, seriously
When I spit I'm giving you the truth clearly who I really be
It's an audio version of reality TV
I had deals from Russell Simmonds to Master P
Even five year old white girls be rapping today
On the playground like "go shorty it's ya birthday" (Go, go, go)
[Hook]
(Here's a little story I got to tell)
(I am the legendary
R-A Rugged Man)

[Verse 2]
Yo yo I seen good days, sun rays, church sundays
Made love, made war, been rich, been poor
Lost friends, lost lawsuits, lost my dough
Seen beef between Bad Boy and Death Row
I seen disease take the life for my sister's kid
Six months on the Earth is what he had to live
I seen Biggie, Big L, Big Pun pass away
Buffy from the Fat Boys, Jam Master Jay
A month before they blew up with Mystikal and Jay Z
The Neptunes came to see me at D&D
I knew this chick named Norah, a lounge singer
A year later she a six Grammy award winner
I seen Flatlinerz, I seen cannabisses
I seen Lil Zane, yo I seen mad misses
You Antoinette-ass b*tches get ten percent disses
I seen A&R's get fired for taking p*sses
Stop whining and b*tching, nobody listens
Who else risking they career sticking to be indifferent
Switching the tradition sticking to this sh*t they really living?
I don't care what's hitting
Listen this is my mothaf*cking life that I'm spitting
[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I'm at peace with myself now how 'bout that?
I hated life, I wanted to die a few years back
I was mentally ill it's hard to come back from that
But I got through it now, I got my sanity back
Y'all are like H-B-O fighters, get the money and fame
Get beat up like Klitschko and Sugar Shane
Or get beat like Vernon Forrest or Prince Naseem
And you all turn pus*y once you get that green
I got love for Havoc from Mobb Deep
When I was broke sleeping in the street
He hooked me up with a free beat
Alchemist you still my little buddy
Even though you stole that Royce Da 5'9" "The King" beat from me
I ain't down to sign autographs and shake ya hands
I don't want trendy ass followers for fans
I don't wanna sell records, I don't wanna be big
I don't want MTV running up in my crib
I don't wanna be liked in the music biz
I don't want fans that don't know who G Rap is

[Hook x2]
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