I Hate Hip-Hop - Tom MacDonald

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ah

Okay

Yeah

I’m not a Youtube rapper, come on give me credit

I don’t need to do reaction’s to get views, okay I said it

Not a label rapper, I’m way too offensive (Too offensive)

Go ahead and call me clickbait, I made millions independent

I’m not a mumble rapper, Y’all understand every single word

I’m not takin' Xanax, rappin' 'bout money, liquor, and girls

Not a Soundcloud rapper, I got hits you actually have heard

I exist outside the internet, done shows around the world

Not a boombap rapper, I’m not stuck in 1990

I like Wu-tang, But that vibe is kinda old and grimy

Not a conscious rapper, all those rappers sound like SJ dubs

Not a gangster rapper, cool enough without being a thug

I’m not country rap, I don’t play guitar, I don’t drive a truck

I don’t chew tobacco, Get the Chevy stuck 10 feet of mud

I’m not horror-core, I don’t paint my face

I don’t trip, I can only be myself and I am Tom Macdonald, bitch

I think I gotta let them know

Ayy, Ayy, Ayy

And let me say it from the soul man

I hate Hip Hop

How dare you call me a rapper

When all these rappers don’t have nothin' left to say

I hate Hip Hop

It’s full of liars and actors

These little rappers about as real as they names

I hate Hip Hop

Keep the glits and the glamour

'Cause all these rapper’s are puttin' kids in they graves

I hate Hip Hop

The whole culture is cancer

They’ll kill their momma for some clout and a chain

I’m not a mainstream rapper, I think they’re pathetic

I don’t compromise my vision, just so I can sell some records (No)

I’m not underground, that means it’s hard to sell it (Hard to sell it)

I’ve got Master P, love master being catchy with a message

I’m not whiteboy rapper, Actually got that juice and call the vibe

Pumpin' Eminem, don’t mean that all you boomers really rhyme

Not a corny rapper, spittin' every song in double time

Say so much and don’t say nothin', bunch of garbage in your lines

Not a lil rapper, I ain’t auto-tunein' every song

I ain’t makin' tunes exclusively by drinkin' at the club

Not a candy rapper, I ain’t makin' albums full off pop

I ain’t Macklemore, or Logic, Lil Dicky or Asher Roth

I ain’t emo rap, I ain’t sheddin' tears

I don’t cut myself, I don’t romanticize suicide up on mental health

I ain’t back-pack rap, that’s my grandad’s rap

Please don’t take this as a diss

I’m just Tom Macdonald, bitch

I think I gotta let them know

Ayy, Ayy, Ayy

And let me say it from the soul man

I hate Hip Hop

How dare you call me a rapper

When all these rappers don’t have nothin' left to say

I hate Hip Hop

It’s full of liars and actors

These little rappers about as real as they names

I hate Hip Hop

Keep the glits and the glamour

'Cause all these rapper’s are puttin' kids in they graves

I hate Hip Hop

The whole culture is cancer

They’ll kill their momma for some clout and a chain

I’m so used of hearin' people hate, I get it

Hip Hop hates me, and I hate it too it’s been this way forever

I don’t move like them, I’ll never be accepted (No, no, no)

I got rich without a co-sign, I will hold you 'cause you’re jealous

I don’t want the clout, I don’t need a friend

Y’all can keep your beats

Never signed a deal, so every dollar goes to me

I been humble, ain’t been flexin'

Ain’t been showin' off my blessings

Maybe y’all should take a second to make sure y’all get the message

I’m in beast mode, check the teeth glow

I don’t need dough

Everything is Vendi, Gucci, Sace Louis V, Oh

Nothin' new to me, no

Too much green to keep, vro

Hundred thousand dollars every hour that I sleep for

I don’t talk about it, 'cause the way my momma raised me good

All these rappers hate me, If they don’t I’ll say they maybe should

H-O-G, the army they say crazy is as crazy does

So watch yourself, blood on our hands

I’ll bother us we bath in blood

I hate Hip Hop

How dare you call me a rapper

When all these rappers don’t have nothin' left to say

I hate Hip Hop

It’s full of liars and actors

These little rappers about as real as they names

I hate Hip Hop

Keep the glits and the glamour

'Cause all these rapper’s are puttin' kids in they graves

I hate Hip Hop

The whole culture is cancer

They’ll kill their momma for some clout and a chain