Updated & Still Hated

This is Hip Hop, they said to grab the wall
Graffiti artists, b-boys, DJ’s and all
Plus Freddie B, an emcee tryin' to answer his call
I’m gettin' fingered for the writing on the bathroom stall
This is Hip Hop, they said to grab the wall
Graffiti artists, b-boys, DJ’s and all
Plus Freddie B, an emcee tryin' to answer his call
?? what I left on the bathroom stall
Even the best man wants to expand in his field
So I make plans shake hands destiny revealed
The rest of me can feel like appeal to the mass
To be down with the sound that was passed through class
From break-fast to lunch I’ve head this hunch
I’ve upgraded but still hated with lines that punch
Make’n sound waves that engrave like a harpie
Takin' a sec to reflect on my sharpie
Consume harsh words grazin' me a flesh wound
Straight like a harpoon headed for restroom
Sittin' in the stall with my walkman on
Heavy stressed out like the 98 tribe song
It’ll thin out pull my pen out once more
Sittin' contour usin' my life as metaphor
So I’ll tag my name to explain my pain
Like a true graff writer whose a fighter untamed
I strut out head high, gleam in my eye
People walk by sayin' what’s wrong with that guy?
Feelin' okay used to be nervous like O. J
Not a role play characterized a strange way
Surrounded by daps and hand claps for improvin'
But then the wind changed and my pain wasn’t soothin'
They paused with open jaws and raised eye brows
As their praise went south like the numbers on dow
Jones I spin poems like cyclones
Gave props where it’s due and then they left me alone
But i didn’t true to lie never once deny
But as I turned to walk away here was my reply
This is Hip Hop, they said to grab the wall
Graffiti artists, b-boys, DJ’s and all
Plus Freddie B, an emcee tryin' to answer his call
Gettin' fingered for the writing on the bathroom stall
This is Hip Hop, they said to grab the wall
Graffiti artists, b-boys, DJ’s and all
Freddie B, an emcee tryin' to answer his call
?? what I tagged on the bathroom stall
I tried to state my case so I can keep my place
Among hip hop’s unique with the beats and breaks
But I’m supposed to be secluded to a corner of the art
I produce emcee and b-boy playin' my part
It’s a rampart runnin' through the gauntlet you talk wit
Saw a spot on the territory and I marked it
FB the scarlet letter taggin' it’s a sin
I’m never gonna win so I’m say it again
This is Hip Hop, they said to grab the wall
Graffiti artists, b-boys, DJ’s and all
Freddie B, an emcee tryin' to answer his call
Gettin' fingered for the writing on the bathroom stall
This is Hip Hop, they said to grab the wall
Graffiti artists, b-boys, DJ’s and all
Freddie B, an emcee tryin' to answer his call
Gettin' fingered for the writing on the bathroom stall
This is Hip Hop