Alter Ego
Oooooh ooh-hooo yeahhhh ahem
Ay play that back one more time okay here we go
Ay who dat
It's Black-Ty
What's goin on man
I gotta holla at you about somethin
Give me one second
Nah you been ignorin me for years
I wanna talk to you right now about my rap career
But I'ma take you way back to when you first start rappin
Member you was in the rap group Triple Went Pack
Mannn I don't wanna talk now I'm in the vocal booth
Tryin to get this song done like I'm supposed to do
I need you to get up outta here
I don't wanna talk to you about no rap career
See that's the problem
We don't share the same vision
I've been tryin to think of what to say to make yo' a** listen
But nah every time I bring up the subject
You comin back at me talkin R&B sh*t
Cause I know hip-hop is a dangerous game
I love hip-hop but I don't want that thing
All my concerts got girls in the audience
I don't want nobody tryin to take my life and sh*t
Yeah right you know you wanna get back on the mic
Cause every time you on stage singin you cuffin the mic
Tellin your fans to put they hands in the motherf**kin air
And wave 'em side to side like they just don't care
But the rap game to me seems shady
All them diss records will probably drive me crazy
All the ladies give me love when I go to club
I don't wanna have to keep my eyes out for no thugs
Aight I admit it the rap game's a little shady
But they ain't gon' ever dance in the club to songs like"Sweet Lady"
I see you pop bottles with top models and then you go to the floor
You dance to e'rybody's sh*t but yours
Mmm ni**a you startin to piss me off
Won't you climb back in your box Black-Ty get lost
I can't believe you send that 'bout my song"Sweet Lady"
Please leave me alone you about to drive me crazy
Man you trippin it's way cheaper to make a rap album
Ten to fifteen thou' you payin 100 thou' per track
And you don't wanna rap ni**a
Put out two or three albums and go platinum ni**a Damn
Mmm man I'm not listenin to you
I love R&B this is what I do
R&B's the reason that I'm drivin that Bentley
House on the hill bank account got plenty
So ni**a don't talk to me about R&B
When every rap ni**a out tryin to sing
Yeah that's true but I ain't gon' ever do that sh*t
I'ma call a R&B ni**a to sing that sh*t
Matter of fact think about it
Me and you can be on the same record
Me on the verses and you can sing the hooks and sh*t
Man I guarantee we'll win a Grammy with that
That's on me we'll shake up the industry with that
Probably so but no I don't wanna do a song wit'chu
Cause I probably never ever get along wit'chu
Who do you think you are talkin to me
Ni**a get up outta here 'fore I call my security
Call 'em I don't give a f**k we from Watts remember
I walk right past the sign that said 'Do Not Enter'
Matter of fact you a singer why you need security
Ain't nobody even after you; you Hollywood dude
Ni**a hold up I got a phone call comin through
This is Tyrese Gibson the movie star
I make more money than both of you
While you talkin rap and R&B dude
Everybody that raps or sing is makin movies
Why is that
Cause ain't no money in the music industry; one
Uh damn did he hang up the phone
Yeah the ni**a's Hollywood he's gone
Like I was sayin
I just wanna get at you about some business homie
Ooooh man I don't wanna talk to you about this sh*t no more
Please get out of my vocal booth and walk out the door
Who do you think you are talkin to me
I'm a singer and all my fans love me
I ain't tryin to stop you from singin R&B
I been in a little box for 12 years I just wanna breathe
Let me out please I guarantee
That everybody in this industry gon' wanna do a song with me
Awwww damn let me think about it
Awwww damn I'm done thinkin about it
Hell no hell no
I don't know if I'm ready to let you out
These niggaz might not understand what you about
You might be cursin and callin women out they names
It might be disrespectful to my whole fanbase
Nah man I got a whole lot of respect for these hoes
I'm just f**kin with you ni**a for real it's a joke
Nah man I don't really think this sh*t is real funny
Because of my fans I made a whole lot of money
I was able to travel around the world and sh*t
Five-star hotels with black cards and sh*t
I know I never won a Grammy so what
Everywhere I go my fans show me so much loooove
F**k it pssh
Guess I ain't gon' ever be able to get through to you
I don't give up that easy though
I'ma get at you tomorrow
Go ahead and finish your lil' R&B song punk
