Bad Name - Gang Starr, Method Man, Redman

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I hate tellin' good people bad news

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I-I-I hate-

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I hate tellin' good people bad news

Word to God, if Big and 'Pac were still here

Some of these weirdos wouldn’t act so cavalier

We all know that the game has changed

It’s crazy out here and rap’s got a bad name

Think about it, what if bling never happened

And the true artists were gettin' rich from rappin'?

Word to God, some should give

Let’s delete the politics so real hip-hop can live

Beef is what’s up now, careers are gettin' shut down

The media wants something meaty, people are fuckin' greedy

Music and culture is like a foreign language

You’d be better off stagin' a fake beef in Spanglish

Compadre, can you handle the whole weight?

¡Ay, Dios mío!, watch 'em swallow your whole plate

You used to support your fam off of this

Now you can’t even buy SPAM off of this

And I don’t deal with swine, I ain’t Dr. Phil

I’ll truly help to heal your mind

Nowadays it’s like everybody’s losin' it

Instead of them preservin' this gift, they’re all abusin' it

It’s mad drama, they want us reachin' for the llamas

Causin' hysteria, the new hip-hop criteria

And they forgot about the blood, sweat and tears

Now we see the results of all the blunts, chicks and beers

Word to God, if Big and 'Pac were still here

Some of these weirdos wouldn’t act so cavalier

We all know that the game has changed

It’s crazy out here and rap’s got a bad name

Think about it, what if bling never happened

And the true artists were gettin' rich from rappin'?

Word to God, some should give

Let’s delete the politics so real hip-hop can live

I-I-I-I-

I-I-I hate tellin' good people bad news

I-I hate-

I hate tellin' good people bad news

I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-

I hate tellin' good people bad news