Skillz - '05 Rap Up lyrics

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[Intro]

It's your boy Skillz y'all

You know how we do it

And it's that time of the year

So I might as well get to it

Matter of fact

Year in review homes, I'm takin' it back

So would y'all mind an '05 recap? (I like that)

Aiight, well listen

[Verse]

It started off with Game, yeah his album was crack

And just like that, bam, the west coast was back

I mean, homes did his numbers plus he had a lot to say

Beefin' with Bleek and Buddens but he ain't want it with Jay

Speakin' of the west, the boy Houston tried to ride out

I bought your album dog, but you ain't have to gouge your eye out

Dabbled in paparazzi and got a quick check

I took that picture of Nelly and Ashanti that you saw on the net

And then rappers was gettin' knocked, lawyers was no option

When Kim took the stand, man we had just lost Cochran

Nas and Kelis both said "I do"

Eddie Murphy got divorced but he was married to a dude

Tigga left Rap City and we ain't know what to think

Irv turned himself in and took the Murder out the Inc.

Then Jamie got his Oscar, after that he was set

He smashed "Ray", but "Stealth"? Well that was for the check

Chappelle took fifty mil amd then he slid out the door

The hottest thing on TV, that be "The Bobby Brown Show"

Poor Bobby, dude still tryin' to be a star

But will it ever happen? Hmm... aww hell to the nah

Then cats started beefin', I ain't too sure why

Jada and 50, 50 and Joe, then Flip and T.I.

And I'm beefin' wit' Mickey D's man, y'all dead wrong

Talkin' 'bout payin' rappers to mention Big Macs in their song

We do rap from the heart, y'all better have some respect

Alright, Big Mac! Big Mac! Big Mac! Now where's my check?

"Ordinary People" was a hell of a song

And I ain't the only one who got sick of hearin' "Who is Mike Jones?!"

I'm like the next man, I got love for the south

We know your name Mike, I'm just wishin' you'd close your mouth

And then "I'm a--I'm a hustler," that joint was wicked

But soon as Cass got to poppin', man them boys came to get him

Mariah, she came back, she had our support

Mike Jackson, innocent, moonwalked right out of court

Nick Cannon and Christina, man they was havin' relations

And then 50 kicked Game out at the radio station

How can two men go so hard and diss each other?

Then at the press conference look like they 'bout to kiss each other?

And then Free and AJ quit and the world'll never know why

I miss her too AJ, but damn, did you have to cry?

Well if it don't make dollars then it don't make sense

And it's sad cuz BET ain't really been the same since

And this is not speculation y'all, I'm statin' the facts

So would y'all mind if I continue? (I like that)

Alright well listen

Cats gotta hustle and you just can't stop it

R. Kelly, well his hustle happened to be "Trapped in the Closet"

Dude went all out, he was like a full fledged actor

Had us hangin' on every word like chapter for chapter

But he never went to trial, how soon y'all forget

By the time his case come up we'll be on Chapter 106

Destiny's Child said the group thing had lost its flavor

And everybody read Superhead's book except Fantasia

DipSet started poppin' and brainwashed the kids

No matter where you went you couldn't escape Jeezy's ad libs

Yeah, the Snowman went to work

And once they found out what it meant, they banned the damn t-shirts

Ying Yang did their thing with The Whisper Song

They locked Kim up, but they let my man Sigel come home

And then Gwen Stefani came with "Hollaback Girl"

Looked like she had been in Harlem hangin' with black girls

T.O. was playin' games, but he kept on teasin' us

Turned his back on his team and messed their season up

Ma$e came back to rap but we had heard that before

And "Run's House", well that was damn near like "The Cosby Show"

We found out the real truth about Jay and Dame

Hov skated on dude and kept the Roc-A-Fella name

Then Dame's show debuted and the ratings was wack

"Ultimate Hustler", well umm, I don't know about that

Eminem went on tour and filled up all the seats

But when the "Curtain Call" came, he found it hard to sleep

It's better you than me Em, huh, cuz it couldn't be Skillz

I couldn't have that kind of bread and spend it on sleepin' pills

Be for real cuz Common's "BE" album was ill

I got sick of rappers smilin', showin' their grills

And Eve had a porno, but if you blinked it was gone

And then Suge got shot by dude was some pink pants on

Ciara and Bow Wow, they started datin' right

I mean he's three feet, there's no way that he's layin' the pipe

And then all rap music was comin' from the south

Tom Cruise got whipped so he jumped on the couch

But that was nothing, we was headed to a bigger arena

Because we all got burnt by this woman named Katrina

God's daughter sat in the water and came from around the back

She wasn't a cutie, but trust me, her eye was all that

And she ain't have a home but had a jones for guys that was black

She looked down at New Orleans and was like (I like that)

The news was so sad, it was like a modern day slaughter

And I ain't even gonna talk about what was floatin' in that water

See, it was sort of like watchin' a 9/11 sequel

Then Kanye said Bush didn't care about black people

We was all like "Yeah, what he's sayin' is true"

But I'm like 'ye, white people just started carin' about you!

I mean his album still sold, he ain't really blow his chance

But he set us all back with that damn "Gold Digger" dance

And then we lost Luther, the number one singer for soul

And then the league hit the players with a new dress code

LeBron was cool but other cars was mad at it

Cuz if Shaq get one suit made, there goes all the fabric

On VH1 Big Daddy Kane was the man

HU Homecoming somebody tried to shoot up Cam

Botched carjackin', nah fam, that was wrong

Them dudes was just tryin' to shoot theyself

Cuz they like "The Whistle Song"

I might start singin' homie, don't provoke me

T-Pain had a hit singin' karaoke

And then 50 looked crazy on the cover of GQ

He put his movie out, and yeah Usher did too

But keep your mind on your music cuz your actin' is through

So much for the movies, mmm I guess it do what it do

And Trina and Lil' Wayne, they both came out happy

But this a sad day when we dancin' to "Laffy Taffy"

And I ain't hatin' on the South cuz most of it is raw

"Oh I think they like me," nah I don't think I like none of y'all

So in that '06 we gon' have to make that fire

I send my respects out to Tookie and my man Richard Pryor

Jay-Z declared war but then he changed his plans

Cuz by the end of the show he was shakin' Nas's hand

Even Diddy let The L.O.X. come back and get their paper

After Kiss said he was gonna hit 'em with a refrigerator

I made an indie album, next one is ready to go

Me and all the DJs in the world shout out my man Justo

And the "Stop Snitchin" thing y'all, it ain't gon' work

I told y'all I saw a seven year old with a "Stop snitchin" shirt

And don't get me wrong homie cuz I ain't tryin' to be a preacher

But I'm like "Man who snitched on you? Your kindergarten teacher?"

If it make the news, Skillz gonna put it in the mix

Til then Happy New Year y'all, welcome to 2006

yeah!