Dear Hip Hop - Bizzle

Dear Hip-hop, It’s me your foster child

I’m writing this cuz i feel we should sit and talk awhile

It may sound like i’m crazy, but i feel like your baby

Spend more time with chu' then my own folks so it’s just like you raised me

You taught me to walk, said I should have swag

Taught me how to dress, thats why I let my pants sag

You taught me how to be a man like i ain’t have a dad

You taught me how to talk, that’s why my grammars bad

You taught me self-defense, a little rule of thumb, you never wanna fight son,

use a gun

See when you use a gun you don’t have to respect them, u can talk to them how

you want then pull out and check em'

You told me women ain’t ish but hoes and tricks

And never to love them just cut em' move on and dip

You never told me what to do if i slipped and had a kid

All i remember is move on and dip

And make it rain when she get on the pole and strip

But if she respectable then why ain’t she suppose to trick (?)

And if i see my brother get done wrong and just turn ur back and let it happen

but dont you snitch

You had me thinking heart and real were the same thing, like you real if you

have the heart to kill and gang bang

You never told me if I take his life, his pain is for a second but it’s forever

present in his babys life

You carried the spirit of banging across the nation, and they embraced it

because you put it in song formation

You taught me I dont need school I can rap, and while waiting for my music to

move I can trap

I used to wanna be one, you told me to hate the cops

Now they can only beat and mistreat us cuz we ain’t the cops

I thought you had my best interest, maybe not

So I’m writing this letter to tell u thanks alot

Dear HipHop (x4)

Dear hiphop, I met my real father

He said he loved me and he missed me and I’m not forgotten

He left me tons of messages but i must not of got em, I guess you must of lost

them, but anyway i found them

When i was just a younging you told me daddy left

I ran and checked and it says he’s always been at that address

He said is was me who left him, he just respected my choice

You showed me candy and toys and i was just a boy

He told me wait for sex, but we ain’t wanna wait

Now it’s abortions and broken homes plus a bunch of aids

He told me to love my women, protect and provide, you told me if i love her

only do it for a night

He said if i really loved her than wife her and go in for life like a lifer,

man up and make sure your family tight

Ill never with-hold good from you but its got to be right, if it ain’t you

might have to wait till after this life

He said to speak up when you see injustice, its thinking you weak when you

speak on evil and whats the streets becoming

He told our children are innocent, you teach them a sexual dance we re-tape it

then post it up on the internet

He told me love my brother, almost like what you said but you said if he looked

at me wrong i can bust his head

He said His Son is over everything, You either serve God or money,

You told me money over everything!

He said its never to late to come and join the family, he said they all been

waiting for me they rejoiced to have me

And that’s the point of this letter, I wrote it so you know as sure as you know

it, i decided i’m going home