Skillz, “2010 Rap Up” (Lyrics)

2 Jan

Skillz is back for the 15 minutes he gets every year. You don’t realize how elementary the rap is until you see the lyrics, which are after the jump. (Pic via HHNM.)

Download “2010 Rap Up” on iTunes.

Lyrics

Aight, it’s time to get in
Now where should I begin?
To run back the ratchetness to 2010
Profound sounds, yeah, I cut the track up
I’ma get it in, this the 2010 Rap Up
Now Waka Flocka went hard and got shot in the paint
Kelis went a little harder, took Nas to the bank
All that bread on the monthly? Son, that’s crazy
Did I mention the fact she only had one baby?
Then the quake hit Haiti, and left us in awe
So pray for them, and pray you never see the things they saw
“We Are The World” got made just to donate bucks
No I in we, though, I just think we fucked that up
Sade came back and blessed the world wit’ a gift
John Mayer went there, let the N-word slip
And Yung Berg got robbed by his peers
It’s not ’09, though, he just seems to do that every year
50 Cent tried to take out Ross
Look like it ain’t work, Fif, you might have to take that loss
Rozay, he had some heat
Had everybody from the ‘burbs thinkin’ they was Big Meech
Ross had a good year, that’s fact
But him baggin’ Stacey Dash? Mmm, I don’t know ’bout that
Now, I might sound thirsty
But Erykah Badu’s video? Woo, Lord have mercy
And I don’t mean to sound foul
But if I could hit that, I’d dress up like a clown right now
So don’t tempt me
And nobody had one, but we was rappin’ ’bout Beamer, Benz and Bentleys
Mel Gibson? Spazzed out for real
Idiots of the year? BP, for the oil spill
And Wayne went to jail for his gat
They said he had a music player, where he hide that at?
No matter where you looked, it was hard to miss Drake
But easy to miss 50 when he lost that weight
LeBron made a decision, that move was bold
But he had to take the heat once the Heat got cold
Hey, Cleveland, I’ll holler
‘Bron’s the reason a hot dog in Cleveland’ll cost ya 84 dollars
The iPhone prototype, that got jacked
Shout to rappers that was dumb enough to touch Kat Stacks
I know what you thinkin’, kid
And no, I didn’t touch her, but I know a lot of rappers that did
Kanye had Twitter goin’ nuts
Man, y’all funny, since when you cared about the World Cup?
Facebook, talk of the town
And don’t lie, you know you was cryin’ right along wit’ Chris Brown
But in the new year, what I don’t wanna see
Is Montana Fishburne or a movie in 3-D
And Swizz wifed Alicia Keys
The volcano cloud had me and Jazzy Jeff stuck overseas
And rappers, they weren’t excitin’
But I’d hate to see your parents if you came out lookin’ like 50 Tyson
And Antoine Dodson, that was that was just trife
Wit’ all that “Hide ya kids and hide ya wife”
Man, the industry sucks
‘Cause we started off laughin’ at both of them, but now they laughin’ at us
I’m just askin’
How Lady Gaga can wear some raw meat, but y’all call that fashion
And Fantasia, she went the suicide route
Oh, you gon’ kill yourself? Before your album come out?
Lil Wayne came home like jail was a fad
They sold us big iPhones and they called ’em iPad
And we all got barraged
By the many faces and many voices of Nicki Minaj
Ol’ girl got it in
And before the year was over, she was already beefin’ wit’ Kim
Lindsay Lohan, behind bars
I guess I wasn’t ‘sposed to notice that a dancer won Dancing With the Stars
The Census came, tryna get the count right
And Paris Hilton, well, she got caught wit’ the white
And Petey Pablo need a reverend
Dawg, a gun? In an airport? On 9/11?
Obama still tryna do his thing
They caught T.I. wit’ three pills and sent him back to the bing
Miley Cyrus had us at a loss for words
A lot of y’all got addicted to Angry Birds
The miners got freed live on TV
Y’all coulda gave ’em, maybe a Double Down from KFC
YouTube views, that could getcha some bread
Ask that li’l white boy with the real big head
Usher came back, and still claimin’ king
He signed Justin Bieber, though, can you say cha-ching?
Willow whipped her hair, and hit the perfect score
Rather see hers than anybody on Jersey Shore
Republicans, ha, they still trippin’
A Wikileak? Nah, where I’m from, man, we call that snitchin’
Raz B and Chris Brown, they had some words
I got three for Raz B: You got served
I hear a lot of Rap Ups getting made for real
Eh, he’s all right, but he’s not Skillz
With that being said, I send a RIP
To Guru, Gary Coleman and Miss Teena Marie
Apache, Eyedea, and Lena Horne the star
Huddy Combs, Hideo, and Cool DJ Lar
May they all rest in heaven
The Rap Up is wrapped up, I’ll catch y’all in 2011

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