2PRETTY4HIPHOP

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Must I first pull a
trigger so I can be a
if my pants is bigger does that make me a
If my skin is dark like Jigger's can I then be a

Won't be no quitter I can be a Now here's a little story about what happened to me
When I took my precious demo tape to a record company
They took one look at me, said I belong in a boy band
They never even listened to the tape in my hand
I said to them slow your roll, Sean's got some soul
I ain't Kelly Rowland my life ain't about to get stole
My goal is to be a legend of the hiphop fraternity
But my popstar gig was about to hit maternity
So there I was about to sign this record deal
But somethin' about it just didn't feel so real
I knew I had to follow my heart from the start
If my music went "pop" I couldn't play the part
It was hard but I knew for sure I should take a pass
'Cause the life of a popstar simply wouldn't last
They spat venom and said I would pay the ultimate price
Those A&R execs gave me this advice They said

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Son you better stop 'cause you're 2pretty4hiphop
The fans will love you they will love you not
'Cause you're 2pretty4hiphop
Sean you better stop 'cause you're to pretty for hiphop
They will love you they will love you not
'Cause you're 2pretty4hiphop

So I rounded up my crew to find out what I could do
To change from the old pretty me to the new
Now what was I to do maybe get a few tattoos
Maybe sag my jeans till it hangs over my shoes
And get a few scars like the Billboard rap stars
Get the bling-bling and cruise around in flashy cars
Go shoot up a club, smoke blunts to the stub
Party hard all night and be everybody's bud
Flash the cash and get them groupies all up in my grill
Get the bill for their fill of their favourite pill
Still I felt uneasy in my new rap skin
I don't wanna win if this is what it means to be in
Gave it up 'cause the means should justify the end
That's when the problems blew up all over again
Even my manager quit 'cause he couldn't sell my style
Said I should think about this for a little while He said

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Kept wondering what's wrong do I look hard enough
Homies say I should pack a gat be gangsta tough
Take a few slugs like 50 cent and roll like a thug
Smash my face to be a lookalike of Jah Rule's mug
Get collagen implants to front lips like Jay Z's
Maybe look more like ODB than Alicia Keys
Shoot porn like Snoop fit bulletproof glass to my coup
Get some hang time on my hoop sip Kristal with my soup
Maybe stir up some beef with a rapper on the kwaito side
And shoot off at the mouth till we both end up died
Bad press mixed with sex equals copious success
Maybe confess to sniffin' lines and get my life in a mess
Sue my mom for doin' drugs and not givin' me hugs
Make threats to shoot a gun without loading the slugs
The kinda things I gotta do just to stay hiphop legit
They said the road less traveled is the one I should quit They said

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