I’M SO MAD I COULD CRY!
Hey booskies!! HAHAHAA! I tricked you….Me? Upset? Never! I like to keep things easy breezy like Covergirl, so I never get my feathers ruffled. Yesterday, my friend @MaxBrennar told me that he told his co-worker to look at my D.O.A. video weeks ago. The co-worker was hating on it at first, but then this whole week he’s been going around the store singing my song! Now, today I’m walking to the corner store (I know it’s hot as balls out!), and a guy recognizes me from the video. At first, I’m thinking, “He’s the guy who said he was gonna snipe me.” So I immediately square up my shoulders ( cuz that’s what people do in the movies right before they get boxed! lol), and he stares me up and down. Then he says I look a million times better in person and tries to holla!!! LMFAO!!! So after I give him my number, right,…..LOL just kidding! Of course, I decline but as he walks away he says “You ain’t the only one so Brooklyn so let’s be clear!!!”
You see? The reason I don’t get mad about what people say is because deep down I know they’re feeling me!! They can’t fool their subconscious minds, and eventually their true feelings will manifest. I read some of the negative comments and its like this to me— What he’s saying: “Bitch look like Hell Rell, is corny and can’t rhyme.” But what he’s thinking is: “Damn, a chick like Overfab would never get with me.” LMAO!! Seriously, I majored in Psychology…it’s true! Anywho, people can say what they want but you’re a liar if you say I can’t rhyme. I’m not a rapper, butI’m a writer….so writing is what I do. Might not have the best delivery or flow, but the content is solid. STOP FRONTING….
Just because I’m feeling a little testy today, I’m going to post the lyrics to my D.O.A. song cuz it looks like YOUR EARS CAN’T HEAR, but YOUR EYES WON’T LIE!! (see, I just made that up? I’m dope…fuck whatcha heard!..lol)
DEATH OF AARP LYRICS
Only old ass rapper mad he gotta wear Depens
So I’ma shit on this track/ let the story begin
This is anti- grandpa/death of the baby boomers
Sit your old ass down/ leave it to autotuners
We new school, old school /this is how we do it
So you don’t confuse this for just rap music
Did you forgot that u tried to use it
And when it came out all wrong/ then you chopped and screwed it
Dude it’s totally cool if/this game aint for you no more/ just keep it moving
Please don’t bring Versace shades back/ that was so early 90s let it go it’s a wrap
And as a matter of fact/ you said you retired, Hov/ so y u keep comin back?
Your shelf life expired/ hang your jersey on the rack
Got alzheimers and forgot to stay the fuck up off a track?
Sounding like the mad rapper/ stop bitching and complaining
We love that T-Pain shit/ that got money, pop pagne make it rain shit
Old geezer, must be slow /let me explain shit
We the new kids on the block/ Jay u been on top
Your hating ass coulda let us live/and let us rock
We don’t bother when you’re chilling your rocking chair
And we aint point and laugh when you started to lose your hair
So yeah, Jay/ Fair is Fair
I’ll be the one to call you out since nobody would dare
You aint the only one so brooklyn/ so lets be clear
Flatbush bred and Flatbush fed/ so you know I don’t care
So whats it gonna be, Gramps? Truth or dare?
The truth is you’ll soon be toothless and death is near
I can smell ur old ass is crippled with fear
You aint hot/ rocking orthopedic shoes with Rocawear
I declare death to aarp/ I got no more to say
I’m hungry and you tried to starve me
You can kill autotune but you aint never gonna stop me
You prolly wanna rock me/ powder blue Rocawear suit/ White Nike me
Baby, not today
This game is for the swift/ geriatrics cant play
I gotta body bag for Jay cuz it’s D.O.A.
They expect me to believe that was whack? Yeah…no….I’m still a big deal! LOL *POW*
Until next time…
~Overfab~
August 19th, 2009 at 11:30 am
To that dude he’s a cunt for talking all that smack, then he saw you and ton fool. (jamaican accent). I’m glad you declined his ass, it was only right. But I commend you for being on your grind. You don’t care for what people say, and you do what you want to do. You are your own boss for real.