Lyric All The Hype

In the beginning was the hype,
the loud fanfare as I grabbed the mic.
Suckah M.C. s stepped with no clout,
don t quit your day job or your paper route.
Fantastic and so spastic,
drop dope rhymes like sonic booms,
that s the kind of hype that could clear this room.

I got hype so big,
it s stacked so high,
other M.C. s just stand and cry.
Brad slapped your Mama,
your Mama asked "why?"
When Brad says "hype",
you do or die.
Implausible, impossible,
we drop dope rhymes like sonic booms,
that s the kind of hype that could clear this room.


chorus
The packaging is nice,
we re building it to sell,
call all your people in Hollywood and Nashville.
It s one in a million,
in fact we broke the die,
it s all of the hype that your money can buy.

It s the fattest rhymes,
it s the hypest hype,
my name is Reese,
Don t call me Mike.
This song is good,
don t ask me why,
it s all the hype that your money can buy.
Falsified unjustified,
drop dope rhymes like sonic booms,
that s the kind of hype that could clear this room.

It s so wrong,
so far from true,
in secret,
I m just like you.