Tom MacDonald – I Hate Hip Hop Lyrics

I Hate Hip Hop By Tom MacDonald

I’m not a Youtube rapper come on give me credit
I don’t need to do reaction’s to get views okay I said it
Not a label rapper, Im way too offensive
Go ahead and call me clickbait I made millions independent
I’m not a mumble rapper y’all understand every single word
I’m not takin’ xanax rappin’ ’bout money, liquor and girls
Not a Soundcloud rapper I got hits you actually have heard
I exist outside the internet done shows around the world
Not a boomer rapper I’m not stuck in 1990
I like Wu-tang, but that vibe is kinda old and grimy
Not a conscious rapper, auto’s rapper sound like SJ dubs
Not a gangster rapper cool enough without being a thug
I’m not country rap, I don’t play guitar, I don’t drive a truck
I don’t chew tobacco get the Chevy stuck 10 feet of mud
I’m not horrorcore, I don’t paint my face
I don’t trip, I can only be myself and I am Tom Macdonald, ***

I think i gotta let them know
Ayy, Ayy, Ayy
And let me say it from the soul man

I hate Hip Hop!
How dare you call me a rapper
When all these rappers don’t have nothin’ left to say
I hate Hip Hop!
It’s full of liars and actors
These little rappers about as real as they name
I hate Hip Hop!
Keep the glits and the glamour
‘Cause all these rapper’s are puttin’ kids in they graves
I hate Hip Hop!
The whole culture is cancer
They’d *** their momma for some clout and a chain

I’m not a mainstream rapper I think they’re pathetic
I don’t compromise my vision just so I can sell some records
I’m not underground that means it’s hard to sell it (Hard to sell it)
I’ve got masterpiece love masterbeing catchy with a message
I’m not whiteboy rapper actually got that juice and call the vibe
Pumpin’ Eminem, don’t mean that all you boomers really rhyme
Not a corny rapper spittin’ every song in double time
Say so much, and don’t say nothin’ bunch of garbage in your lines
Not a lil rapper I ain’t auto-tune in every song
I ain’t makin’ tunes exclusively by drinkin’ at the club
Not a candy rapper I ain’t makin’ albums full off pop
I ain’t Macklemore or Logic, Lil dicky or Asher Roth
I ain’t emo rap, I ain’t sheddin’ tears
I don’t cut myself I don’t romanticize *** up on mental health
I ain’t back-pack rap that’s my grandad’s rap
Please don’t take this as a diss
I’m just Tom Macdonald ***

I think i gotta let them know
Ayy, Ayy, Ayy
And let me say it from the soul man

I hate Hip Hop!
How dare you call me a rapper
When all these rappers don’t have nothin’ left to say
I hate Hip Hop!
It’s full of liars and actors
These little rappers about as real as they name
I hate Hip Hop!
Keep the glits and the glamour
‘Cause all these rapper’s are puttin’ kids in they graves
I hate Hip Hop!
The whole culture is cancer
They’d *** their momma for some clout and a chain

Im so used of hearin’ people hate, I get it
Hip Hop hates me and I hate it too it’s been this way forever
I don’t move like them I’ll never be accepted (No, no, no)
I got rich without a co-sign I will hold you ’cause you’re jealous
I don’t want the clout, I don’t need a friend
Y’all can keep your beats
Never signed a deal so every dollar goes to me
I been humble ain’t been flexin’
Ain’t been showin’ out my blessings
Maybe y’all should take a second to make sure y’all get the message
I’m in beast mode, check the teeth cloth
I don’t need dough
Everything is Vendi, Gucci, Sace Louis V oh
Nothin’ new to me, no
Too much green to keep, bro
Hundred thousand dollars every hour that I sleep for
I don’t talk about it ’cause the way my momma raised me good
All these rappers hate me, if they don’t I’ll say they maybe should
H-O-G the army they say crazy is as crazy does
So watch yourself, blood on our hands
I’ll bother us we bath in blood

I hate Hip Hop!
How dare you call me a rapper
When all these rappers don’t have nothin’ left to say
I hate Hip Hop!
It’s full of liars and actors
These little rappers about as real as they name
I hate Hip Hop!
Keep the glits and the glamour
‘Cause all these rapper’s are puttin’ kids in they graves
I hate Hip Hop!
The whole culture is cancer
They’d *** their momma for some clout and a chain