No More Fans - 欧阳靖 (MC Jin)

The emcee

Golden child

We crafty

Yo G I had this crazy dream last night man

The world was upside down yo

Everybody was trying to get in the industry

All I could say was

I swear ya'll where's the fans ya'll

Ain't nobody even sitting in the stands ya'll

You rap manage produce what

Aw shut the f**k up

Its like I went to sleep last night and things were all fine

Woke up all of a sudden everybody rhymes

That's how the sh*t seems

Everytime I turn around all I hear is yo let me spit sixteen

Is it me or do I got a sign on my forehead

That says wanna get signed just rhyme go head

All this rapping got me stressing

I wonder if this only happens in my profession

Like when Jordan had the number one spot

You think they ran up on him like you got a see my jumpshot

I don't know maybe its just me

But you should need a license to call yaself a emcee

You must be joking right you ain't d**e or tight

And peep what happened last night at the open mic

When they called for heads to go up and spit

The whole club got on stage ain't that some sh*t

I swear ya'll where's the fans ya'll

Ain't nobody even sitting in the stands ya'll

You rap manage produce what

Aw shut the f**k up

I swear ya'll where's the fans ya'll

Ain't nobody even sitting in the stands ya'll

You rap manage produce what

Aw shut the f**k up

I'd be platinum believe ya ears

If I sold every demo I received in the last three years

I ain't bragging but I been around the world touring

You never left ya house you just stay on the forums

Open for criticism everytime I spit it

But who the f**k died and made you the head critic

Be the ones with no talent whining how

Always got something to complain about like Simon Cowell

I woulda made the first verse the third

More ad libs and before the chorus add a bridge

Like you got the formula for making a hit

Only time you ever drop something nasty is taking a sh*t

If you got something to say make it legit

But it seems like these bastards ain't gonna quit

See they'll dis you knowing that their raps ain't official

Turn around and be like can I do a track with you

I swear ya'll where's the fans ya'll

Ain't nobody even sitting in the stands ya'll

You rap manage produce what

Aw shut the f**k up

I swear ya'll where's the fans ya'll

Ain't nobody even sitting in the stands ya'll

You rap manage produce what

Aw shut the f**k up

I know you feel like everyday you get a bit closer

In your room dolo spitting to jay's poster

Its cools to chase dreams but I'd advise

You play it safe don't quit ya 9 to 5

That's just reality stop ducking it

Like eating steak with a butterknife you ain't cutting it

Oh cause he ya cousin you got him on the track

Demo didn't even make it to the bottom of the stack

Sick of so called producers yall get tired

Kick the same sales pitch yo my sh*t is fire

If that's true get ya turn to see me

But ya beats ain't even hot enough to burn a CD

They never fail to blow my high

Talking about I manage so and so and did blah blah blah

I sign autographs shake hands and never think

Cause nowadays fans are damn near extinct

I swear ya'll where's the fans ya'll

Ain't nobody even sitting in the stands ya'll

You rap manage produce what

Aw shut the f**k up

I swear ya'll where's the fans ya'll

Ain't nobody even sitting in the stands ya'll

You rap manage produce what

Aw shut the f**k up

Where they at

Nobody

Where they at

Nobody