Artist: Kane Mayfield
Album:  The Return of Rap
Song:   Subprime
Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com, Kane Mayfield

Uh, dun-dun-dun, da-da
You they tapping your computer...
Yo...
 
[Kane Mayfield]
If you got two dollars, your girl got two dollars
How you buy a house for nine dollars?
How you subscribe to that logic?
I heard it's a good deal, it's rare
Paying a quarter for a dime is not honest
You sign the paper, make a promise
They call you subprime, you not bothered??
It's less than... the best then... oh, I guess then
Old rich banker must be like your best friend
This ain't a deal, you just doin 'em a solid
Fannie Mae catch a lick, trickle-down economics
You got boots with no straps on 'em
Can't pull yo' self up when they whip you on your back, Toby!
Where yo' chips? Where yo' cash, homey?
Pay yo' rent, spend your last on it, flash of the diamonds
You silly billy cause Diddy got fruit vodka
Hova got a ball team, so you cop shoe closet
That's where we live in comparison to wealth
We be watching TV and compare it to ourself
Clothes make the man, dudes braggin 'bout they belt?!
Welcome to the danger zone, raw no baking soda

"Think they tapping your computer, your computer is a tap" <- Homeboy Sandman
"Think they tapping your computer..."

Now that last line was not fly - (Why?)
Cause crack game chat should not inspire - (Ahhhh...)
Okay, looking from the outside (okay), and only from the outside
You'll never get it that cheap, that pure
That un-investigated, the jail time assured
Your bail high, they yell "Heil Hitler" at the cure
Because you're sick (hah-choo!), bed-ridden
Panthers ain't blow up shit, they fed children
And that's more dangerous
Now they give your kid jail food and you pay for it
Here's another chapter: if any man or rapper, look into a camera
And tell you he a criminal, probably an actor
That's not a dis, that's just common damn sense
Pure business, think about it, who is his connect?
Who does transaction with a company that says
that they ain't never pay taxes? And that's the slogan:
"We don't pay taxes - fuck a POTUS!"
For how many days would that store be open?
Have you met a drug dealer, for real
with a huge gold chain and wood grain on the wheels?
Who Instagram money, and has no chill?
And is on TV, and doesn't go to jail?
Hmm?? NO, NIGGA!! You haven't!
They not coke dealers, it's faux nigga braggin
Here's the REAL hustle, if Ford sells cars
And Ford knows dumb people wanna be stars
They take the artist with the song in the club
Let 'em whisper, "Buy Ford!" through your little earbuds
Here's the logic, if you would pay double for piss-quality vodka
Shieeet~! What would you pay for this Dodge Charger?
Oh, you don't want it? It must be you ain't got it!
Nigga, get yo' chips up!

And if you ballin, throw yo' wrists up!
And wave 'em from side to side!
"Umm, attention all stick-up kids!"
Everybody with their hand in the air is a victim