Rumours Songtext
von Mr. Shadow feat. Lil Rob

Hi, this is Steve Austin reporting live from San Diego, California
I′m here with two controversial rappers from the city
Little Rob and Mr. Shadow, AKA the Mayhem Clique
And we're talking about rumors
Now Little Rob, we understand you have
An album out entitled The Crazy Life
Can you tell us what kind of rumors have
Emerged since the release of that album
And some of the things you′ve been through?

Well let me put it like this
All these fools talking shit all the time
I was system with the bullet representing the 619
But these fools couldn't take it, they didn't want me to make it

And so they′d rather hate it because they just can′t fade it
Gang related, situated, now I'm back
These putos talking smack but I kinda like that


In a way and one day I might say
That the ones who helped me do this had it in me all the time
And I knew this, I′m still foolish, fools are clueless
To what I can do with my ability
Thought of myself as a cholo, not a real MC
And so I did what I did, I'm so glad that I did it
Because it put some chips in my pocket when I finish
Using words like compa, simon, and le va
People try to put me down but end up floating down the river
See I told you twice before but I′ll say it one more time

You do your thing homes, but I'ma do mine

And basically that′s what I think
All these fucking fools can talk all
The fucking shit they want about me
'Cause I can give a fuck, know what I mean?
Just proves I'm above their level, you know?

So Shadow, I understand you′re having
Similar problems to those of Little Rob′s
Is there anything you would like to say to them playa haters?
And if so, what would it be?

Man, I gotta give it up to them punks trying to diss me
Talking mad shit 'cause they miss me
Reminisce me because they used to talk hate about my rhymes
And when they heard me on the radio they request it ′til I die
And I must admit that I love you yapping lips
'Cause it makes me write my rolas and my music stack my chips

This is Shadow, the crazy vato them fools wanna battle
And they end up on the gravel when they act like hoes and tattle
Now why would you want part of this truthfulness?


Don′t get caught up in the mess
'Cause I hate them phony putos dipping all up in my business
Ese, gotta hit that straight for all them fools that playa hate
′Cause ain't no punchline by stopping me from making bank
I don't need to take it to make it, my rhymes′ll break it
I′m faded, I'll be remaining like Satan
I′m serving hate to those who perpetrated

That's pretty much how I feel
I try to tell them haters that uh
You can only witness what you see, not the things you hear
Remember that

Since we′re talking about rumors
I heard that Little Rob and Shadow weren't always the best of friends
So Shadow, can you clear that up for
Us and tell us what′s really going on?

Simón, we have some problems like adults we have to squash it
We formed the Mayhem Clique (Why?) 'Cause everybody wants it
The baddest motherfuckers now together no one's ever gonna
Intimidate us, just imitate us, playa haters
Don′t bother analyzing anything we do
′Cause the shit we kick is tight and you know that this is true
Mr. Shadow and Little Rob making heads bob and it don't stop
′Cause we're bound to keep on flowing ′til you see our caskets drop

It's that one little cholo back before I go
Just thought I′d let you know that you could never stop my flow
So I suggest you put that shit to rest, quit talking all that mess
You're talking about the best and you're just wasting your breath
As I sit here thinking never thought it would be you
The city that I represent talking all that shit
Because all we do is kick it and mind our own business
Little Rob and Mr. Shadow

Scratching fools off the bitch list

So now you know where we′re coming from
And with that, it concludes the story for today
I hope you motherfuckers learned your lesson
And learn how to keep your fucking trap shut
And quit spreading rumors that ain′t true
'Cause that shit be getting motherfuckers in trouble
And believe me, you don′t want part of that
You don't want none of this Mayhem Clique
And we′re out