"Ya sneakerhead, dude?"
"You bet. Ya see my ass at every launch."
"Cool. So wassup with the Divide & Conquer?"
"Kickass stuff. Definitely gonna fetch thousand."
"Yeah, ya into Meth & SBTG huh, props dude."
"What? Meth & who?"
"Methamphibian & SBTG yo."
"Who the f*** are they man? I don't know no creature by Meth."
"You gotta be kidding me......."

[Chorus]
Tell me
do you really respect 'em
or you just wanna sell 'em
for that extra dough that you can cheat
outta those sneakerheads who truly adore their kicks

do you really know your shit?
can you really appreciate these kicks?
look at the way you're braggin and talkin big
bet you're just another blowhard, bitch

[Verse 1]
Yall know about this? What the hype is all about.
I can't exactly tell you why and how it all came about.
I guess it started from a genious company
All famous for that swoosh and fab name, Nike.
Kids been buying their stuffs like balls, jerseys, clothes and kicks.
And look at the situation now, damn it
It's losing control because of hypebeasts.

Look at the tags of those sneakers
They can probably buy you a lot more treasures
And now they're even raising the prices
To make our lives more miserable.
350 a good deal? Man, wake up, dreamer!
You have no idea you've been burnt
Like a dumb idiot, by the resellers
And talking about 'em, the resellers
I despise them like no other

They fight with you, for your love
When they don't freaking know any lore
They don't understand no passion
They don't respect people's works
To the hell with 'em, those faggots
I just hope they'd suffer and rot with maggots

[Chorus]
Tell me
do you really like 'em
or you just wanna sell 'em
for that extra dough that you can cheat
outta those sneakerheads who truly adore their kicks

do you really know your shit?
can you really appreciate these kicks?
look at the way you're braggin and talkin big
bet you're just another blowhard, bitch

[Verse 2]
Like, WHAM!
I think a new launch is coming over.
That, bruised push head, whatever.
The so-called "Limited Editions", do they really have numbers?
I don't know, maybe. Maybe nobody even remembers.
Tell me frankly, people
How many of yall gonna camp out at launches like fighters?
Hours of waiting and nights spent shivering
Not at the doorstep, but at the carpark below LE

So many people, so few pairs of sneakers
Bet those in the front are f**king resellers
Imagine you're a lover, a true sneaker lover
Waiting at the back, desperately hoping for a miracle
You look at the queue, the god damn meanders
No f**king way you're leaving there, you're gonna perservere
Finally, it's 2 or 3 hours, you can't even remember
And then you hear from the LE shopkeeper
"Well, sorry dude. You gotta go to resellers" (Haha)

What a sad thing to say, but yall hype-victims cant decide the amount of money you're gonna pay.
Come on! Don't be insane!
Don't spend hundreds just coz your friends have the same
Be unique, Be primo, Be cool
Yall cant understand what it's like to be in my shoes.
This is my truth yo
Don't question it, dude

[Chorus]
Tell me
do you really like 'em
or you just wanna sell 'em
for that extra dough that you can cheat
outta those sneakerheads who truly adore their kicks

do you really know your shit?
can you really appreciate these kicks?
look at the way you're braggin and talkin big
bet you're just another blowhard, bitch





This is a rap I've spent the past couple of hours writing, whilst waiting for sexymama's transfer of pics to be completed.

My first rap song, the title is call Hype. A lot of inspiration from "Believe Me" and "Remember The Name" (not the lines, but the notes). The song is about sneakers hype, faggot resellers and, ya, well, more hype! This is my first draft, and most likely the last one. Haha, coz i'm always too lazy to improve my drafts.

Anyways, feel free to comment.