Alter Ego - Tyrese Oooooh ooh-hooo yeahhhh ahem Ay play that back one more time okay here we go Ay who dat It's Black-Ty What's goin on man I gotta holla at you about somethin Give me one second Nah you been ignorin me for years I wanna talk to you right now about my rap career But I'ma take you way back to when you first start rappin Member you was in the rap group Triple Went Pack Mannn I don't wanna talk now I'm in the vocal booth Tryin to get this song done like I'm supposed to do I need you to get up outta here I don't wanna talk to you about no rap career See that's the problem We don't share the same vision I've been tryin to think of what to say to make yo' ass listen But nah every time I bring up the subject You comin back at me talkin R&B shit Cause I know hip-hop is a dangerous game I love hip-hop but I don't want that thing All my concerts got girls in the audience I don't want nobody tryin to take my life and shit Yeah right you know you wanna get back on the mic Cause every time you on stage singin you cuffin the mic Tellin your fans to put they hands in the motherf**kin air And wave 'em side to side like they just don't care But the rap game to me seems shady All them diss records will probably drive me crazy All the ladies give me love when I go to club I don't wanna have to keep my eyes out for no thugs Aight I admit it the rap game's a little shady But they ain't gon' ever dance in the club to Songs like "Sweet Lady" I see you pop bottles with top models And then you go to the floor You dance to e'rybody's shit but yours Mmm nigga you startin to piss me off Won't you climb back in your box Black-Ty get lost I can't believe you send that 'bout my song "Sweet Lady" Please leave me alone you about to drive me crazy Man you trippin it's way cheaper to make a rap album Ten to fifteen thou' you payin 100 thou' per track And you don't wanna rap nigga Put out two or three albums and go platinum nigga Damn Mmm man I'm not listenin to you I love R&B this is what I do R&B's the reason that I'm drivin that Bentley House on the hill bank account got plenty So nigga don't talk to me about R&B When every rap nigga out tryin to sing Yeah that's true but I ain't gon' ever do that shit I'ma call a R&B nigga to sing that shit Matter of fact think about it Me and you can be on the same record Me on the verses and you can sing the hooks and shit Man I guarantee we'll win a Grammy with that That's on me we'll shake up the industry with that Probably so but no I don't wanna do a song wit'chu Cause I probably never ever get along wit'chu Who do you think you are talkin to me Nigga get up outta here 'fore I call my security Call 'em I don't give a f**k we from Watts remember I walk right past the sign that said 'Do Not Enter' Matter of fact you a singer why you need security Ain't nobody even after you; you Hollywood dude Nigga hold up I got a phone call comin through This is Tyrese Gibson the movie star I make more money than both of you While you talkin rap and R&B dude Everybody that raps or sing is makin movies Why is that Cause ain't no money in the music industry; one Uh damn did he hang up the phone Yeah the nigga's Hollywood he's gone Like I was sayin I just wanna get at you about some business homie Ooooh man I don't wanna talk to you about this shit no more Please get out of my vocal booth and walk out the door Who do you think you are talkin to me I'm a singer and all my fans love me I ain't tryin to stop you from singin R&B I been in a little box for 12 years I just wanna breathe Let me out please I guarantee That everybody in this industry gon' wanna do a song with me Awwww damn let me think about it Awwww damn I'm done thinkin about it