If I didn't know better, I'd say hip-hop hates me

Yet I keep forgivin'

And kept listenin'
To the tracks not on the radio


Wont let them tell me no
Like my identity -- let it show


Transgender
If I gotta show & tell them again -- I will
Transgender


By passed their radar
Like a femme lesbian to gaydar

Let them pay for all

The good ol days

Now I soak in these sunrays

and its all good, keep my hood up

In these neighborhoods

Cause respect thy neighbor --

they took as keep as strangers

Living as trans, just meant

Be aware of new dangers

Give the game my - own touch

No double dutch
Can't skip over me -
No prejudice


No hopscotch
No bulge in this crotch


Well I guess


Chorus

Hip Hop hates me

Hip Hop hates me
Hip Hop hates me
Hip Hop hates me


With everything it conveys
You'd probably say


Hip Hop hates me
Hip Hop hates me


Verse 2


I Couldn't deny it -- I'm an MC
Guess I gotta make em see
How Rosemary became me


So I'm travelling on the bus - with many souls
Different backgrounds - in the same fish bowls


I can see time - took its toll
On the man in front of my seat


I feel the heat
In my chest

As I rest

For the ride with my coat - on

I haven't wrote in - so long
This weed is - so strong


I live in Osborne Village
Where diversity is a privilege


Funny how we all live with different
div-a-dins
but all succumb to the same dead ends

that urban corner café bends

the streets with a familiar border

I got the same lames, orderin --
me up new names


they think I haven't heard 'em all before
I look past 'em, even my vision is slurred

If you haven't heard...


Chorus

Verse 3

Just living in - the city of snow

Nothing much to do - but bask in after glow

When even hip-hop hates me
Don't have to ask -- who dates me

Just call 'em queer

That ain't an insult -- in my ear
I'm just here --

To clarify -- what kinda guy
I am, to clarify why

It's important for you to be an ally


Per-son-ally
I just think its great - to support the under-dog
So don't just leap - frog
To the blog

And skip to me not having a dick

Cause I'm the first to admit -- that I don't
And the last to commit
Trust me, I don't - need for %#@!

I'm already at my whit's end
That girl Whit -- wasn't always my friend
Back when

she had to defend
Me - when I played in the West End
By then --
I already knew that I wasn't straight
And that-