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hip hop aint dead, but the morticians are smiling
shit aint exciting, not auspicious, inspiring
i used to sit in awe, listen to legends spitting these timeless rhymes,
now i'm all sick of the climate
lyrics are dying...im watching the vultures,
media politics. breathin on top of this, mocking the culture
sex drugs and rock and roll, to singing about candy shops
this trash should stop, im bringing it back to arista
the days when rawkus was soundbombing
when rappers aint sittin in office they out runnin
the whole city was jumping. at every house party
original old school, soul food. aroused your arteries
illmatic was, the sound of hip hop
now...laffy taffy is laughing at this art
cos, rappin aint a gift, nah...
its a money making machine now
honeys gracing our screens now
numbers breaking careers now
Verse2:
let me put you the game,
we proceed with ill conceived beef, just to put you onto fame
its looking all the same, pushed by greed,
emcees growing on trees, but the seeds not properly layed.
now you cross properties your probably slain
peace dont leave a mark, bullets permanent stains
murrderous games, dirt on your face, hearses and graves...
nurses cant save the damage caused for minimal gains
at ethe end of the day, was it worth what you paid?
whats worse we curse but never learn from mistakes.
so the same shit occurs all again. its a sick circle of pain
shamed to have our names immersed in this game
damn, this is what we come to.
your either pullin the trigger or looking down the barrel of the gun, choose
rappers writing out their eulogies.
its the new movement this shit is amusing me
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