Rewind back to the days of hip hop real **** to crop If I should drop before I awake I pray my verses take Ya higher than rakim follow the leader believer Of the old tradition hip hop can't be revived jived By enough phonies can we blame ourselves Or can we blame the record companies Big pimpin' most folks still simping I'm rippin' All DJs ******* up the airwaves with ******* says They ain't saying nothing no more not even ******* No social commentary rest in peace hip hop Cemetery see her obituary with past honoraries it varies
Feel like AZ feel only write lyrics that make ya feel Words to heal feel what I feel this ain't a thrill Motion reel taking ya throughout hip hops will Still holding the principles let the steel shield My universal paradigms dropping dimes crimes By the industry rap judge charging ya with penalties Ya guilty with robbery aggravated assault no jury See y'all flexing jewelry flashing calling money But the lines disconnected broke the disrespected Ties with the unseen guys I spot eyes with eyes Y'all ain't got no crown must be in the ground Buried with her ex-lover conscious this is bonkers We screaming war all out at ya fakes loosing weight Used to be about slammin' doors fine shorties galore Now ****** rolling with ****** rocking triggers No longer about gold diggers flexing figures I'm throwing elbows forget homies over hoes yo
Now some may get super mad envision like Chad That's the **** C or better yet ODB baby Jesus feel me? Rocking ya hands with no claps perhaps I'll slap The next radio stations I see them hesitating waiting For the next plot of hip hop still living off residuals Income damaged the stardom stop laying Malcolm's ****** twice they lied too many times slimes In the ice machine say they ain't out for the greens But you'll lean out see me spit out a demons snout Blood baths done best on Sunday round way doomsday Always take the right away government Proteges sways in extortion no abortions Birthed in a collateral world just a small portion But let's focus back on the grounds of hip hop Tried to plant my thoughts green still a mic fiend That rakim yearned for against the world Shakur A Warrior forever holding the seeds of hip hop It don't stop until the next chick gets the ***** drop