Hip-Hop (Explicit) - Dead Prez

Lyrics by：C. Gavin/L. Alford/Andrew Mair/V. Williams

Composed by：C. Gavin/L. Alford/Andrew Mair/V. Williams

Produced by：dead prez

Uh uh uh 1-2 1-2

Uh uh 1-2 1-2 uh uh

All my dogs

It's bigger than hip-hop hip-hop hip-hop hip

It's bigger than hip-hop hip-hop hip-hop hip-hop uh

One thing bout music when it hit you feel no pain

White folks say it controls your brain

I know better than that that's game

Man we ready for that

Two soldiers head of the pack

Matter fact who got the gat

And where my army at

Rather attack than not react

Back to beats it don't reflect on how many records get sold

On *** ***** and rock 'n' roll

Whether your project's put on hold

In the real world these just people with ideas

They just like me and you when the smoke and camera disappear

Again the real world it's bigger than all these fake-*** records

When poor folks got the millions and my woman's disrespected

If you check 1-2 my word of advice to you is just relax

Just do what you got to do if that don't work then kick the facts

If you a fighter rider biter flame-igniter crowd-exciter

Or you wanna just get high then just say it

But then if you a liar-liar pants on fire wolf-crier agent with a wire

I'm gon' know it when I play it

It's bigger than hip-hop hip-hop hip-hop hip

It's bigger than hip-hop hip-hop hip-hop hip-hop uh

Who shot Biggie Smalls if we don't get them they gon' get us all

I'm down for running up on them crackers in their city hall

We ride for y'all all my dogs stay real

***** don't think these record deals gon' feed your seeds and pay your bills

Because they not

Uh-uh

MC's get a little bit of love and think they hot

Talking bout how much money they got

***** all y'all records sound the same

I'm sick of that fake-thug-R&B-rap-scenario all day on the radio

Same scenes in the video

Monotonous material

Y'all don't hear me though

These record labels slang our tapes like ****

You can be next in line and signed and still be writing rhymes and broke

You would rather have a Lexus or justice

A dream or some substance

A Bimmer a necklace or freedom

Still a ***** like me don't playa-hate I just stay awake

This real hip-hop

And it don't stop 'til we get the po-po off the block

They call it

Hip-hop hip-hop hip-hop hip

It's bigger than hip-hop hip-hop hip-hop hip

It's bigger than hip-hop hip-hop hip-hop hip

It's bigger than hip-hop hip-hop hip-hop

DP's got that crazy ****

We keep it crunker John Blaze-in' ****

What

DP's got that crazy **** we keep it crunker

John Blaze-in' ****

What a ***** wanna do

DP's got that crazy **** we keep it crunker

John Blaze-in' ****

One two one two

DP's got that crazy **** we keep it crunker

John Blaze-in' ****

DP's got that crazy **** we keep it crunker

They call it

Fake fake records records