hip-hop^Muay Thai (исполнитель: Shagaev hap)

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 yo' brain
 I know better than that, that's game
 And we ready for that - two soldiers head of the pack
 Matter of fact, who got the gat?
 And where my army at? Rather attack and not react
 Back to beats, it don't reflect on how many records get sold
 On , [bad word] 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
 Against the real world *echos*
 It's bigger than all these fake [bad word] records
 When po' 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-ignitor, crowd-exciter
 Or you wanna jus' get high, then just say it
 But then if you a liar-liar, pants on fire, wolf-crier, agent wit' a wire
 I'm gon' know it when I play it

 Uh, who shot Biggie Smalls?
 If we don't get them, they gon' get us all
 I'm down [bad word]  up on them crackers in they city hall
 We ride for y'all - all my dogs stay real
 [bad word]  don't think these record deals gon' feed your seeds
 And pay your bills, because they not
 MCs get a little bit of love and think they hot
 Talkin' '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 here me though
 These record labels slang our tapes like dope
 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?
 Beamer? a necklace? or freedom?
 Still a [bad word] 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...

 [Repeat 6x]
 D.P.'s got that crazy [bad word]  We keep it [bad word] up, John Blazed and [bad word] 
 "They call it, call it, call it"
 "Fake, fake, fake records"
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