Hip Hop Is Dead
(专辑: Hip Hop Is Dead - 2006)
Hip hop, hip hop (Ugh!) is dead (Had to flip this track again, y'all!) Hip, hip hop, hip hop (Ugh!) is dead Hip, hip hop (Ugh!) Hip, hip hop is dead (NYC! Dirty South!) Hip, hip hop (West Coast!) Hip hop (Midwest!) Hip hop (Let's go!) If hip hop should die before I
wake I'll put an extended clip and body 'em all day Roll to every station, wreck the
DJ Roll to every station, wreck the
DJ If hip hop should die before I
wake I'll load an extended clip and body 'em all day Roll to every station, wreck the
DJ Roll to every station, wreck the
DJ (Hip hop just died this morning And she's dead, she's dead) Yeah, niggas smoke, chill, party and die in the
same corner Get cash, live fast, body their man's mama Quick fast, trigger fingers on the
llama Revenge in their eyes, Hennessy and the
ganja Word to the
wise with villain state of minds Grinding, hitting Brazilian dimes from behind Grinding, hitting Brazilian dimes from behind (Grinding, hitting Brazilian dimes from behind) Whenever, if ever, I
roll up, it's sown up Any ghetto will tell ya, "Nas helped grow us up" My face once graced promotional Sony trucks Hundred million and billing, I
helped blow 'em up Gave my man my right, I
could have went left So like my girl Foxy, the
kid went deaf So people, who's your top 10? Is it MC Shan? Is it MC Ren? If hip hop should die before I
wake I'll put an extended clip and body 'em all day Roll to every station, wreck the
DJ Roll to every station, wreck the
DJ If hip hop should die before I
wake I'll load an extended clip and body 'em all day Roll to every station, wreck the
DJ Roll to every station, wreck the
DJ (Hip hop just died this morning And she's dead, she's dead) The
bigger the
cap, the
bigger the
peeling Come through, something ill, missing the
ceiling What influenced my raps? Stick-ups and killings Kidnappings, project buildings, drug dealings Criticize that, why's that? 'Cause Nas rap is compared to legitimized crack 'Cause we love to talk on nasty chickens Most intellectuals will only half listen So you can't blame jazz musicians Or David Stern with his NBA fashion issues Oh, I
think they like me, in my white tee You can't ice me, we here for life, B
On my second marriage, hip hop's my first wifey And for that, we not taking it lightly If hip hop should die, we die together Bodies in the
morgue lie together, all together now If hip hop should die before I
wake I'll put an extended clip and body 'em all day Roll to every station, wreck the
DJ Roll to every station, wreck the
DJ If hip hop should die before I
wake I'll load an extended clip and body 'em all day Roll to every station, wreck the
DJ Roll to every station, wreck the
DJ (Hip hop just died this morning And she's dead, she's dead) Everybody sound the
same, commercialize the
game Reminiscing when it wasn't all business It forgot where it started So we all gather here for the
dearly departed Hip-hopper since a
toddler One homeboy became a
man, then a
mobster If it dies, let me get my last swig of vodka RIP, we'll donate your lungs to a
rasta Went from turntables to MP3s From "Beat Street" to commercials on Mickey D's From gold cables to Jacobs From plain facials to Botox and face lifts I'm looking over my shoulder It's about 80 people from my hood that showed up And they came to show love Sold out concert and the
doors are closed shut