Dead Prez - Hip-hop Lyrics
Uh, uh, uh, 1, 2, 1, 2Uh, uh, 1, 2, 1, 2, uh, uhAll my dogsHookIts bigger than hip hop, hip hop, hip hop, hipIts bigger than hip hop, hip hop, hip hop, hip hopUh, one thing bout music, when it hit you feel no painWhite folks say it controls your brainI know better than that, thats game and we ready for thatTwo soldiers head of the pack, matter of fact who got the gat?And where my army at?Rather attack and not reactBack the beats, it dont reflect on how many records get soldOn sex, drugs, and rock and roll, whether your projects put on holdIn the real world, these just people with ideasThey just like me and you when the smoke and camera disappearAgain the real world (world), its bigger than all these fake ass recordsWhen poor folks got the millions and my womans disrespectedIf you check 1,2, my word of advice to you is just relaxJust do what you got to do, if that dont work then kick the factsIf you a fighter, rider, ? bouter? , flame ignitor, crowd exciterOr you wanna just get high, then just say itBut then if you a liar-liar, pants on fire, wolf-cry agent with a wireIm gonna know it when I play itHookUh, who shot biggie smalls?If we dont get them, they gonna get us allIm down for runnin up on them crackers in they city hallWe ride for yall, all my dogs stay realNigga dont think these record deals gonna feed your seedsAnd pay your bills because they notMcs get a little bit of love and think they hotTalkin bout how much money they got, all yall records sound the sameI sick of that fake thug, r & b, rap scenario all day on the radioSame scenes in the video, monotonous material, yall dont here me thoughThese record labels slang our tapes like dopeYou can be next in line, and signed, and still be writing rhymes and brokeYou would rather have a lexus, some justice, a dream or some substance?A beamer, a necklace or freedom?Still a nigga like me dont playa hate, I just stay awakeThis real hip hop, and it dont stop until we get the po-po off the blockThey call it....HookUh, dps got that crazy shit we keep it crunk upJohn blazed and shit whatRepeatFake, fake, fake records
