Niggas wanna talk about this rap shit... Niggas wanna talk
about this money... 'Bout these cars... these homes... these
labels, clothes, sneakers... Big money shit... Now e'erybody
tryna get rich... Then get rich nigga fuck it
[Verse 1:]
Some rap pioneers be them crack heads, when they speak
You see missin' teeth, silver chain wit' a silver piece
Niggas ya grandfather age
They pants still hangin' down they leg talkin' 'bout they ain't paid
And they hate you 'cause they say you ain't paid dues
And - was stealin' and robbin' 'em
I feel it's a problem we gotta resolve
Hip-Hop been dead, we the reason it died
Wasn't Sylvia's fault or 'cause MC's skills are loss
It's 'cause we can't see ourselves as a boss
Deep rooted through slavery, self hatred
The Jewish stick toegther, friends in high places
We on some low level shit
We don't want niggas to ever win, see everybody got a label
Everybody's a rapper but few flow fatal
It's fucked up it all started from two turntables
[Chorus:]
When they crown you, and you rise up
To ya position, carry on tradition
When they knight you, and you go to fight, go to war
Don't petition, carry on tradition
wrote
whole
white
walkers
versus
verse
unfortunate
tradition
tossed
through
these
teeth
studio
still
stick
state
stars
garbage
peace
flipped
friends
fastest
grandfather
understand
people
fingers
everybody
every
homes
engineers
brunch
chinese
world
double
daddy
bosses
tryna
crown
fault
bigger
label
fucks
promise
chorus
fatal
crack
fight
awards
should
against
about
black
plugs
sound
different
silver
around
ghetto
chain
clothes
bricks
backwards
lined
british
episode
ourselves
started
bored
artists
audience
fortune
skills
cards
heads
anything
blunted
listed
speak
career
girls
gotta
hatred
intertwined
jewish
secret
labels
rooted
level
madness
nigga
marvelous
hungry
niggas
rappers
sneakers
wanna
pants
parts
petition
piece
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