Hip - Hop by Dead Prez
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Song title Hip - Hop
Artist Dead Prez
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fake record records
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one - two
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all my dogs
it s bigger than hip - hop
hip - hop
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it s bigger than hip - hop
hip - hop
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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 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 the beats get don t reflect on how many records get sold
on sex
drugs and rock and roll
whether your projects 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 ass records
when poor folks got the millions and my womans disrespected
if you check
one - two
my word of advise 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
?bouter? flame ignator
crowd exciter
or you wanna just get high
then just say it
but then if you a liar - liar
pants on fire
wolfcrier
agent with a wire
i m gonna know it when i play it
hook
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who shot biggy smalls? if we don t get them they gonna get us all
i m down for running up them crackers in they city hall
we ride for y all
all my dogs stay real
nigga
don t think these record deals gonna feed your seeds and pay your
bills
because they not
mcs 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 n b
rap scenario all day on the radio
same scenes in the video
monotonous material - yall don t hear me
though
these record labels slang our tapes like dope
you can be next in line and sighned and still be writin rhymes and broke
you could rather have a lexus
some justice
a dream or some substance