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Viewing Lyrics for Rap Games Hijacked:
| | | Artist: | T Ice |
| | Album: | VI - Return of the Real | | Track: | Rap Games Hijacked | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 182 | | | | Lyrics: | Yeah
Too many hardcore muthafuckas out here in this business
Ain't gettin their proper
loot
You know what I'm sayin?
(Right)
Check the technique
(Aha)
[
VERSE 1 ]
Everybody talkin 'bout the way hip-hop ain't the same
Suckers kidnapped the
game
I know the biggest in the business, and no joke
Half of em broke - and none of em
smoke
(Bust the facts, loc)
I got into this hip-hop game
Just to try to get a girl
and get some light-weight fame
There'd never been no cash made in it
So who thought you
could get paid with it?
Just crash the club with my crew and then I'm outta there
Hit some
skins, act bugged, that was a rap career
Then Run-D.M.C. jumped the fuck off
Got mad paid,
word, kicked the bucks off
There wasn't many rappers out there rockin the streets
When
hip-hop was just cuts and beats
I seen _Wildstyle_, dug the scene
I wanna be an MC, rock,
rock on - know what I mean?
I started crashin rap contests
Shootin hardcore rhymes through
wack MC's chests
I signed on the lines of a wack contract
Didn't even read it, fuck
that
They gonna put my record out
I'm gonna be large, know what I'm talkin about?
In
the first 2 years I made about 300 bucks
Yo, this business sucks
But I got another chance
and I came correct
Got a lawyer and accountant, now my shit's legit
But many won't get no
second chance
And get fucked in this biz without a kiss or a dance
The game is to exploit
young ghetto kids
A straight pimp game, and there ain't no shame
And the shit's gone too
far
100 hip-hop labels with all white A&R's
The game's hijacked
The rap game's
hijacked
Let me tell you how it happened
[ VERSE 2 ]
Now while every MC
in the game
Was worryin about a white boy gettin the fame
They dug out the
foundation
Now let me give a demonstration
Say you got a dope group from the
hood
Talkin mad shit like they're up to no good
You take em to a label
Now who sits
behind the table?
Some jewish muthafucka that don't know shit
Tryin to tell y'all what's a
fuckin street hit
The shit's way off course
It's like me tellin Johnny Cash how to sing
about his horse
You go on tour, the white agency says you're wild
Tone down your
style
The radio jocks are all pop
So how the fuck this nigga know what shit to
rock?
The shit that make your face turn green
Is when you get dissed by a kidnap
magazine
I give a fuck about these muthafuckas
I'm doin this jam to save my hip-hop
brothers
Get your paperwork straight, kid
Get a lawyer and accountant just like I
did
Don't blow your dough, cause you will see g's
But this game has no
guarantees
Learn about publishing points, so you won't be blind
Learn to read everything
you sign
Then you might have a chance
If not, bend over, pull down your pants
The
game's hijacked
(Yeah
I don't they hear you, brother)
Yo, the rap game's
hijacked
(Word)
I'm talkin 'bout a hijack
(Say it one more time, baby)
The rap
game's hijacked
Check it
(Break it down for these niggas)
[ VERSE 3 ]
You
can go gold and still owe the record label cash
Yo kid, check the math
Learn about the
word 'recoup', troop
And stop walkin round all hyped and souped
You ain't nothin but
somethin to be used and worked
You ain't nothin but a sucker to be duped and jerked
Cause
the fuckin record label don't love ya, pal
They didn't love ya on the street and don't love ya
now
They're out to make an end, friend
Cause every dollar you make, they damn near make
10
They'll take you for everything you got
Or else they'll sign you and they put on the
shelf to rot
I'm tryin to tell you what's up
You best to listen to this record even if you
hate my fucking guts
Cause I just can't stand around and watch rap get done
And my
brothers ain't gettin none
A nigga like me has gotta spit game
Nigga, get that cash flow.
fuck that muthafuckin fame
Cause the white man's rippin us off once again
Real hip-hop, my
man
Fool, the rap game's hijacked
You need to listen, nigga
The rap game's
hijacked
Need to play this record about ten times
The rap game's hijacked
Black
people don't own shit
The rap game's hijacked
Check it
R&B's
hijacked
Black acting is hijacked
Just being black is hijacked
(Build, my nigga,
build, my nigga)
Nigga
Stupid muthafuckas, they rippin us off
You better get a
end..
While the money's there, boy
Silly-ass bitch runnin around with a gold
chain
All niggas gotta get some real estate
Muthafucka
Come up
Fuck a
bitch
Better get somethin you can own, asshole
White man ain't givin up shit
Word o'
life
Although I got a white engineer
But he's gettin minimum wage
So it's
cool...
Yeah
Shit's been hijacked
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