Here we go now, quit recking my stereosound Spitting rhymes like a merry go round Talking bout your heavy fo pound Your barretta, your cheddar, your megalo style Fella, quit messing around Measure yo message yo, merit yo crown Many clowns making money, many men wanna rap Every dummy wanna spit it but how many profound? Mcs are an army of clones Talking bout their revolvers n clothes Baccardi n hoes, with garbagy flows Is a beat really that hard to compose? Hiphop comes from the heart n the bones You can feel it when Im rockin my shows Im a lyricist, Imma spit about every bit of it Im living it a real MC already knows ! I keep rockin til I need oxygen Peace to all the beat boxers n Beat makers, the DJs, the street breakers N those that keep watching em Graph writers that paint the city They spray the walls, they make em gritty Displaying stories that talk to me In a way thats witty Individual vultures are killing the culture With no heart in the music You should move if you dont wanna unify hiphop N be a part of the movement, stupid ! Yeah You heard what I said Fuck the rumours this lot spread Imma tell every motherfucker listenin Hiphop is not dead! Stop the fuss dog, whats the problem? Trust me yall, the culture aint dead its just evolvin HipHop is not dead ! Like Latin, a language dies when it does not move So let it live, let it mix, let it choose HipHop is not dead! Suckers debate over whos so dope n whos so not Hiphop police suck my you know what! HipHop is not dead! Dont be Nostalgic about something that you can keep breathing Thats a good enough reason Its Alive !
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