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Dead Prez – Hip hop

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Dead Prez – Hip hop

Dead Prez “Hip hop” video clip

⬇️ Next Dates • Lyrics • Album • Credits ⬇️

  • THE NEXT DATES


  • LYRICS

    [Intro]
    Fake (fake) Records (records)
    Uh, uh, uh, 1-2, 1-2
    Uh, uh, 1-2, 1-2, uh, uh
    All my dogs

    [Chorus: dead prez]
    It’s bigger than hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip
    It’s bigger than hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop

    [Verse 1: M-1]
    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 fact, who got the gat?
    And where my army at?
    Rather attack than not react
    Back to beats, it don’t reflect on how many records get sold
    On sex, drugs and rock ‘n’ roll
    Whether your project’s 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 woman’s disrespected
    If you check 1-2, my word of advice 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, biter, flame-ignitor, crowd-exciter
    Or you wanna just get high then just say it
    But then if you a liar-liar, pants on fire, wolf-crier, agent with a wire
    I’m gon’ know it when I play it

    [Chorus: dead prez]
    It’s bigger than hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip
    It’s bigger than hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop

    [Verse 2: stic.man]
    Who shot Biggie Smalls, if we don’t get them, they gon’ get us all
    I’m down for running up on them crackers in their city hall
    We ride for y’all, all my dogs, stay real
    Nigga don’t think these record deals gon’ feed your seeds and pay your bills
    Because they not
    MC’s get a little bit of love and think they hot
    Talking bout how much money they got;
    Nigga, all y’all records sound the same
    I’m sick of that fake-thug-R&B-rap-scenario, all day on the radio
    Same scenes in the video
    Monotonous material
    Y’all don’t hear me though
    These record labels slang our tapes like dope
    You can be next in line and signed and still be writing rhymes and broke
    You would rather have a Lexus or justice?
    A dream or some substance?
    A Bimmer, a necklace or freedom?
    Still a nigga like me don’t playa-hate, I just stay awake
    This real hip-hop
    And it don’t stop ’til we get the po-po off the block
    They call it…

    [Chorus: dead prez]
    Hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip
    It’s bigger than hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop
    It’s bigger than hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip
    It’s bigger than hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop

    [Outro: dead prez]
    DPZ got that crazy shit
    We keep it crunked-up, John Blazed and shit
    Uh, DPZ got that crazy shit we keep it crunk up
    John Blaze’d and shit what
    Uh, DPZ got that crazy shit we keep it crunk up
    John Blaze’d and shit what
    Uh, DPZ got that crazy shit we keep it crunk up
    John Blaze’d and shit what
    Uh, DPZ got that crazy shit we keep it crunk up
    John Blaze’d and shit what
    Uh, DPZ got that crazy shit we keep it crunk up
    John Blaze’d and shit what


  • Produced by Hedrush & Dead Prez

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