Luyện nghe bài hát Rap Games Hijacked

Yeah, too hardcore muthafuckas out here in this business
Ain't gettin' their loot
You what I'm sayin'?
the technique

Everybody talkin' the way hip-hop ain't the same
Suckers the game
I the biggest in the business and no joke
Half of 'em and none of 'em smoke

I got into this hip-hop
Just to try to get a girl and get some light-weight
There'd never been no made in it
So who you could get paid with it?

Just the club with my crew and then I'm outta there
Hit skins, act bugged, that was a rap career
Then Run-D.M.C. the fuck off
Got mad paid, word, the bucks off

wasn't many rappers out there rockin' the streets
When was just cuts and beats
I seen Wildstyle dug the
I wanna be an MC, rock, on, know what I mean?

I started rap contests
Shootin' hardcore rhymes wack MC's chests
I signed on the of a wack contract
Didn't read it, fuck that

They gonna put my out
I'm gonna be large, know what I'm talkin'
In the two years I made about three hundred bucks
Yo, this sucks

But I got another chance and I came
Got a lawyer and accountant, now my legit
But many won't get no second
And get fucked in this biz without a or a dance

The game is to exploit young ghetto
A pimp game and there ain't no shame
And the gone too far
Hundred hip-hop labels all white A&R's
The hijacked, the rap game's hijacked

Let me you how it happened

Now while MC in the game
Was worryin' about a white boy gettin' the
dug out the foundation
Now let me a demonstration

Say, you got a dope group the hood
mad shit, like they're up to no good
You take 'em to a
Now who sits behind the

Some muthafucka that don't know shit
Tryin' to y'all, what's a fuckin' street hit
The shit's way off
It's like me tellin' Johnny how to sing about his horse

You go on tour, the white agency says you're
Tone your style
The jocks are all pop
So how the fuck this nigga know what to rock?

The that make your face turn green
Is when you get dissed by a magazine
I give a fuck these muthafuckas
I'm doin' this jam to my hip-hop brothers

Get paperwork straight, kid
Get a lawyer and just like I did
blow your dough, 'cause you will see gs
But this has no guarantees

Learn about points, so you won't be blind
Learn to read you sign
Then you might a chance
If not, bend over, pull your pants
The hijacked

Yo, the rap hijacked
I'm talkin' 'bout a
The rap hijacked
it

You can go gold and still owe the record label
Yo, kid, check the
Learn the word 'recoup', troop
And walkin' 'round, all hyped and souped

You ain't but somethin' to be used and worked
You nothin' but a sucker to be duped and jerked
'Cause the fuckin' label don't love ya, pal
They love ya on the street and don't love ya now

out to make an end, friend
'Cause dollar you make, they damn near make ten
They'll take you for you got
Or else sign you and they put on the shelf to rot

I'm tryin' to tell you up
You to listen to this record even if you hate my fuckin' guts
'Cause I just stand around and watch rap get done
And my brothers gettin' none

A nigga like me has gotta game
Nigga, get that cash flow, fuck that fame
'Cause the white man's us off once again

Fool, the rap game's
You need to listen,
The rap hijacked
Need to play record about ten times

The rap hijacked
Black don't own shit
The rap game's
it

R&B's
Black acting is
being black is hijacked

Nigga, stupid muthafuckas, they us off
You better get a end the money's there, boy
Silly ass bitch, runnin' around with a chain
All niggas gotta get some real

Muthafucka, up, fuck a bitch
Better get somethin' you can own,
White man ain't up shit
Word o'

I got a white engineer
But gettin' minimum wage
So cool, yeah
Shit's hijacked