Luyện nghe bài hát Rap Games Hijacked

Yeah, too many hardcore out here in this business
gettin' their proper loot
You know what I'm
the technique

Everybody 'bout the way hip-hop ain't the same
kidnapped the game
I know the biggest in the business and no
Half of 'em and none of 'em smoke

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

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

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

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

They put my record out
I'm gonna be large, know I'm talkin' about?
In the first two years I made about hundred bucks
Yo, business sucks

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

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

Let me you how it happened

Now every MC in the game
Was about a white boy gettin' the fame
They dug out the
Now let me a demonstration

Say, you got a group from the hood
Talkin' mad shit, they're up to no good
You take 'em to a
Now who behind the table?

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

You go on tour, the white agency says wild
Tone down style
The jocks are all pop
So how the fuck this know what shit to rock?

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

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

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

Yo, the rap game's
I'm 'bout a hijack
The rap hijacked
it

You can go gold and still owe the label cash
Yo, kid, the math
Learn about the 'recoup', troop
And stop walkin' 'round, all hyped and

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

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

I'm tryin' to you what's up
You best to to this record even if you hate my fuckin' guts
'Cause I just can't stand and watch rap get done
And my brothers gettin' none

A nigga like me has gotta spit
Nigga, get that flow, fuck that muthafuckin' fame
'Cause the white man's rippin' us off again

Fool, the rap hijacked
You need to listen,
The rap hijacked
Need to this record about ten times

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

R&B's
Black is hijacked
Just being is hijacked

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

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

Although I got a engineer
But he's minimum wage
So it's cool,
Shit's been