Luyện nghe bài hát Rap Games Hijacked

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

Everybody talkin' 'bout the way hip-hop the same
Suckers the game
I know the in the business and no joke
Half of 'em broke and none of 'em

I got into hip-hop game
to try to get a girl and get some light-weight fame
There'd never been no cash in it
So who thought you could get paid it?

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

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

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

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

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

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

Let me tell you how it

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

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

Some Jewish muthafucka that know shit
Tryin' to tell y'all, what's a street hit
The way off course
It's me tellin' Johnny Cash how to sing about his horse

You go on tour, the white agency says you're
Tone down your
The radio 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 kidnap
I a fuck about these muthafuckas
I'm doin' this jam to save my brothers

Get paperwork straight, kid
Get a lawyer and accountant just I did
Don't blow your dough, 'cause you see gs
But this has no guarantees

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

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

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

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

They're out to an end, friend
'Cause every dollar you make, they damn 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 listen to this even if you hate my fuckin' guts
I just can't stand around and watch rap get done
And my brothers ain't none

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

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

The rap hijacked
Black people don't own
The rap hijacked
it

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

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

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

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