Luyện nghe bài hát Rap Games Hijacked

Yeah, too many hardcore muthafuckas out in this business
Ain't gettin' their loot
You know what I'm
Check the

Everybody 'bout the way hip-hop ain't the same
Suckers the game
I know the biggest in the 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 cash in it
So who thought you could get paid it?

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

There many rappers out there rockin' the streets
When was just cuts and beats
I seen dug the scene
I wanna be an MC, rock, rock on, what I mean?

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

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

But I got chance and I came correct
Got a lawyer and accountant, now my shit's
But won't get no second chance
And get fucked in this biz a kiss or a dance

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

Let me you how it happened

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

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

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

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

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

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

Learn about publishin' points, so you won't be
Learn to read everything you
Then you might a chance
If not, bend over, pull down your
The game's

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

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

You ain't nothin' but somethin' to be used and
You ain't 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 an end, friend
every dollar you make, they damn near make ten
They'll take you for you got
Or else they'll you and they put on the shelf to rot

I'm tryin' to tell you 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 cash flow, fuck that fame
'Cause the white man's rippin' us off again

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

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

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

Nigga, muthafuckas, they rippin' us off
You get a end while the money's there, boy
Silly ass bitch, runnin' around with a 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'

I got a white engineer
But he's gettin' wage
So it's cool,
Shit's been