Luyện nghe bài hát Rap Games Hijacked

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

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

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

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

There many rappers out there rockin' the streets
hip-hop was just cuts and beats
I Wildstyle dug the scene
I wanna be an MC, rock, rock on, know what I

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

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

But I got another chance and I correct
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 young ghetto kids
A straight game and there ain't no shame
And the gone too far
Hundred labels with all white A&R's
The game's hijacked, the rap hijacked

Let me tell you how it

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

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

Some Jewish muthafucka that don't 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 you're wild
Tone down your
The radio are all pop
So how the fuck this nigga what shit to rock?

The shit that make your face green
Is when you get by a kidnap magazine
I give a fuck these muthafuckas
I'm doin' this jam to save my brothers

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm to tell you what's up
You best to listen to this record even if you hate my guts
'Cause I just can't around and watch rap get done
And my ain't gettin' none

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

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

The rap game's
people don't own shit
The rap game's
it

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

Nigga, stupid muthafuckas, rippin' us off
You get a end while the money's there, boy
Silly ass bitch, runnin' with a gold chain
All niggas gotta get some estate

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

Although I got a white
But he's gettin' minimum
So cool, yeah
Shit's hijacked