Luyện nghe bài hát Rap Games Hijacked

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

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

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

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

There wasn't many rappers out there rockin' the
hip-hop was just cuts and beats
I Wildstyle dug the scene
I be an MC, rock, rock on, know what I mean?

I crashin' rap contests
Shootin' hardcore through wack MC's chests
I on the lines of a wack contract
Didn't even it, fuck that

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

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

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

Let me you how it happened

Now while every MC in the
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, like they're up to no
You take 'em to a
Now who sits the table?

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

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

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

Get your straight, kid
Get a and accountant just like I did
Don't blow your dough, you will see gs
But game has no guarantees

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

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

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

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

out to make an end, friend
'Cause dollar you make, they damn near make ten
They'll 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 fuckin'
'Cause I just 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 to listen, nigga
The rap game's
Need to play record about ten times

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

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

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

Muthafucka, come up, fuck a
Better get you can own, asshole
White man ain't givin' up
o' life

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