Luyện nghe bài hát Rap Games Hijacked

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

Everybody 'bout the way hip-hop ain't the same
Suckers kidnapped the
I know the in the business and no joke
Half of 'em broke and of 'em smoke

I got into this hip-hop
Just to try to get a girl and get light-weight fame
There'd 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, was a rap career
Run-D.M.C. jumped the fuck off
Got mad paid, word, the bucks off

There wasn't many out there rockin' the streets
When hip-hop was cuts and beats
I seen dug the scene
I wanna be an MC, rock, rock on, know what I

I crashin' rap contests
Shootin' hardcore rhymes 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 be large, know what I'm talkin' about?
In the first two years I about three hundred bucks
Yo, this sucks

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

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

Let me tell you how it

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

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

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

You go on tour, the white agency you're wild
down your style
The radio are all pop
So how the fuck this nigga know what 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 save my hip-hop

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

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

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

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

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

out to make an end, friend
'Cause every dollar you make, they damn make ten
They'll you for everything you got
Or else sign you and they 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 like me has gotta game
Nigga, get that cash flow, fuck that fame
'Cause the white rippin' us off once again

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

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

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

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 gotta get some real estate

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

Although I got a engineer
But he's gettin' wage
So it's cool,
been hijacked