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I'm fallin' up flights of
Scrapin' myself from the
Jumpin' from to bridges
in pure air

Hip hop is lyin' on the side of the
Half to itself
Blood scrawled over its mangled flesh like
into an over sized record bag

Tuba lips beyond recognition
Diamond-studded teeth like rice at Karma's wedding
The ring bearer bore bad
Minister of wrote the wrong proclamation

An' now everyone's singin' the song
Dissonant chords find necks nooses
That nigga kicked the chair from my feet
Harlem shakin' from a but still on beat

Damn, that loop is
That found a way to sample the way the truth the light
Can't wait to play myself at the tonight
are gonna die

Cop car swerves to the side of the
Hip hop its last breath
The cop scrawls vernacular on a yellow pad
balls the paper into his hand decidin' he'd rather freestyle

"You have the to remain silent"
"You have the to remain silent"
An' maybe you should have, maybe you should
Before your bullshit

These can't fuck with me, they're too thugged out
Niggas think I'm bugged out 'cause I ain't Sean John or out
This hip hop no more, son, it's bigger than that
This ain't ghetto no more, black, bigger than black

So where my at? Girl, we all illegal
system ain't for us, it's for rich people
An' you ain't rich, dawg, you got money
But you can't buy shit to not get

to Hip Hop
Dear Hip Hop,
This shit has gone too far,
see that turntables an' mixer are returned to Kool Herc, stop

The are dancin' off beat, stop
The of ceremonies have forgotten
That they were once slaves and neglected
The of this ceremony, stop

Perhaps we should not have them
To use microphones
For they walked too far from the source
An' are emittin' a frequency, stop

Please inform all interested
That nor murder have been included to list of elements, stop
We are discontinuin' our of braggadocio
In light of the current trend in 'Realness',

As an alternative, we will be confiscatin' supplies
An' replacin' them magic mushrooms
In of helpin' niggas see beyond their reality, stop
my regards to Brooklyn

These thugs can't with me, they're too thugged out
Niggas think I'm bugged out 'cause I ain't John or Lugged out
This hip hop no more, son, it's bigger than that
ain't ghetto no more, black, it's bigger than black

So my aliens at? Girl, we all illegal
This system ain't for us, for rich people
An' you rich, dawg, you just got money
But you can't buy to not get hungry

These cats can't with me, I purr purple
Sold, increased, toe like a turtle
I the streets like the lie that I'm tellin'
One listener me and starts yellin'

I see speakers, I speak what's seen
I eat and shed, I sleep and
I the streets of London like, "'Know what I mean?"
An' chillin' rack a momma, eatin' soy beans

like that