Hip Hop is Good

Rip off the plastic, unpackage the madness

Try to figure out what happened with rappin'

People clap gats over words and beats

Rap music isn't art anymore its just beef

I'mma go vegetarian, keep my nose clean

Get our protein from powder, feed my whole team

Let the beef settle in and when atrition gets reached

I'll swing for the fences, steal the damn ring

Like a veteran, hoppin' on the pedestal

I am so ready to, do what melle mel would do

Be the opposite of a flash

I'm not running the dash

Motherfucker this is marathon and I'm gonna last

Call me Pheidippidies, I am so sick of these

No spittin' pre-written freestyle emcees

See- if you ever catch me on the street

And you wanna battle battle this is what I'm gonna teach

Speech is my shit, and beats are my bitch

Fisher price with the mic I was beating my fist

So check on my dues and see if their paid

Chris wallace with the knowledge hip-hops my forte

And you have just entered a session of tension

Hip-hop is my therapy, it's a blessing

...it's how I keep my screw tight

And you better pray to something that I keep that shit screwed right

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Hip-hop is good, I'll 2Pac your hood

Please thank the people who invented the mic (staggered)

16 spitter, no quitter I go hard

Power from my people we're lethal, trust no god

Bail out for nobody, my water is so muddy

The faces they make the flow is so ugly

How's he gonna two face us, act one way in the workplace

Then reverse the tape

Instrumental to my bee eye, you look knee high to my persona homey

You don't know shit about me, keep them ears puckered

Till your cochlear's pokin' ya out them chuckers

Cuz' I'm off it, toss shit, off my back

If I need it, pack it in my napsack

Throw a label call it backpack rap

Rip it off me, awfully fast then smack

Consciencious- no just densely packed

With a sentence I invent new rap

Call it new new, doo doo

Call it fuckin' poo poo

Just know I got a symphony just like the effing juice crew

And I killed the conductor and stole that wand

But I don't need a dumbass wand!

All I need is this voicebox and these beats

To keep the sanity while we crumble beneath

The edges hold tight to the thread that bred you

Cuz' in the end you don't know just where you head to

All I know is I keep asking my friends

To bury this g with some beats and some headphones

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