Dead Prez

Dead Prez - It’s Bigger Than Hip-hop lyrics

* hip-hop remix<br><br>[radio tuning]<br><br>It's still bigger than hip hop hip hop hip hop hip<br>It's bigger than hip hop hip hop hip hop hip hop<br><br>[verse 1]<br>Uhh, uhh, uhh<br>One thing 'bout music when it's real they get scared<br>Got us slavin for the welfare<br>Aint no food, clothes, or healthcare<br>I'm down for guerilla warfare<br>All my niggas put your guns in the air if you really don't care<br>Skunk in the air, make a nigga wanna buck in the air<br>For my brother locked up in the jump for a year<br>Shit is real out here don't believe these videos<br>This fake ass industry gotta pay to get a song on the radio<br>Really though, dp'z gon' let you know<br>It's just a game of pimps and hoes<br>And it's all 'bout who you know<br>Not who we are, or how we grow<br>I rap 'bout what I know, what I go through<br>What I been through, not just for no dough<br>Even though the rent due, what I'm into ain't for no dough<br>Or just no fame, everything must change, nothin remains the same<br>Sick of the same ol' thang, it's bigger than bling bling<br><br>Hook:<br>If i, feel it I feel it, if I don't, I don't<br>If it ain't really real then I probably won't<br>Rollin with my soldiers, live soldiers, ready to ride<br>For this real hip hop y'all I'm ready to die<br>Uhh, hip what hop what hip what hop what hip what hop what hip what<br>Hop c'mon, c'mon, my soldiers, live soldiers, ready to ride<br>For this real hip hop y'all I'm ready to die<br><br>[verse 2]<br>Hip hop means sayin what I want never bite my tongue<br>Hip hop means teaching the young<br>If you feelin what I'm feelin then you hearin what I'm sayin<br>Cause these fake fake records just keep on playin<br>What you sayin huh dp bringin the funk<br>Let the bassline rattle your trunk, uhhh!<br>Punk pig wit a badge wanna handcuff me cuz my pants that's tend to sag<br>Hip hop means throw up your rag, soldier flag<br>Whether ridin on the bus or you stole a jag<br>M-1 mean freedom, burn the cash<br>Revolutionary love til the day we pass<br>Will they play it on the radio<br>Maybe not, maybe so we gon keep it pumpin though<br>Everybody know we headed for the whoa, fo sho<br><br>[verse 3]<br>Ay dogg that label is that slave ship<br>Owners got them whips and rappers is slaves<br>If you really wanna eat you gotta hear the same thing<br>With the football, b-ball, or if you slangin that dope<br>Aint never seen no hope, brainwash video shows be foolin my folk<br>What the hell a brother gon do though, huh<br>When the rent due, when the lights and the gas gonna get cut off<br>Drop them raps or cock them gats<br>Aint never had shit ever since we came to this bitch<br>Why I gotta feel pain to get rich<br>'stead of stackin chips, finna pack them clips<br><br>Hook 2x<br>(ride to this if you miss tupac, bounce to this if you love big poppa)<br><br>We keep it crunkah

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