NINO:
Check this out X...rock wit\' me in Slo-Mo.
-I-
Got a new mind-state everywhere I go...I been sittin\' back and observin\'
Like I always do.
Had to remind myself that shit ain\'t what it used to be.
My
Hip-Hop state of mind has been a little scarred as the years go on...
Doesn\'t mean I forgot all of the real shit, though.
You see...I grew up around the REAL OG\'s.
The ones who started this global impact that we see in the
World today.
But they don\'t get the props that they deserve from these new
-Artists-
Now...
It seems as if
A hot 16 can get you street cred now...
...And most don\'t even feel it.
PLUS!
It really aint gotta be YOUR
Life that you spit about, either.
Because...
From what I can understand in today\'s songs...
-Hustlas-
Are considered the bread and butter of the
Industries now...
While
The Underground lyricists
(Who will never get a deal because of all these sideshow clowns staking small claims
And therefore, never get heard by the \'big boys\')
Stay
-Exactly-
Where they are...
Underground.
\"The streets be callin\' me...\"
Such a familiar line, it\'s now become
The new slogan for the new bubble gum rappers.
Club Dances have become the new Hip Hop
Regime
As if
Big bass beats, poppin\' and breakin\' never existed.
The true origin is lost
In the manifolds of embarrassing catch phrases and tired-ass
Punchlines.
*Clears throat*
So BASICALLY...
It seems that a lot of people have ultimately forgotten what
:::REAL:::
Is.
Blindness due to fake reputations and fixations on the latest popular
Trends only
Tend
To cause mass confusion.
Phrases like
-\"I\'m a Martian\"-
Spread through the airwaves like a disease...
Poison to my ears.
But...
When we...
The revolutionary artists--the pioneers and established realists...
...Make our mark on our own society...
(Whether it be X settin\' to touch down, markin\' her spot...
Or me doin\' what I do...takin\' every livin\' and breathin\' thang by
Lyrical Storm)
...It becomes the shit of
Legends.
The status then becomes somewhat of a new trend to bite back on
All of the fake shit.
This is why I spit.
HIP HOP AIN\'T DEAD...!!!
XPERIENCE:
-I-
Be something like a lyrical genius
prophetically i spit into your future
ridding the game of this pathetic bullshit
wrapped and packaged as Hip-Hop
but nothing more than generic nonsense
that i\'m forced to endure
but i got the cure
...you see i cant agree when they say Hip Hop\'s dead
I know the secret location to where
the true beauty of the culture lies
it thrives within the Underground
hidden so that the Bullshit Rapitis
cant effect it...
Hip Hop i\'d never neglect this\'
and so i spit every line poetically
until i resurrect it
you see Jesus lived 33 years
but it only takes me 16 bars
to rebirth the inevitable
smooth, kinda cocky
but always unforgettable
-Can-
-I-
-Kick-
-It-
what happened to those days
when shit was real?
it seems that rapping is
is nothing more than a hobby
...shit...
even The Cat In The Hat had rhymes
dictionary type niggas
lines should be hard to define
...that damn...what he mean by that
type line
that...i had to close my eyes and think about it
type line
or that...that was the dopest shit i ever heard
type line..
Poop Stains?
Nah, how bout we stop staining the game
with these shitty ass tracks
I mean I like to shake my ass too
but these songs are just wack
true lovers of Hip-Hop don\'t need to pretend
...you say you a fan of Hip-Hop
but you only fucking with the trend
See... I be...
more than just an angry emcee
wishing things could just go back
to the way they use to be
I\'ll scribe until i\'m outta time
and even when i cant rhyme my lines will live on
...and even if i never see the day
when bullshit rappers dissipate
ill be on my Moses shit...
waiting for wack rappers to
LET MY HIP HOP GO!!!