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I'm causious to tell people I perform rap
bc I feel like its more than that.
I feel like its past color
I feel like its more than black
I feel like my form is above the norm
So I'm better raisin the bar
Im used to being that bad little nigga raisin hell n the yard
Its hard for me to spit about a topic that is specific
Bc my thoughts are deeper than the deepest rifts n the pacific
You know its a gift
It hits me much harder than its hitting you
Slim Narrow window of opportunity I see its fitting thru
Hip hop has lost its variety
Not in its entirety
Its dying b
Fans is laughing like a riot
Auto tune is crack every artist has tried it
Hip hop is the home I used to abide in
Now supposedly everybody bringin change
Don't care if your with Biden
Money is what's drivin
Talent in the trunk and marketability in the passenger
Real hip hop beggin for coins while the 400,000 Bentley passes ya
Conductors at the reigns couldn't see the progress that was laid
So the direction was blinded due to the fact that the pavement wasn't paved
So in Reality all the guns n money is irrelavent
There is a story about what's wrong with hip hop today and these rappers are telling it
Fab said he cellabate and I don't give a fuck either
Hip hop is an empire
But how is Rome supposed to progress with no ceasar
No leader
Media takeouts exploit us n flaunts us
Rap is under construction
The Renaissance is upon us