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It's Bigger Than Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop remix) (a cappella)
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It's still bigger than hip hop
Hip hop, hip hop, hip
It's bigger than hip hop
Hip hop, hip hop, hip hop
One thing 'bout music, when it's real they get scared
Got us slavin' for the welfare
Ain't no food, clothes or healthcare
I'm down for guerilla warfare
All my niggas put your guns in the air
If you really don't care, skunk in the air
Make a nigga wanna buck in the air
From a brother locked up, finna jump in a year
Shit is real out here, don't believe these videos
This fake ass industry
Gotta pay to get your song on the radio
Really though, DP's gon' let you know
It's just a game of pimps and hoes
And it's all 'bout who you know
Not who we are or how we grow
I rap 'bout what I know, what I go through
What I been through, not just for no dough
Even though the rent due, what I'm into ain't for no dough
Or just for fame, everything must change
Nothing remains the same
Sick of the same old thing
It's bigger than bling bling
If I feel it, I feel it, if I don't, I don't
If it ain't really real, then I probably won't
Rollin' with my soldiers, live soldiers ready to ride
For this real hip hop, y'all, I'm ready to die, uh
Hip hop, hip hop, hip hop, hip hop
My soldiers, live soldiers ready to ride
For this real hip hop, y'all, I'm ready to die, uh
Hip hop mean sayin' what I want, never bite my tongue
Hip hop mean teachin' the young
If you feelin' what I'm feelin' and you hear what I'm sayin'
'Cause these fake, fake records just keep on playin'
What you sayin', huh? DP bringin' the funk
Let the bassline ride in your trunk, uh
Punk pig with a badge wanna handcuff me
'Cause my pants just tend to sag
Hip hop mean throw up your rag
Soldier flag, if you ridin' on the bus or you stole a Jag
And one mean freedom, burn the cash
Revolutionary love 'til the day we pass
Will they play it on the radio? Maybe not, maybe so
We gon' keep it pumpin' though
Everybody know we had it for the woe, for sure
Ayy dog, that label is that slave ship
Owners got them whips and rappers is slaves
If you really wanna eat, you got to hit
Same thing with the football, b-ball
Or if you slangin' that dope
Ain't never seen no whole brainwashed video shows be foolin' my folk
What the hell a brother gon' do though, huh?
When the rent due, when the lights and the gas finna get cut off
Drop them raps or cock them gats
Ain't never had shit ever since we came in this bitch
Why I gotta feel pain to get rich?
'Stead of stackin' chips, better pack them clips, boy
If I feel it, I feel it, if I don't, I don't
If it ain't really real, then I probably won't
Rollin' with my soldiers, live soldiers ready to ride
For this real hip hop, y'all, I'm ready to die, uh
Ride to this if you miss 2Pac
Bounce to this if you love Big Poppa
My soldiers, live soldiers ready to ride
For this real hip hop, y'all, I'm ready to die, uh
Hip hop, hip hop, hip hop, hip hop
It's bigger than hip hop, hip hop, hip hop, hip hop
It's bigger than hip hop, hip hop, hip hop, hip hop
It's bigger than hip hop, hip hop, hip hop, hip hop
If I feel it, I feel it, if I don't, I don't
If it ain't really real, then I probably won't
Rollin' with my soldiers, live soldiers ready to ride
For this real hip hop, y'all, I'm ready to die, uh
Ride to this if you miss 2Pac
Bounce to this if you love Big Poppa
My soldiers, live soldiers ready to ride
For this real hip hop, y'all, I'm ready to die, uh
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