Man hit the jack I can't knock that
And it's a culture you can't forget about that
Too many vultures in it too many
I think nothing keep up stay
Cause he couldn't see the culture in it
Too many funny clothes too much auto tunes ha ha
Too many gangsters when they made the auto goon
Listen boy you should play your role
Like rap don't need a brand new de la soul
Pay homage to any MC who paved our road
Or the big Mercedes Benz boy won't get drove
I say that cause I be where the monsters at
I'm like god damn they even screwed up conscious rap god dammit
I think rap need a new p e to fight the power
And be free fight the power
And try to bring the light like ge ge
I think we deaf dumb and we blind and for the ten hundredth time
Who give a damn about our swag and our grind
Why don't you rhyme about a thought that you had on your mind
You an MC let me see how you really design ya know
The thrill is gone
The sh*t is pathetic
Please forget it
Your style is played out
The thrill is gone
Prepare for this rap killing
Ri ri right
The thrill is gone
Let it let it go
Your style is played out
The thrill is gone
Right
The thrill is gone
At once get from positive to negative
I'm hyper and I'm calm as a sedative ah
The artist the executive
At once the son and the father the comedy and the drama
The fun and the karma the shame and the honor
The skin under the armor the bullet that pierce the flesh
The love of life death
How it flash before your eyes when a knife is near your chest
We the best we the worst the club or the church
The soap or the dirt the murder the birth
At once yeah the idle worship sitting in the seaport uh
Waiting for a war that ain't ever gong be fought no
The correspondents covering this attack on free thought oh
Quiet style pee wee got it covered like three fourths
Time to wake up teddy p said
It best when he was in the blue notes
I'm the extension of my memories
Hip hop is in my heart I keep it closer than my enemies
I bet you they remember me word
Right
The thrill is gone
The sh*t is pathetic
Please forget it
Your style is played out
The thrill is gone
Prepare for this rap killing
Ri ri right
The thrill is gone
Let it go go let it go
Your style is played out
The thrill is gone
Ri ri right
Prepare for this rap killing
Right
I think all you need's a beat and a hook that all
I need entertainment now light a blunt and go and read me a book
Why don't you make a dance song they'll get you a look
Bet MTV they'll get ya some push
Give it a month or two homie you'll be hitting the roof
The hip hop heads mad but I'm spitting the truth it's the truth
It's the computer age now better get with the youth gotta get with
Don't nobody give a damn of what you spit in the booth
Better make your ringtone keep your bling on
Sing anything and try to get your sing on
Me I'm just laughing rolling rolling
While I'm rolling in a caddy that's golden
No I ain't a pimp or guerrilla pimp uh uh
I'm just a poet that all the killers with
For spitting that realer sh*t realer sh*t
If we were y'all mc's most of y'all illegal
Right statik selektah
The thrill is gone
The sh*t is pathetic
Please forget it
Your style is played out
The thrill is gone
Prepare for this rap killing
Ri ri right
The thrill is gone
Let it go
Your style is played out
The thrill is gone
Ri ri right
Prepare for this rap killing
Right
Right
Right
Right
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