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You got the mic

People

So called street cred

The radio

The T.V.

The world wide web

But we cant do nothing with what you said

Sounds like somebody's in bed wit the feds

Hoovermusic

(First)

How you gonna make music

When you take music

And abuse it make my crew sick

So nobody else can use it

More than just some

Non singin'

Drug slingin'

Hollywood swingin'

Fling

Sing

Is it rating or raping

No more taping

But somebody is still regulating

These love to hate songs

Y'all know that's wrong

Anything for the money

Tough guy

Bet, MTV pic

The mic the pig

Honesty

This policy

Be killin' me

Good for who

Good for what

Is your mind body soul

Is it better from it

Tell me why do y'all love it?

Songs meant to send you to prison

Bids to influence a million and half kids

You got the mic

People

So called street cred

The radio

The T.V.

The world wide web

But we cant do nothing with what you said

Sounds like somebody's in bed wit the feds(Second)

Monstars lurking the planet fame

1 hand in your pocket

1 hand in your brain

Sucking your soul like a video game

I don't even understand what the f you sayin'

Who's consumin the boom

As they vaccuum your room

Shake your boom boom

They finance your doom

You think its romance

Just because you dance

That black exec you know he didn't stand a chance

Trapped in the middle of what you be doin'

Increased market position

Down to what and how you listenin'

Came in this game

Never thought that id ever

Seehiphop

The game in the name of jedgarYou got the mic

People

So called street cred

The radio

The T.V.

The world wide web

But we cant do nothing with what you said

Sounds like somebody's in bed wit the feds

Hoovermusic(Third)

From cats told crap

Young rappers gettin trapped.

Buying the same of trick

On some of the same ol tracks

The rich stackin chips

Poor banging with new slang

In the ghost and the shadow of your government name

Made in the USA

Fighting the power in Brooklyn

To grinnin in juicin while crooked

Say you don't know me

Or owe me or us

My disgust

Interrupting my black august

I fuss

Cause these white kids confusing the worst of us

Can it be a lil bit more

Than sex and drinks songs

Fight clubs gettin' they strip on

Gangs of kids

Who copy what they did

Both coasts are clear

Some people got no idea

Who sent em hereYou got the mic

People

So called street cred

The radio

The T.V.

The world wide web

But we cant do nothing with what you said

Sounds like somebody's in bed wit the feds

Hoovermusic

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