Rap Isn't Dead
but in the streets people are getting busy
smoking fat blunts & get pretty dizzy
we got to bounce to the ounce its the hour of power
don't sweat that Whoomp there it is girl just take a cold shower
we got lines being drawn in the sand when will we ever live to understand
it started with Grandmaster Flash with Mellie Mel & the Furious five
thank you Jesus that i'm still alive
got suckers that want to end me and bust up the economy
have we any dignity
gone are the days I used wake of in a haze
today were just a mouse stuck in its maze so be brave & act your age
Rap isn't dead i don't know what is going on in your head
you want a face full of lead
these are desperate times yet we settle for ill but faded rhymes
for a stated cause that's atrocious there's burning rubber in the road
sides are being drawn with heads in the street no meet and greet
so stand alive young G your going to make sweet history
for rap is where its at in my big mac attack
will take you to the limit one more time
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