F**k Hip Hop

Verse

Steppin' through the scene, no love for the phonies

Industry puppets, y'all a bunch of Tony Starks, baloney

Claim kings, snatchin' crowns like a klepto

Catch me shredding dreams in my tailored retro

P. Diddy's empire, smoke and mirrors, crime show

Runnin' scams backstage, sharks in tuxedos

Million-dollar suits, truth's a cheap knockoff

Platinum plaques, but your soul's in a standoff

Chorus

Whole scene a circus, clowns in the limelight

Sniffin' out the fake, y'all ain't built for this life

Grimy politics, blame on the range to fire

Feast on lies, another sacrificial pyre

Verse

The game's rigged, y'all stuck in your chains

Follow trends, sell your souls for the smallest gains

Industry's puppetmasters, greedy hands in pockets

But I see the strings, dismantling your rockets

Y'all pop bottles, but can't pop a truth

User-friendly flows, synthetic like a Bluetooth

Spineless hip-hop, cash in at the teller

Step in my realm, meet ya grim stream acapella

Fakes be flossin' but they Fraggle Rockin',

Plastic personas, on the block they mockin'.

Metaphorically, they mannequins in a myth,

Talkin' tough, but ain't legit, hollow hearted in the drift.

Posers preachin' prowess, but pockets stay empty,

Studio gangstas, fabricated frenzy.

Keyboard killers, typin' tales to tell,

Rubber bullets in their bars, the truth they never sell.

Chorus

Whole scene a circus, clowns in the limelight

Sniffin' out the fake, y'all ain't built for this life

Grimy politics, blame on the range to fire

Feast on lies, another sacrificial pyre