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Yo class how u doing? dude, I'm back in the fax I'm taking time off acting I gotta relax I need a new beat Yo freshtro I got a few treats U been up in the city long? Nah only two weeks Cool well, sorry 'bout the weather It's been raining all week I hope it gets a little better Either way class listen, I got a I'll vision Bout a song I'm working on you think you got the right rythm? Man c'mon, you know I got some shit that'll break your neck I used up what I want but you can take what's left Don't give me bullshit dog, you know (I blazed a set?) You know you got something saved for west I got a I'll concept hip hop How to pay a real line? 1987 I be reppin all this hype? session And I still be gettin stressin You know it's hard to be hip hop And ain't nobody stayin real Don't pay bills when you showcase skill Ain't nobody living off of doing windmills, I'm painting train rails, that's real It's hard to be hip hop You know it's hard to be hip hop I got no glassy? grills, so my raps ain't real Cause I don't pack steal then my tracks appeal And to the mass appeal watch how fast they fail Yeah I'm hip hop son until my cats get sealed It's hard in a culture when the fans are fickled Understand my issue, your old man will diss you One minute your whack and then your jams official And then they switch again, Two bottles of cancer hit you First they loved L L, Then they hated him And then they loved him again, Then they degraded him So lately, basically, I don't know if I can play though When survival of the fittest, let me see what kind of shape I'm in Yo stro when I was younger like 19 I could spend all day writing rhyme schemes Spittin, freestylin, cypherin the streets But now I got responsibilities Yo it's hard to be hip hop No this is not an illusion Cats are killing me luke Thinking lifes like a video shoot They ain't spittin the truth Tru, I got a similar view But I guess that's the damage the industry do I'm 28 unemployed, a grown ass man Still trying to rap with no fall back plan Go all out fan you got nothing to lose Cause only to yourself you got something to prove Yeah we gotta be hip hop it's all that we know Blaze up the shelto stro Yo on with the show Get the drum track going Ok enough small talk But whatever you drop, keep it hard It's gotta be hip hop You know it's hard to be hip hop Gotta be hip hop
Writer(s): Luke Boyd, Brian Arthur Pelrine, Wesley St Aubyn Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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