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  • 作词 : Adams, Ingle, Jones, Lordan
    Hip hop hip hop is dead
    Hip--hip hop hip hop is dead

    Hip--hip hop hip--hip hop is dead

    Hip--hip hop hip hop hip hop
    If hip hop should die before I wake
    I'll put an extended clip inside of my AK
    Roll to every station, murder the DJ
    Roll to every station, murder the DJ

    Hip hop just died this mornin'
    And she's dead, she's dead
    Yeah, ****** smoke, laugh, party, and die in the same corner
    Get cash, live fast, body their man's mama
    Rich ass ****** is ridin' with three llamas
    Revenge in their eyes, Hennesy and the ganja
    Word to the wise with villain state of minds
    Grindin', hittin' Brazilian dimes from behind
    Grindin', hittin' Brazilian dimes from behind
    (Grindin', hittin' Brazilian dimes from behind)
    Whenever, if ever, I roll up, it's sown up
    Any ghetto will tell ya Nas helped grow us up
    My face once graced promotional Sony trucks
    Hundred million in billin', I helped build 'em up
    Gave my ***** my right, I could have gave left
    So like my girl Foxy, a ***** went Def
    So *****, who's your top ten?
    Is it MC Shan? Is it MC Ren?

    Hip hop just died this mornin'
    And she's dead, she's dead
    The bigger the cap, the bigger the peelin'
    Come through, something ill, missin' the ceilin'
    What influenced my raps? Stick ups and killings
    Kidnappings, project buildings, drug dealings
    Criticize that, why is that?
    Cuz Nas rap is compared to legitimized crap
    Cuz we love to talk on ass we gettin'
    Most intellectuals will only half listen
    So you can't blame jazz musicians
    Or David Stern with his NBA fashion issues
    Oh I they like me--in my white tee
    You can't ice me, we here for life B
    On my second marriage, hip hop's my first wifey
    And for that we not takin' it lightly
    If hip hop should die we die together
    Bodies in the morgue lie together
    All together now

    Hip hop just died this mornin'

    Hip hop just died this mornin'

    Hip hop just died this mornin'
    she's dead, And she's dead

    Everybody sound the same, commercialize the game
    Reminiscin' when it wasn't all business
    If it got where it started
    So we all gather here for the dearly departed
    Hip hopper since a toddler
    One homeboy became a man then a mobster
    If the guys let me get my last swig of Vodka
    R.I.P., we'll donate your lungs to a rasta
    Went from turntables to mp3s
    From Beat Street to commercials on Mickey D's
    From gold cables to Jacobs
    From plain facials to Botox and face lifts
    I'm lookin' over my shoulder
    It's about eighty ****** from my hood that showed up
    And they came to show love
    Sold out concert and the doors are closed shut
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Adams, Ingle, Jones, Lordan
    [00:11.09]Hip hop hip hop is dead
    [00:14.57]Hip--hip hop hip hop is dead
    [00:17.96]
    [00:19.01]Hip--hip hop hip--hip hop is dead
    [00:22.63]
    [00:23.50]Hip--hip hop hip hop hip hop
    [00:26.68]If hip hop should die before I wake
    [00:28.26]I'll put an extended clip inside of my AK
    [00:30.50]Roll to every station, murder the DJ
    [00:32.63]Roll to every station, murder the DJ
    [00:34.73]
    [00:45.41]Hip hop just died this mornin'
    [00:47.71]And she's dead, she's dead
    [00:51.39]Yeah, ****** smoke, laugh, party, and die in the same corner
    [00:54.27]Get cash, live fast, body their man's mama
    [00:56.45]Rich ass ****** is ridin' with three llamas
    [00:58.51]Revenge in their eyes, Hennesy and the ganja
    [01:00.56]Word to the wise with villain state of minds
    [01:02.87]Grindin', hittin' Brazilian dimes from behind
    [01:04.87]Grindin', hittin' Brazilian dimes from behind
    [01:07.06](Grindin', hittin' Brazilian dimes from behind)
    [01:09.30]Whenever, if ever, I roll up, it's sown up
    [01:11.42]Any ghetto will tell ya Nas helped grow us up
    [01:13.55]My face once graced promotional Sony trucks
    [01:15.79]Hundred million in billin', I helped build 'em up
    [01:17.92]Gave my ***** my right, I could have gave left
    [01:20.16]So like my girl Foxy, a ***** went Def
    [01:22.60]So *****, who's your top ten?
    [01:24.03]Is it MC Shan? Is it MC Ren?
    [01:26.10]
    [01:36.21]Hip hop just died this mornin'
    [01:48.44]And she's dead, she's dead
    [01:53.11]The bigger the cap, the bigger the peelin'
    [01:54.86]Come through, something ill, missin' the ceilin'
    [01:56.92]What influenced my raps? Stick ups and killings
    [01:58.98]Kidnappings, project buildings, drug dealings
    [02:01.29]Criticize that, why is that?
    [02:03.59]Cuz Nas rap is compared to legitimized crap
    [02:05.72]Cuz we love to talk on ass we gettin'
    [02:08.28]Most intellectuals will only half listen
    [02:10.34]So you can't blame jazz musicians
    [02:12.59]Or David Stern with his NBA fashion issues
    [02:14.58]Oh I they like me--in my white tee
    [02:16.64]You can't ice me, we here for life B
    [02:18.88]On my second marriage, hip hop's my first wifey
    [02:21.07]And for that we not takin' it lightly
    [02:23.13]If hip hop should die we die together
    [02:25.00]Bodies in the morgue lie together
    [02:26.68]All together now
    [02:27.81]
    [02:45.39]Hip hop just died this mornin'
    [02:48.08]
    [02:49.51]Hip hop just died this mornin'
    [02:52.45]
    [02:53.88]Hip hop just died this mornin'
    [02:57.81]she's dead, And she's dead
    [02:59.76]
    [03:10.62]Everybody sound the same, commercialize the game
    [03:12.37]Reminiscin' when it wasn't all business
    [03:14.93]If it got where it started
    [03:16.37]So we all gather here for the dearly departed
    [03:18.36]Hip hopper since a toddler
    [03:20.80]One homeboy became a man then a mobster
    [03:23.11]If the guys let me get my last swig of Vodka
    [03:25.61]R.I.P., we'll donate your lungs to a rasta
    [03:27.54]Went from turntables to mp3s
    [03:28.73]From Beat Street to commercials on Mickey D's
    [03:31.91]From gold cables to Jacobs
    [03:34.15]From plain facials to Botox and face lifts
    [03:36.71]I'm lookin' over my shoulder
    [03:38.34]It's about eighty ****** from my hood that showed up
    [03:41.02]And they came to show love
    [03:42.63]Sold out concert and the doors are closed shut