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hyperaptive - household hip-hop lyrics

household hip-hop

verse 1 :

pay attention, look closely if you-listen
you will see, that there, are truely few-christened
who can say, that they, are truely musicians
you’d find more talent now a days through-fishing
these rappers are lookin’ baffled like this sh-t-is-a-riddle
talkin’ sense’d leave ’em lookin’ like a cripple-who-dribbles
i ain’t a gangsta or a trick so i’ll just sit-in-the-middle
and you can say what you want, or shut your lip-and-just-fizzle
i’m hungry, on point, and fit-as-a-fiddle
could bring a couple of hits with lyrics written-in-scribbles
could give a dam about p’s i’m happy stickin’-to-lidols
these industry run protatutes give-me-the-giggles
cause i know this rap game like the back-of-my-hand
it’s fake as americas war in afghanistan
i don’t care about fame or if i’m lacking-the-glam
don’t wanna be one of these fakes stacking-their-grands
na, i’ll stick to being home-made
and build these thousands of fans from my home-page
don’t give a sh-t what fake guys and clones-say
always have and will do things my own-way……..

chorus:

now adays rap to me sounds a bit plop
these fake guys should be wearing bras and lip gloss
me i’m taking this game right to the tip-top
cause i ain’t your average household hip-hop

i’m not rich, on a beach wearing flip-flops
i’m on the block, in my house gettin sh-t locked
advancing every hour on the wrist watch
cause i ain’t your average household hip-hop….

verse 2:

man it’s incredible
the way how so many terrible
mcees out there p-ss off as sellable
claiming to make music but, you’re not credible
that’s why i never took serious anything you said-at-all!
i’ll munch you like a happy meal to me you’re edible
you talking like you’re something sick should be a federal
offence, name me one person on my pedestal
at my level or who’s even f-cking ahead-at-all!
and you’re probably stunned to know i made this beat-too !
umm, yes, i’m a musician it’s what we-do !
oh you think i’m in a booth where you can see through
to the million tecnitions switching the eq ?
how sweet, no i’m a real artist-son
not a fake imitation like half the sc-m
you might see on t.v with half east lon-
-ndon standing behind them posing while they’re parking-some
rented whip, fake from their heads-to-their-toes
try bring something original their heads-will-explode
yet people claim they’re sick while they head-to-their-shows
hip-hop never died, it just looks dead-cause-of-clones
so give me a fork-and-some-cups
and i’ll single handedly launch an -ssault-on-these-f-cks
touch on real life subjects that ought-to-be-touched
and see that every fake out there is forcibly-crushed

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