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j.real hip hop - riot lyrics

[intro: j.real hip hop]

walter said the sp-ce tape was my most lyrical…
guess i gotta get a little more lyrical

[verse 1: j.real hip hop]

uh, the streets talking she said, we in her throat
and she watching too, we in her scope
if i was signed to interscope i probably wouldn’t spit this flow
but since i’m not, this is for my dudes in front the liquor store
and my sisters on them corners and them stripper poles
and they kids who broke, and them brothers flipping bricks of blow
just to get some more, see we weren’t bred to win
so we breaking into the stadium so we can fix the score
word to the fugees! black leaders can’t move me
politicians can’t rule me, they ask me about our black president
i say, “i give a f-ck cause he doesn’t represent me
i’m represented by my almighty father, n-gga, ain’t nothing harder!”
they saying black artists worshipping satan
irony is, they the only ones bumping the station
to all you saying that these rappers into baphomet
stop the sh-t! i told you that was dumber that waka nem’
not saying i don’t believe in secret societies
but i know none of the members got skin like india irie
so don’t try to run that dumb sh-t by me
i’m more suspicious about some of these high priest
hip-hop alumni, i’m suma-k-m-lade
illuminati to these rap cowards rocking that prada
they howling about fendi, fendi! louie, gucci’
i’m screaming out che guevera, marcus garvey, martin, malcolm x, & huey
“who he?” the newer, male version of sojourner
with a bible and a burner, praying for the system’s murder
pull up in a black suburban, hop out & preach a sermon
then i say the our father and leave bullets in your sternum
i don’t rap about guns, money, and murder
if i have to be a “thug” i’m a “thug” with a purpose
i’m trying to pull the plug on the stuff trying to hurt us
get the truth that they swept under the rug and get it drug to the surface
they thinking that we worthless, f-ck it i’m bout’ to wild out
make a trap out the white house, room full of college dropouts
kanye diamonds in his mouth might get knocked out
my father got cancer in his prostate, don’t ask me why i’m irate

[bridge: j.real hip hop]

everybody say yeah! lemme see your hands in the air
wave em like your baby-daddy don’t care
like you and your momma on food stamps & welfare
with no health care, make em say yeah!

[hook: j.real hip hop]

the streets talking, she say we in her throat
and she watching too, we in her scope
well if she don’t give a f-ck, then we don’t give a f-ck neither
if you don’t give a f-ck, then we don’t give a f-ck neither

the government watching, they see us in our boat
they know we’re about to sink, and they won’t help us float
if they don’t give a f-ck, we don’t give neither
if they don’t give a f-ck, we don’t give neither

these rap n-ggas stunting, they flashing all they dough
so we gonna hit em up, f-ck it they got more
if they don’t give a f-ck, we don’t give a f-ck neither
so we gonna hit em up for they’re cheese & split it up even

[verse 2: j.real hip hop]

our elders left our generation in stooper
what you expect? a strange past sets up for an odd future
k!ll people, burn sh-t, f-ck school?
f-ck that! k!ll evil, burn hatred, change rules
we can’t move, they got us locked
we gotta break through, we can’t stop
don’t want us at the top, so we’ll control the bottom
a chaotic army, is a controlled riot!

[bridge 2: j.real hip hop] [3x]

yeah! yeah! bang this out the stadium
bang this in your radius let em know you ain’t taking it
no more, go hard at the radio stations and force the djs to play this sh-t
let the world bang to this!

[verse 3: j.real hip hop]

blacking out, you ain’t seeing me
your match went out, you ain’t heated
i’m flashing out, yup, i’m beaming
i’m spazzing out, n-e-r-d-ing
i’m speaking being a g*nius
you peons ain’t got no meaning
i’m fiending, needing a reason
to squeeze and delete your team
freddy kruegar, you dreaming
spit poisonous ivory, i’m keenan
y’all blindly following leaders
i’ve got my mind’s eye, i see ya’
you shook up from all the fear
you can’t stop us we’re here
a hip-hopper, j.real
a message from the people

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