Nas: Hip Hop Is Dead (Clean Version)
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Nas: Hip Hop Is Dead (Clean Version)
"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 and body 'em all day
Roll to every station, murder the DJ
Roll to every station, murder the DJ.
If hip hop should die before I wake
I'll put an extended clip and body 'em all day
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, people smoke, chill, party, and die in the same corner
Get cash, live fast, body their man's mama
Quick fast tricker fingers on the llama
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 you Nas helped grow us up
My face once graced promotional Sony trucks
Hundred million in billin', I helped build 'em up
Gave my friend my right, I could have gave left
So like my girl Foxy, the kid went Def
So people, who's your top ten?
Is it MC Shan? Is it MC Ren?
If hip hop should die before I wake
I'll put an extended clip and body 'em all day
Roll to every station, murder the DJ
Roll to every station, murder the DJ.
If hip hop should die before I wake
I'll put an extended clip and body 'em all day
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.
The bigger the cap, the bigger the peelin'
Come through, something ill, missin' the ceilin'
What influenced my raps? Stick up's and killin's
Kidnappin's, project buildin's, drug dealin's
Criticize that, why is that?
Cause Nas rap is compared to legitimized crap
Cause we love to talk on ass we chickens
Most intellectuals will only half listen
So you can't blame jazz musicians
Or David Stern with his NBA fashion issues
Oh I think 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.
If hip hop should die before I wake
I'll put an extended clip and body 'em all day
Roll to every station, murder the DJ
Roll to every station, murder the DJ.
If hip hop should die before I wake
I'll put an extended clip and body 'em all day
Roll to every station, murder the DJ
Roll to every station, murder the DJ.
Hip hop just died this mornin'
Hip hop just died this mornin'
Hip hop just died this mornin'
And she's dead, 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 80 peoples from my hood that showed up
And they came to show love
Sold out concert and the doors are closed shut.
"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 and body 'em all day
Roll to every station, murder the DJ
Roll to every station, murder the DJ.
If hip hop should die before I wake
I'll put an extended clip and body 'em all day
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, people smoke, chill, party, and die in the same corner
Get cash, live fast, body their man's mama
Quick fast tricker fingers on the llama
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 you Nas helped grow us up
My face once graced promotional Sony trucks
Hundred million in billin', I helped build 'em up
Gave my friend my right, I could have gave left
So like my girl Foxy, the kid went Def
So people, who's your top ten?
Is it MC Shan? Is it MC Ren?
If hip hop should die before I wake
I'll put an extended clip and body 'em all day
Roll to every station, murder the DJ
Roll to every station, murder the DJ.
If hip hop should die before I wake
I'll put an extended clip and body 'em all day
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.
The bigger the cap, the bigger the peelin'
Come through, something ill, missin' the ceilin'
What influenced my raps? Stick up's and killin's
Kidnappin's, project buildin's, drug dealin's
Criticize that, why is that?
Cause Nas rap is compared to legitimized crap
Cause we love to talk on ass we chickens
Most intellectuals will only half listen
So you can't blame jazz musicians
Or David Stern with his NBA fashion issues
Oh I think 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.
If hip hop should die before I wake
I'll put an extended clip and body 'em all day
Roll to every station, murder the DJ
Roll to every station, murder the DJ.
If hip hop should die before I wake
I'll put an extended clip and body 'em all day
Roll to every station, murder the DJ
Roll to every station, murder the DJ.
Hip hop just died this mornin'
Hip hop just died this mornin'
Hip hop just died this mornin'
And she's dead, 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 80 peoples from my hood that showed up
And they came to show love
Sold out concert and the doors are closed shut.
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