honest expression (feat. s恩IMSI蘿拉 & one be lo)
Honest Expression - BINARY STAR Ultimately martial art means
Honestly expressing yourself
It is easy for
Me to put on a show and be cocky
So I can show you some really fancy movement
But to express oneself honestly not lying to oneself
And to express myself honestly enough that my friend is
Very hard to do
Like sand through the hourglass
So are the days of our lives
And for that lie only we thrive
Awakenings as we make the dead come alive
Rise and walk my son come into the light
Inside the dark we illuminate mics
Give knowledge to mediocre the will to neanderthal
Filter to the smog digital to analog
We steady advancing rhyme enhancing
Simple minds can't keep up with this
I'm a put it on the table
I ain't a thug ni**a and playa
I ain't playful I'm jus'a non sinner
A man without label standin'on my own two
Tryin'to stay stable
Speakin'what I know to only what I label
I ain't the kinda guy who carry out for dough
The material cat who walk around for show
I'm jus'everyday merry way Joe in the go
While other's go wit'the flow
I ain't never been the one to follow trend
I do my own bit can't keep up with the Joneses
I'm on my own sh*t I don't care what you drink
What you stress how you dress or where you got the link
I ain't impressed
These lames walk around like mice in the maze
Tryin'to get up on cheese it's just a rap race
One escapes time seems to make
Man worships things over the supreme thing
A stop for lots should I join the hypocrites
Or side with the suckers by choice
It makes no difference that you're a product of environment
Is just coincidence the world's a violent place baby
There ain't no more innocence or civil men of penitence
Just ignorance casting the right from wrong
They mimic sh*t they see on TV or hear in a song
What they tell you they on a sucker act up every minute
The righteous live on but them niggas is invented
Yo I ain't hardcore I don't pack a nine millimeter
Most a y'all gangsta rappers ain't hardcore neither
Whoever get mad then I'm talkin''bout you
Claim you fear no man but never walk wit'our crew
Where I'm from your reputation don't mean jack
So what you pack gats and you sell fiends crack
You ain't big time my man
You ain't no different from the next cat in my neighborhood who did time
Rhyme after rhymes it's the same topic
What make you think you hardcore 'cause you was raised in the projects
Broke a **finally got a hundred in your pocket
Now you on the mic spittin'money's no object
What you say is bullcrap if you wasn't wit'your crew
Or wasn't drunk off the brew would you still pull gats
You need to stop fronting or you headed for self destruction
Yeah today's topic is self destruction
I ain't talkin''bout the KRS one discussion
I'm talkin ''bout the one too many ignorant suckers
Lyin'on the mic to my sisters and brothers
Every time you listen to the radio
All you hear is nonsense they never play the bomb sh*t
Everything that glitters ain't gold
And every gold record don't glitter that's for damn sure
Y'all needto be cool as sh*t
Tryin'to teach you from the heart
Y'all rambling on and ain't sayin'nothing
I'm busy in the mind
I'm a go invent I think I'll elevate my mental
When I talk I know I'm talking for Hip Hoppers all around
Yo see cats got confused somewhere man confused
About what hip hop was you know what I 'm sayin'
Or what hip hop is it's business yo you know it
It's big money know what I'm sayin'that's all these cats about
You know that's b******t right that's ni**a talk ni**a talk
But if you want to make money yo I got it broke down though
Break it down I got it broke down
You got hip hop then you got hip pop
Hip pop hip pop
Alright but a lot of cats want pop
Yes know what I'm sayin'
It used to be real hip
You got the top forty version of hip hop
I still got something else
Something else that I wanna get off my chest
What know what I'm sayin'
How many cats you know
Speak the ill legit rhyme after rhyme diligent
Eighty five percent represent ignorant
Either you innocent or guilty
Some of my favorite emcees fell of
It damn near killed me
Lookin'at the kids that was true hip pop
Nowadays them cats don't even do hip hop
Rap got 'em brainwashed with cats that don't last
And five minutes of fame that's when it's a shame
Seein'real emcees tryin'to imitate rappers
If you ask me they goin'out a**backwards
Trading in respect to push a fat lex'
Puff rhymin'on the remix what's next
It hurts so bad I wanna smack 'em
My favorite crew members break up
Turn around and join whack ones
This is dedicated to you hip hop hypocrites
Droppin'whack songs like you don't give a sh*t
I ain't got nothin'against nobody trying to make a decent living
It ain't the money that's the issue
Only if that's the reason why these cats ain't makin'decent music
That's when I got beef wit'you
And I'm a bring it to you like never
Go ahead call me player hater if it make you feel better
Try to jump my crew if you cats feel boggy
You need to wake up and smell the damn coffee
Know what I 'm sayin'these whack emcees
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1 | Coldharbour Selections Part 23 | |
2 | New Hip Hop 12 | |
3 | Binary Star EP | |
4 | las Vegas 10 (mixed version) | |
5 | Waterworld | |
6 | Masters of the Universe |