Rap Game's Hijacked

Yeah
Too many hardcore muthafuckas out here in this business
Aint gettin their proper loot
You know what Im sayin?
(Right)
Check the technique
(Aha)
[ VERSE 1 ]
Everybody talkin bout the way hip-hop aint the same
Suckers kidnapped the game
I know the biggest in the business, and no joke
Half of em broke - and none of em smoke
(Bust the facts, loc)
I got into this hip-hop game
Just to try to get a girl and get some light-weight fame
Thered never been no cash made in it
So who thought you could get paid with it?
Just crash the club with my crew and then Im outta there
Hit some skins, act bugged, that was a rap career
Then Run -D.M.C. jumped the fuck off
Got mad paid, word, kicked the bucks off
There wasnt many rappers out there rockin the streets
When hip-hop was just cuts and beats
I seen Wildstyle , dug the scene
I wanna be an MC, rock, rock on - know what I mean?
I started crashin rap contests
Shootin hardcore rhymes through wack MCs chests
I signed on the lines of a wack contract
Didnt even read it, fuck that
They gonna put my record out
Im gonna be large, know what Im talkin about?
In the first 2 years I made about 300 bucks
Yo, this business sucks
But I got another chance and I came correct
Got a lawyer and accountant, now my shits legit
But many wont get no second chance
And get fucked in this biz without a kiss or a dance
The game is to exploit young ghetto kids
A straight pimp game, and there aint no shame
And the shits gone too far
100 hip-hop labels with all white A&Rs
The games hijacked
The rap games hijacked
Let me tell you how it happened
[ VERSE 2 ]
Now while every MC in the game
Was worryin about a white boy gettin the fame
They dug out the foundation
Now let me give a demonstration
Say you got a dope group from the hood
Talkin mad shit like theyre up to no good
You take em to a label
Now who sits behind the table?
Some jewish muthafucka that dont know shit
Tryin to tell yall whats a fuckin street hit
The shits way off course
Its like me tellin Johnny Cash how to sing about his horse
You go on tour, the white agency says youre wild
Tone down your style
The radio jocks are all pop
So how the fuck this nigga know what shit to rock?
The shit that make your face turn green
Is when you get dissed by a kidnap magazine
I give a fuck about these muthafuckas
Im doin this jam to save my hip-hop brothers
Get your paperwork straight, kid
Get a lawyer and accountant just like I did
Dont blow your dough, cause you will see gs
But this game has no guarantees
Learn about publishing points, so you wont be blind
Learn to read everything you sign
Then you might have a chance
If not, bend over, pull down your pants
The games hijacked
(Yeah
I dont they hear you, brother)
Yo, the rap games hijacked
(Word )
Im talkin bout a hijack
(Say it one more time, baby)
The rap games hijacked
Check it
(Break it down for these niggas)
[ VERSE 3 ]
You can go gold and still owe the record label cash
Yo kid, check the math
Learn about the word recoup, troop
And stop walkin round all hyped and souped
You aint nothin but somethin to be used and worked
You aint nothin but a sucker to be duped and jerked
Cause the fuckin record label dont love ya, pal
They didnt love ya on the street and dont love ya now
Theyre out to make an end, friend
Cause every dollar you make, they damn near make 10
Theyll take you for everything you got
Or else theyll sign you and they put on the shelf to rot
Im tryin to tell you whats up
You best to listen to this record even if you hate my fucking guts
Cause I just cant stand around and watch rap get done
And my brothers aint gettin none
A nigga like me has gotta spit game
Nigga, get that cash flow. fuck that muthafuckin fame
Cause the white mans rippin us off once again
Real hip-hop, my man
Fool, the rap games hijacked
You need to listen, nigga
The rap games hijacked
Need to play this record about ten times
The rap games hijacked
Black people dont own shit
The rap games hijacked
Check it
R&Bs hijacked
Black acting is hijacked
Just being black is hijacked
(Build, my nigga, build, my nigga)
Nigga
Stupid muthafuckas, they rippin us off
You better get a end..
While the moneys there, boy
Silly-ass bitch runnin around with a gold chain
All niggas gotta get some real estate
Muthafucka
Come up
Fuck a bitch
Better get somethin you can own, asshole
White man aint givin up shit
Word o life
Although I got a white engineer
But hes gettin minimum wage
So its cool...
Yeah
Shits been hijacked