Hip Hop Warning

[Intro]

I don't really know if it's dead or alive

They called for an ambulance, they say one of them won't be able to make it until March 27th

But in the meantime I'll give it a check up

[Hook x2]

Hip Hop just died here's a warning (somebody ring the alarm)

Hip Hop just died here's a warning (somebody ring the alarm)

Hip Hop just died here's a warning

That revenge is coming

[Bridge]

Man I don't even know if Hip Hop dead but I do know that some of the biggest retail stores is going out of business. Record sales ain't doing what they used to do. Remember when you used go 4-5 million sold, now everybody having trouble to go gold man. There's a lot good music coming out the South but a lot of nonsense coming out the South. But I can't blame no artist, I blame corporate America for the downfall of rap

Hip Hop should die before I'm great

I'mma do more than just murder a mixtape

I'mma do more than just murder a mixtape

I'mma do more than just murder a mixtape

[Verse 1]

Yeah

Pollution I smell that in the breeze

But let's try not get mad at the trees

Tell 'em all not to get mad at the leaves

Let's get mad at the idiots who planted the seeds

When it comes to mixtapes, I'm known as the Messiah

I influenced these other rappers to get tighter

Go to every label and murder the check writer

Whoever hired him we should pray he get fired

As soon as they kick 'em out in Broadway

Show'em how to make his Hip Hop the hard way

I bring the whole South with me

You should just call me

Yeah we can make a piñata out of him all day

Yeah, and I ain't even finna be gentle

You can murder Salaam for sending me the instrumental

It ain't coincidental how they can get into were mental

Then the minute you see it they tell ya it was accidental

All rich rappers do is complain

Everybody arguing to be on top of the game

9 out 10 rap about coppin' them thangs

Or how the gat go BLAT BLAT BLAT when it bang

And it seem H-Town got the popular slang

Platinum grills everybody else copping the same (what)

Platinum grills everybody else copping the same

Then everybody run to that like it the populist thang

What is that man? Where the hell ya swagger at?

Who gon' be the first person to bring the old swagger back?

Doing what I do it seem boys mad at that

You a sharp homie where the hell were dagger at

I was a fan sitting up in the stands when it was

M-E-T-H-O-D MAN

Get a M-E-T-H-O-D for Cham

Rakim was still thinking of a master plan

And it worked, and now I'ma fit up in my place

Stay humble, stay focused, to show that I got grace

You better not point the burner to my face

Better load up the burner and then turn it to Myspace (preach)

The same rapper that die hard

Bruce Willis with a vest under the Izod

Wanna beat you? man I ain't gotta try hard

You getting beat by the internet in you Ipod

The label don't want you be Master P

Took the Master and put it right after P

Puppet master but I won't let them master me

You an idiot if your giving up your masters free

Corporate America is F'n up the rap game

Why we always argue 'bout which rapper got the fat chain

You real gangsta you pulling out your gat mayne

The real gangsta whoever on your rap name

Like Busta said "You should give a performance"

That's the truth us rappers shouldn't try to avoid it

If you're married to the game, go ahead and divorce it

Especially if it's rap, we ain't even enjoying it

Yeah, I am not going to point a K at a magazine

Because of what somebody say in a magazine

I could pull out my chain yelling Bodda Bling

Or on a G4 plane sitting by the wing

Telling you the leather feel good don't it

For 50 thou you'll have a real good moment

The plane is landed by the pilot that flown it

I am not an idiot cuz I'm trying to own it

Little kids look at me and say "You the best"

1.3 million in the U.S

Some label exec getting a new desk

I get an award, they tell me that I'm too blessed

Honestly it just excited my family

I just hide the medicine inside of the candy

Get cured by the music blasting out of your Camry

If not, I'll hide the medicine inside of your brandy

Cuz I know that ya'll boys gotta be drunk

To think that Chamillionaire gon' be an industry punk

I'm an in-the-streets prob, you will get stumped

Get criss-crossed off when ya get jumped

Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this

Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this

Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this

Some of them try to rhyme but they cain't

Cuz I'm the miggidi miggidi mack that stack the plat plaques

But rap ya so wack so I'm back to spit crack

March 27th I'm back and that's fact

So rappers that can't rap get ready cuz it's a rap