Rojelio Capone - HipHop Been Dead

★ intro ★
There wuz a time when uh rhyme could sublime uh crime-before da price of drippin’ ice would put value on sacrifice
-shit
Now what do i see
Trends breed american greed-to blarin’ in seed-an art that used to bleed hope
-stress-success off da povuhty of da less
-how…

How did we go from double l to special ed
-brothuhs breakin’ bread to nastruhdahmus sayin’ that it’s dead
-shit
Record deals for people who don’t even rap
-loadin’ crap into da cultuh -celebrities holduh strap-to da sap of da game-whisperin’ gimme those gains
-suddenly everyonе’s a rapper-it’s so simple and plain unh

This shit’s reality whеn you flowin’ fatality but will nevuh make it due to da greed bein’ mentality
-abnormality of the situation got me bummy cuz uh parody-uh caricture (caricature)-produced a milli funny
-sunny days rainin’ down on clowns who pimpin’ da sound-while da unduhground is frowned upon we limpin’ around
-limpin’ around
And old heads thankin’ you for keepin da sound-but hold dread because you ain’t pac-big l or da pound
-da same type to romance rap and look away in a glance
-sayin’ bring back old school but won’t even give you uh chance
-shit…

★ pre verse ★
Yo. they say hip hop ain’t dead and it lives underground. but i digress. all you old school hip hop heads talking about how y’all want rappers to step up and bring it back to its roots. but you old heads ain’t looking for chicos like me who’ve been here all along and yet y’all want this old school style back?
Y’all part of the reason it died because you chicos ain’t lookin for guys like me who been out here puttin in da work. so shut the fuck up when y’all say “hip hop’s dead” chicos…cause y’all killed that shit too..and all you internet celebrities ain’t innocent in this shit…imma say it like this

★ v1 ★
I will not fail..
This is my tale-i refuse to lose-hell..rainin’ ovuh my shoulduh-i’ll fuckin’ prevail
-and nevuh fail again-rewind the tale uh spin-life is parallel to hell but fight with flame right back-what the spirit is lackin’ is hope-not crack and dope-you bettuh cope with truth in all reality to achieve immortality
-like jesus christ lookin’ down upon me nevuh frownin’ on me-knowin’ i’ll end it tomorrow if success don’t call me
-why can’t i fly-am i that guy
-i’m trynna grow some wings-achievin’ anything-there’s truth in words you hear me sing
-could i be like selena and chicos will see me fly
-they got faith in jesus christ but never for me why?

★ v2 ★
My life is bloody like world history
-mystery bible verses-misery curses my throne
-adolescence lone misunduhstood-good times ceased to exist so i nevuh had a childhood

And…
I’m bout to pop off withuh fuckin’ fuse
-and to dis damn day my nightmares ran by my abuse
-how could i lose-when insomnia won’t lemme snooze
-so i’m writing throughly til i breakthroughly to you
-revolutionary like i’m pancho viya (villa)-when i see ya-bust off with da top off from words that i speak
-my murda be bleak-but every doggy has its day so i pray that if i die today remember words that i say shit

★ outro ★
See i’m not the type of chico for radio and some say that i’m not their type either. but if temptation can convince your everyday man, then i can convince at least one person to listen. i’m a leader for no one but myself..and not the type of rapper to have a decodable theme either. see i make music and say shit that’s controversial like politics but i’m not politically motivated-nor do i take sides either. i make music that speaks truth like you ain’t heard. i make music for those that want to enjoy life as if the next world war was tomorrow. i make music that brings out your own personal demons and leaves you in sorrow. and i don’t wanna be pac, e, l, x, or the next comparison off your head, because the difference is that i’m alive and my time is now. every king, queen, and ruler has had their time to shine but the average man as myself will sit around no longer. let it be known that the person with the money fears the one with the voice to persuade thousands..and i ain’t done yet. ya see, a lot of old school hip hop heads claim they wish to see this style back, but won’t listen to guys like me or your local indie or underground scene but then have the nerve to say that hip hop is dead chico. if you ain’t pac dey don’t fuck with you. you ain’t l they don’t fuck with you. you ain’t —— dey don’t fuck with you. i don’t wanna be any of them, i wanna be me, myself, i and no other. and if you hate what i said there then hit the fucking stop button because i ain’t for you chico…hip hop ain’t dead just yet…we carrying it on for the next generation…
*nuke sound effect*