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midknyte - rap is alive lyrics

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[intro]
going under
going under

[chorus]
(yea ay)
use your brain, stay sane (what?)
momma told me never to judge before listening (yea, ay, what?, uh)
use your brain, stay sane (what?)
momma told me never to judge before listening (yea, ay)
use your brain stay sa_

[verse 1]
talk about it being dead
you dumb if that was in your head
the culture right now been united
i’d be singing if it was divided
i love music, i feel enlighted
to know no one is even fightin’
yea we got disses that’s how it is
stay out of the business and my list
you about to witness a lyrical fist
on the mic, got a ticket for throwin’ a fit
they sayin’ old drake was still ass
i agree he mid now but that’s too fast
these b_tches lowkey stupid
they just newgen consumers to og music
they don’t even care about any other influence
‘cause when artists had a chance they used it
i want soul and heart not greed and fame
i wanna see your reaction when you get 1 listener a day
i wanna see people leave you while you ground and stay
‘cause you fake if any attention don’t put a smile on yo face
b_tch, get out of my face
i don’t need that
i’ll make you b_tches go into relapse
hold on, wait, relax
take a deep breath, here’s a cpap
i’ll be back when you’re calm and understand your cd’s trash
[chorus]
(yea ay)
use your brain, stay sane (what?)
momma told me never to judge before listening (yea, ay, what?, uh)
use your brain, stay sane (what?)
momma told me never to judge before listening (yea, ay)
use your brain stay sa_

[verse 2]
understand the history
before you get p_ssed at me
why you mad?, that’s a mystery
i hope i can lead you to victory
since ‘01 rap has evolved through time
it’s poetry instead of words that rhyme
even before it was the stories with b.i.g and pac
now we got wannabe thugs that too b_tch to c_ck
understand that hip hop is not pop not rock nor jazz
disrespect and you’ll get yo sh_t rocked, or popped with a glock
show of hands
on who came in this game to make friends
show of hands on who came in the game to stay ‘till the end
show of hands on who came in this game unfazed at the begin
show of hands who came in this game to bring pain and change
at his pace to better his sins
so many subgenres i just wanna applaud and honor
i think my prada fell in the water with cod and piranhas
i jumped in tryna save it like if it was madonna
they call me charged el rey like lana
wait that was a lana del rey bar you gotta understand
take your time, replay it, maybe you’ll become a fan
wait what happened to your prada?, you just stopped?
also they call you “the charged king?” i see why you flopped
alright forget it, i don’t need to argue with b_tches
i see why you don’t listen
call yo self a fan of rap but you listen to eminem and not even kendrick
’boutta tell me your top five is vanilla, logic, beastie boys, ‘cause they have a “vision”
or is it ‘cause you think they ghetto, for an answer i’m itchin’
i’m inchin’ closer, you betta let go of your pride and feelings
[chorus]
(yea ay)
use your brain, stay sane (what?)
momma told me never to judge before listening (yea, ay, what?, uh)
use your brain, stay sane (what?)
momma told me never to judge before listening
use your brain, stay sa_

[verse 3]
back to my path of lies
back to my bath of flies
talkin’ about “i can’t rap a line?”
you about to feel my wrath this time
sneak dissin’ talkin’ about chatgpt
i do it so i can read it goin’ bar by bar
i’m egotistical, can’t you see?
i’m a bad perfectionist, i listen to my songs
so either f_ck up or battle ‘stead of hittin’ that bong
one more time, avoid your problems
ain’t n0body gonna save you
so who you think gonna solve ‘em?
b_tch frantic, lookin’ for answers
wanna take his chances
want me do the runnin’ man like i’m dancin’
i ain’t give you attention, you all up in my mentions
talk about dissin’, battle wars, i ain’t ‘finna listen to your b_tchin’
f_ck being you, they try to steer out of your path
failed soundcloud rapper that was always trash
funny how change can go a long way
if you’re ready for it, i guess, instead it’ll be a hard day
you’re like my dad but worse
when they play yo sh_t no one gettin’ turnt
b_tch burn
you a fool, playin’ my game
ima laugh when a year from now you’ll have no fame
what will it take to make you think
that you poppin’ off still isn’t that great
get a 9_5 no b_tch sucks yo d_ck at a crackhouse
instead of crackwh0res on that glass d_ck
ima pull that mac out ‘fore i crash out as a warning
i done teased ww3, keep goin’, ima make you mournin’
[chorus]
(yea ay)
use your brain, stay sane (what?)
momma told me never to judge before listening (yea, ay, what?, uh)
use your brain, stay sane (what?)
momma told me never to judge before listening

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