Dead Prez: It's bigger than hip hop (Hip hop remix)

[radio tuning] It's still bigger than hip hop hip hop hip hop hip It's bigger than hip hop hip hop hip hop hip hop [Verse 1] Uhh, uhh, uhh One thing 'bout music when it's real they get scared Got us slavin for the welfare Aint no food, clothes, or healthcare I'm down for guerilla warfare All my niggas put your guns in the air if you really don't care Skunk in the air, make a nigga wanna buck in the air for my brother locked up in the jump for a year Shit is real out here don't believe these videos This fake ass industry gotta pay to get a song on the radio Really though, DP'z gon' let you know It's just a game of pimps and hoes And it's all 'bout who you know Not who we are, or how we grow I rap 'bout what I know, what I go through What I been through, not just for no dough Even though the rent due, what I'm into aint for no dough Or just no fame, everything must change, nothin remains the same Sick of the same ol' thang, it's bigger than "Bling Bling" HOOK: If I, feel it I feel it, if I don't, I don't If it aint really real then I probably won't Rollin with my soldiers, live soldiers, ready to ride For this real hip hop y'all I'm ready to die Uhh, hip what hop what hip what hop what hip what hop what hip what Hop c'mon, c'mon, my soldiers, live soldiers, ready to ride For this real hip hop y'all I'm ready to die [Verse 2] Hip hop means sayin what I want never bite my tongue Hip hop means teaching the young If you feelin what I'm feelin then you hearin what I'm sayin cause these fake fake records just keep on playin What you sayin huh DP bringin the funk Let the bassline rattle your trunk, uhhh! Punk pig wit a badge wanna handcuff me cuz my pants that's tend to sag Hip hop means throw up your rag, soldier flag Whether ridin on the bus or you stole a jag M-1 mean freedom, burn the cash Revolutionary love til the day we pass Will they play it on the radio Maybe not, maybe so we gon keep it pumpin though Everybody know we headed for the whoa, fo sho [Verse 3] Ay dogg that label is that slave ship Owners got them whips and rappers is slaves If you really wanna eat you gotta hear the same thing With the football, b-ball, or if you slangin that dope Aint never seen no hope, brainwash video shows be foolin my folk What the hell a brother gon do though, huh When the rent due, when the lights and the gas gonna get cut off Drop them raps or cock them gats Aint never had shit ever since we came to this bitch Why I gotta feel pain to get rich 'Stead of stackin chips, finna pack them clips HOOK 2X (Ride to this if you miss Tupac, bounce to this if you love Big Poppa) We keep it crunkah