Lyrics

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Emcees act like they don’t know/
no more than wanting to get that dough/
they’re not interested in evolving their flow/
so they don’t grow/
KRS, knowledge reigns supreme/
and sense that makes to me
/I’m like Yoda using the force on this mic ... basically/
back to school on these rappers that’s mishandling the mic/
and I ain’t hating on everybody, some of these bammaz alright/
but it just seems to me they’re lacking the passion to write/
and if you’re willing to hear me out - for you I have some advice/
try to remember why you picked up the pen and paper to start with/
anybody can write a rap but that don’t make you an artist/
if you’re not trying to see the light, staying complacent in darkness/
hesitating to spread them wings and elevate above all this/
realize that beats, rhymes and life will live forever/
and you can teach the kids to beef or unify and stick together/
it’s up to you to build bridges or build walls and fences/
cuz the struggle never stops and class is always in session

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Emcees act like they don’t got no kinda respect for their ancestors/
it ain’t about the flow, it ain’t about who rap better/
it ain’t about the money, ain’t about the records sold/
or your crew - that “tough guy” act, it’s getting old/
you’re ego-trippin’ left and right, demonstrating your pompousness/
so disconnected with the collective consciousness/
you’re not a wordsmith, you’re just a hip-hoppa/
bitin’ everyone from Pac to Big Poppa/
bitin’ everybody you think can make you a star/
you  trying to be somebody else, you need to stay who you are/
see, if you do you and prove true - the people respond/
and before you know it - BOOM! …they’ll be singing along/
you gotta take take what you learn and flip the script in your own way/
I ain’t even all that, maybe my lyrics are okay/
just do the best with what you got and master your flow/
take it from a Hiphop scholar, better act like you know/

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