Hyperaptive Ereez - Not A Rapper | Текст песни

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Verse 1 (Hyperaptive):

Yeah I do rap, but not by your definition,
I aint just your average every day repetition,
Tryna be something I'm not on the television,
Making less sense than telling someone who's deaf to listen !
I'm on a mission,
To see rap redeemed,
Take it right back, to that supreme,
Time when everything you said had to mean,
more than just a stream of gats and G's,
believe us,
the last thing that we can conceive is,
to be a couple repeaters,
who just follow the leaders,
can't think any further ahead than a couple meters,
so we talk about spilling litres,
of blood with heaters,
drug dealers,
wheelers,
new era nike addidas,
fuck our demeanors,
if we go the deepest,
no one will defeat us,
see I've been a stratigist,
ever since I was a fetus !!
smash rap til it swivels and teeters,
then bring it back to its meanest!!.....

Verse 2 (Ereez) :

Oh me, oh my; what do I see on the TV?
A bunch of stereotypical bozos rapping so freely
So tell me,
should I show the industry any pity
When all Im hearing is ignorance never worthy of envy
But really,
Its a waste of my time and my mind
Jumping in line with fools just for limelight
I stay spry with brain locked on my grind
Keeping eyes on my prize,
While I rise
I think Ill be okay
If me and hip hop go our separate ways,
And I build my own name
So I created a genre thats all me
Taking little pieces of every music to make the picture complete
Developing an energy that will never deplete
Beautiful, hardcore, and epic, in other words ME !!...

Verse 3:

Ever since I heard rap, since I stepped in,
I've loved it with a passion, not the fashion, nor the trend,
But the music the rhymes,
Everything rap defines,
From the kinds,
Of music that we carefully intertwine,
To the fine,
Way we string words together which incline,
You to take time,
And let what we say enter your mind,
Stories that are designed,
To make you open your eyes,
See things differently to how you live your lives,
But, now those are long lost memories,
Real rap's dead and buried in the cemetery,
Under 5 tons of straps and hennessy,
But no worries, the game's got new tenancy,
And the majority I've heard favors me,
I produce albums and play the keys,
So when someone asks what being an artist means,
Tell em what we say ereez..........

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