Spittin’ Facts with Intent (Explicit)-文本歌词

Spittin’ Facts with Intent (Explicit)-文本歌词

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It's bigger than the beats

Bigger than the fame

Bigger than these labels

Tryna monetize the game

It's a weapon, a shield

A voice for the lost

Where the streets bleed stories

And the truth pays the cost

Fuck a radio hit

I'm spittin' facts with intent

While these industry

Snakes plot every dollar spent

It's a movement, a culture

A rebel's domain

Where the oppressed find power

Through the pain in the chain

Code-One takin' over, yeah

I speak for the streets

Where the cypher's the church

And the beat's the heartbeat

This ain't entertainment

It's war with a verse

Hip-hop's our salvation

And their corporate curse

It's bigger than Nagas

Bigger than the block

It's the blueprint for survival

When the system gon' lock

Bigger than rap

Bigger than the grind

It's the truth that they bury

And the power of the mind

HIP HOP! Revolution in the flesh

Raw, unfiltered

And built to outlast death

HIP HOP! The weapon of the poor

Kickin' down doors 'til we even the score

They wanna dumb it down

Make it safe for the burbs

While the hood bleeds out

From the lies that they serve

They sell us violence

Sell us drugs, sell us fake dreams

Then call us the problem

When the truth intervenes

I see the culture stripped bare

Commercialized and tamed

Turnin' kings into clowns

For a check and some fame

But hip-hop ain't dead

It's alive in the cracks

Where the poets and the prophets

Bring the real shit back

Fuck a chain, fuck a deal

I'd rather die on my feet

Than let my voice be silenced

For a corporate receipt

This the music of rebellion

Of knowledge and war

Of the hustlers, the dreamers

And the ones they ignore

It's bigger than Nagas

Bigger than the block

It's the blueprint for survival

When the system gon' lock

Bigger than rap

Bigger than the grind

It's the truth that they bury

And the power of the mind

HIP HOP! Revolution in the flesh

Raw, unfiltered

And built to outlast death

HIP HOP! The weapon of the poor

Kickin' down doors

'Til we even the score

They can't buy this fire

Can't cage this rage

It's the voice of the voiceless

Breakin' outta the cage

It's the pen to the pad

The spark to the flame

The truth in the cipher

The defiance in the name

From the jungles of the city

To the depths of despair

Hip-hop is the spirit

That breathes through the air

It's the code of the streets

The rhythm of resistance

A force that outlives every

Ounce of their persistence

Fuck their charts, fuck their rules

Fuck their fake-ass awards

We takin' hip-hop back

It's the rebels and the lords

Code-One in the trenches

Droppin' bombs on the beat

This is hip-hop eternal

And it starts in the streets

It's bigger than the chains

Bigger than the clout

It's the heartbeat of a people

They can't figure out

HIP HOP! The revolution won't stop

We the voice of the struggle

And the fire's too hot