Lyrics
Big, big records records
Big records
Big, big records records
Big records
Big, big records records
Big records
Big records
It's bigger than hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip
It's bigger than hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip
It's bigger than hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip
It's bigger than hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop
One thing 'bout music when it hits you feel no pain
White folks say it controls your brain
I know better than that, that's game
Man we ready for that, two soldiers head of the pack
Matter fact who got the gat, and where my army at
Further attack and I react
Back to be, it don't reflect on how many records get sold
On sex, drugs, and rock'n'roll
But the old projects put on hold
In the real world, be just people with ideas
They're just like me and you when the smoke and camera disappear
Again the real world, is bigger than all these fake ass records
Wait po' folks got the millions and my sisters disrespected
If you check one two, my word of advice to you is just relax
Just do what you got to do, if that don't work then kick the fact
If you a fighter, rider, biter, flame igniter, crowd exciter
Or you wanna just get high, then just say it
But then if you a lie lie, pants on fire, wolf cry
Agen with a Y, I'm gon' know it when I play it
It's bigger than hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip
It's bigger than hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip
It's bigger than hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip
It's bigger than hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip
Who shot 2Pac, if we don't get them they gon' get us all
I'm down for runnin' up on them robots in they city hall
We ride for y'all, all my dogs stay real
You don't think these record deals gon'
Feed your seeds and pay your bills
Because they not, MC's get a little bit of love and think they hot
Talkin' 'bout how much money they got
Dawg y'all records sound the same
I'm sick of that fake thug R&B rap scenario all day on the radio
Same scenes in the video, monotonous material
Y'all don't hear me though
These record labels slang our chains like dope
You could be next in line to sign and still be ridin' rides and broke
You'd rather have a Lexus, or justice
A dream or some substance
A Beamer, a necklace, or freedom
See a nigga like me don't playa hate, I just stay awake
This real hip-hop, and it don't stop
'Til we get them robots off our block
They call it
Hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip
It's bigger than hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip
It's bigger than hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip
It's bigger than hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip
It's bigger than big records