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Rap Is Dead Lyrics


Artist: Killer Mike

 

Rap Is Dead Lyrics

Rap Is Dead by Killer Mike


Big is dead, Pac is dead

My music's dead, and y'all just scared

{scratched: "I'm Killer Mike, I'm Killer Mike, I'm Killer Mike, I'm Killer Mike"

Rap is dead, rock is dead
My music's dead, and y'all just scared




[Verse 1: Killer Mike]
f**k rap, rap's near death, bloated and sick


Too many niggaz still ride, Big and Pac's dick

f**k that, next year, they more deader

And I write more rhymes, more deadly and more better
Then the last, sick and disturbed verse I wrote


And sell it to tough teenage boys to quote

Some music to madness, let the anger kill the pain and the sadness

f**k the fag sh*t, keep it Killer with the rap sh*t

Hard rock when you rock sh*t, back to the block freestyle pop lock sh*t

Back to the basics with the f**k a cop sh*t

Rock pussies rap on some pop sh*t, sing like they rap

Soft and frail, these spirits, didn't have the heart to smell

This is no pain, and it's high octane

A bad brain, on Kobain



Lennon is dead, Kurt is dead

My music's dead, and y'all just scared

{scratched: "Killer Mike, who's the man, Killer Mike, who's the man"

Rap is dead, rock is dead

My music's dead, and y'all just scared

{scratched: "Killer Mike, who's the man, Killer Mike, who's the man"



[Verse 2: Killer Mike]

God damnit rappers chitter chattar, on any subject matter

But really does the subject really matter

Pass the guns and blood splatter, does anything f**kin' matter

Pass Cristal, p**sed off, f**kin' right I'm p**sed off
And you a pistol, yo why the f**k do critics (?)

Now wait a second, don't like what I'm saying


Make a record, and I'll be glad when

My music gets mad again, new school Ice Cube

"f**k you Killer Mike!" Yeah f**k you too

No this ain't yo mama's music
It's a drug if you like it, please abuse it


Nightmares comin', crushing ya f**kin' dreams, ultra-shock
Here's a cool meth-amphetamine for teens

Spit it, venom non-stop

Rap rock, bringin' the bars back to rock and hip-hop




Big is dead, Pac is dead


My music's dead, and y'all just scared
{scratched: "Hip-Hop is, Killer Mike, Hip-Hop is, Killer Mike"


Rap is dead, rock is dead
My music's dead, and y'all just scared

{scratched: "Hip-Hop is, Killer Mike, Hip-Hop is, Killer Mike"



[Verse 3: Killer Mike]

Knew it was a bad day when I woke up

N.W.A.'s gone and Rage broke up

Damn prayers ain't move the units that they should've

Rappers on top don't spit like they could've

I pledge allegiance to the hard, core

How I give it to you, hard, raw


Ay, a beautiful site to be seen
There's a mosh pit packed with wild teens

Hangin' onto every word that we spit

Ready to rip, rock, and tear sh*t

Self-pity's f**kin' up my music man

Whine like a b**ch or stand and be a man

There's +Black Sabbath+, I'm smoking in a +Zeppelin+

Pumpin' +Metallica+, hand on my weapon
f**k you and the bed yo b**ch slept in


Killer-Kill keeps it real, hardcore is what I'm reppin'



Big is dead, Pac is dead
My music's dead, and y'all just scared


{scratched: "I run sh*t, Killer Mike, I run sh*t, Killer Mike"

Lennon is dead, Kurt is dead

My music's dead, and y'all just scared

{scratched: "I run sh*t, Killer Mike, I run sh*t, Killer Mike"

Rap is dead, Killer Mike



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