90's Hip Hop Lyrics

Is this the right time

Now how can I survive

You a rat and a spy

Knowing the truth could be a lie

You hear sirens and howls

That's what happens when shootas are around you

They might gun you down

Run you outta town

Slinging pies in the basement

Needed a replacement

Swore [redacted] was a gangster

Until he faced up with them real gang bangers

What are you going to say when

They bust in your house

With them ski-masked faces

Look I dare you to say it

At the crime scene

Your dead body was found faceless

Now you need a new pacemaker

Look, why do y'all stay faking

Committing crossfire while crossfaded

You want beef but keep cross-contaminating

He said he popping but he ain't popular

His gangsta is virtual I swear he on an oculus

Yelling gang gang

But he ain't a part of it

Watch what you wishing for

Cuz it can be granted

Have you buried under granite

Have you planted

And then deny that they planned it

90's Hip Hop

We rap about the pain so it can stop

90's Hip Hop

Use this media to speak on problems

90's Hip Hop

This form of art seems to be lost

90's Hip Hop

It's about time we end up on top

The projects raising us left and right

The next day we outta sight

It toys with my mind

Don't by that corner tonight

You know better than to ask me why not

They sent the shots

Around the block

It took an hour

Until it stopped

And nobody called the cops

I gotta move like I won't see tomorrow

But gangs signs bound to be thrown

By nine-year-olds

That think they're grown

I can't blame them that's all they know

If you saying the same thing, the words lessen

Having strong enemies is a blessing

Keep getting shot in my dreams, it got me stressing

My father told me it's premonition

Out of the loop with the curveball they keep pitching

As I run home knowing that I'm missing

I've seen knives be used outside the kitchen

If I said something that was too open, I say I was kidding

Killed his own brother he wouldn't admit it

He knows the love from his family finished

Tears in his eye proves that he regrets it

But the bullet has already done its damage

90's Hip Hop

We rap about the pain so it can stop

90's Hip Hop

Use this media to speak on problems

90's Hip Hop

This form of art seems to be lost

90's Hip Hop

It's about time we end up on top

Hip is the knowledge

And hop is the movement

If you can't move with it

You'll get removed from it

Puttin me against my brothers and sisters

Respect to Pac or Nas

You bop Biggie or not

But did music lose its soul

If so

Where did it go

Although

How can imagine

When these things happen

All this energy

But you stay static

Keep acting tough

In front of the cameras

He couldn't foresee

Therefore he's in the past tense

Meanwhile the OG's

Watch us OD

And not saying a thing

It's so concerning

But who's gonna come and clean up

The bodies in the streets could fill arenas

Birthed in the projects killed our dreamers

Blood, Crip, or the Black panthers

They tryna split us up

It may seem like they have won

But this is hip hop

And it ain't gone stop