--- State of the Game ft. DZK ---
Hip Hop is Gonna Crash and burn
peep (rhymes) www.sounclick.com/dzk (beats) www.soundclick.com/devize
Rap, Hip Hop Collab, Beats
Arod just your Average Emcee tryign to make things happen.
Influences Mos Def, Common, Talib Kweli, De La Soul, Arrested Development
Story behind the song
Hip Hops Gonna Crash and Burn
www.soundclick.com/dzk
www.soundclick.com/devize
Lyrics
1ST VERSE:> AROD
These rhymes i flow, i blow for more than a battle/
elevate my mind so now, i roam with the shadows/
thinking when i write, its hype, i might blow up/
but im unseen.. and passed over/
livin and pissed, hidden then dismissed/
disrespected,.. not detected by the realm of hip hop/
cuz what i rip is heavy-son, you'd think i spit rocks/
fiend for lyrics, you dont hear it,so my name is as faceless as a slipknot/
metaphors in the course at the start of my rhymes/
and bet awards get destroyed in every thought of my mind/
aint had a hard life, but put in work in the grind/
work so hard so now i know im suposed to shine/
but for now i chill with the unseen cats/
cuz hip hop is locked on the flashy acts/
(so Arod stays laughed at) like an ashy black/not my style so im laughed at at like an ashy black/
the facts is im one da illest emcees/
got fans with no hands sayin they be feelin me/
1ST CHORUS:>>> AROD
ITS LIKE THE TRUER THE FLOWS, THE FEWER THE FANS-
HIP HOP IS NOTHING MORE THAN THE SUPPLY IN DEMAND-
ITS GOT ITS EYES.. LOKCED ON ANYONE WHO CAN-
SO IF YOU'RE A FLASHY CAT, WITH THEM TRASHY RAPS-
IF YA RAP BET YOUR CASH'LL COME IN STACKS
IF YA RAP I BET YOUR CASH'LL COME IN STACKS-
2nd Verse:>>DZK
3rd Verse:>>>AROD
when emcees spit they rip with that plain-flow/
but when i rhyme, i flow like pipes equipped with (liguid) drano/
my punch lines, punch rhymes like mike tyson/
or tinas face when her and ike were fightin/
i shine because im like lighting, i like writing, and when emcees talk trash, then smash, i like fighting/
but the state of the game is more than i take/
artist say they wanna battle but they just pump fake/
claiming that they hard, bust most are close to harmless/
i back emcees up like artest against wallace/
yeah you spit rhymes, but check it i spit knowledge/
and while i spit the truth, yeah you spit hottness/
so in this rap game race, i guess you're placed the farthest/
but in my minds eye, you're not even an artist/
trashy lyrics, catchy hook, i hate watchin/
your like glitter a (dumpster)
flashy garbage/
