CunninLynguists, Big Rube - Never lyrics
CunninLynguists [Deacon the Villain, Kno, Natti] Lexington, Kentucky, U.S. 🇺🇸
[CunninLynguists, Big Rube - Never lyrics]
When life is just a memory
All I ask is you remember me
We so scared to face our history
How will we replace that energy
Hip-Hop is immortal
It's survived many attacks and
Many wars using, our minds eyes to portal
Folding the spaces between
Generations and races so that we can come
Closer through the struggle
It's easy to move muscle, bone
Skin and sinew movement of the mind is the
Type grind I'm into
So I kick the mental over sick instrumentals
Get respect with the pencil
Never flex with the stencil
I'm in love with the artform that
Still keeps my heart warm
Presented with the most virtuous intent
But in a hard form they say Hip-Hop is dead
Assassinated by niggas
But on the charts I read
All the hit's was by niggas
There's no surrealer drama
They wanna steal her from ya
Take her out to a field in the woods but
We ain't gonna let 'em kill the hood
Can't kill it with the pistol
Can't beat it with ya chain
Can't crush it with your rims
But you can save it with your pain
As long as we breathe
Hip-Hop gonna breathe with us
As long as we real
Folk can't help but feel us
The White Manifest Destiny got
'em they dirty land
But no matter how clean they shave
They got them dirty hands
My story says what his-story doesn't
In the passage of my people they
Tried to murder all my cousins
They celebrate they Independence and ask us
To forget how they abused it
But we remind them everyday coming
Gangsta with this music
All I ask is you remember me
We so scared to face our history
How will we replace that energy
Hip-Hop is immortal
It's survived many attacks and
Many wars using, our minds eyes to portal
Folding the spaces between
Generations and races so that we can come
Closer through the struggle
It's easy to move muscle, bone
Skin and sinew movement of the mind is the
Type grind I'm into
So I kick the mental over sick instrumentals
Get respect with the pencil
Never flex with the stencil
I'm in love with the artform that
Still keeps my heart warm
Presented with the most virtuous intent
But in a hard form they say Hip-Hop is dead
Assassinated by niggas
But on the charts I read
All the hit's was by niggas
There's no surrealer drama
They wanna steal her from ya
Take her out to a field in the woods but
We ain't gonna let 'em kill the hood
Can't kill it with the pistol
Can't beat it with ya chain
Can't crush it with your rims
But you can save it with your pain
As long as we breathe
Hip-Hop gonna breathe with us
As long as we real
Folk can't help but feel us
The White Manifest Destiny got
'em they dirty land
But no matter how clean they shave
They got them dirty hands
My story says what his-story doesn't
In the passage of my people they
Tried to murder all my cousins
They celebrate they Independence and ask us
To forget how they abused it
But we remind them everyday coming
Gangsta with this music