JJ Demon - I Killed Hip Hop lyrics

I killed hiphop night of the living dead
A splitting head decision
The ribbon is getting red
We need to check what we’re
Selling within the biz
If you’re a skeleton you’re not
Relevant with the kids
Embellishment’s making a mess of your cranium
Painting ancient history, Mesopotamia
Audio Saudi Arabian automatic
Switch over to cable, fix all the static
Otherwise you rick-shaw the baggage
And you carry it you sold heroin to buy your
Car? It ain't a chariot
You guys are fuckin’ hilarious, lemme tell ya
You love hustlin’ so much
Why don’t you marry it?
Grabbing Sagittarius
Gripping him by the horns
For those that live vicariously threw songs
Don’t embarrass me
This ain't no parody rap charity
What we see’s inherently different than
What out parents see
Apparently I’m just glorifying a homicide
Honestly, only the phony
Rappers were traumatized
You should have dropped 5 years ago
You’re wack to me
Under the bar songwriting is unsatisfactory
Don’t bat a lash to me
Salt water fishin’ with a shark on the line
"Which way to the Walt Whitman?"
You need to jump off of a bridge
Caution: this entertainers lifestyle resulted
In the loss of
His head Fuck it, toss him the cred
Turn him into a martyr
Put his face on a t-shirt
Tell his youngins to come a little harder
Like rapping about killing makes
Your dead friends proud what a dead end, wow
I got out of jail in ‘09 for
Those crimes you can read about
Came home and weeded out the
People and the places
The things that were keeping
Me in the bracelets
Still I gotta walk off 7 years of probation
Only murder these cliches, choking the game
Got my finger on the pulse
I’m about to open the vein
Understand, you’re inching this shit
Closer to the grave
Kids around the world are
Ripping down your poster, it’s a shame
Bleeding heart vulnerability, self guillotine
Correctional facility silhouette
Rehabilitated and still the latest
In party technology all the scene girls are
Starting to acknowledge me
Halloween synthesizer dancing all
Over my record
This is like talking to an expert
Walking through a metal detector
Was a tell tale
Back then, don’t worry it’s just my belt now
Barking at the hellhounds, dressing in Obey
Circa on my feet cause my circle has no lames
Saying "I Killed Hip-Hop" is
Either a bold claim
Or just a good way to rekindle an old flame
Whatever
Hands tied together with a blindfold
On this is Goodbye Forever
The opposite direction from you
Opening your eyes
And your fear is like a casket
Closing you inside
All that braggadocio rapping and
Boasting is a lie
When you feel close to emotional
You’ll know I arrived
Cyanide, every time you scribble it you
Die inside a little bit
Just consider this your final diatribe

Really? The kids want something with
A little more feeling
Sealing you up in the walls of your design
If I killed Hip-Hop, it needed to die
"You’re the reason why hiphop’s dead"
Really? The kids want something with
A little more feeling
Sealing you up in the walls of your design
If I killed Hip-Hop, it needed to die