Hip Hop Is Dead (clean) Lyrics - Nas

Hip hop 

Hip hop 

Is dead 

(Had to flip this track again, y'all) 

Hip, hip hop 

Hip hop 

Is dead 

Hip, hip hop 

Hip, hip hop 

Is dead 

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(NYC, Dirty South) 

Hip, hip hop 

(West Coast) 

Hip hop 

(Midwest) 

Hip hop 

(Let's go) 

If hip hop should die before I wake 

I'll put an extended clip and body 'em all day 

Roll to every station, wreck the DJ 

Roll to every station, wreck the DJ 

If hip hop should die before I wake 

I'll load an extended clip and body 'em all day 

Roll to every station, wreck the DJ 

Roll to every station, wreck the DJ 

Hip hop just died this mornin' 

And she's dead, she's dead 

Photos 

Yeah, people smoke, chill, party, and die in the same corner 

Get cash, live fast, body their man's mama 

Quick fast, trigger fingers, on the llama 

Revenge in their eyes, Hennessy and the ganja 

Word to the wise with villain state of minds 

Grindin', hittin' Brazilian dimes from behind 

Grindin', hittin' Brazilian dimes from behind 

Grindin', hittin' Brazilian dimes from behind 

Whenever, if ever, I roll up, it's sown up 

Any ghetto will tell ya', Nas helped grow us up 

My face once graced promotional Sony trucks 

Hundred million and billin', I helped blow them up 

Gave my man my right, I could have went left 

So like my girl Foxy, the kid went Def 

So people, who's the top ten? 

Is it MC Shan? Is it MC Ren? 

If hip hop should die before I wake 

I'll put an extended clip and body 'em all day 

Roll to every station, wreck the DJ 

Roll to every station, wreck the DJ 

If hip hop should die before I wake 

I'll load an extended clip and body 'em all day 

Roll to every station, wreck the DJ 

Roll to every station, wreck the DJ 

Hip hop just died this mornin' 

And she's dead, she's dead 

The bigger the cap, the bigger the peelin' 

Come through, something ill, missin' the ceilin' 

What influenced my raps? Stick-ups and killings 

Kidnappings, project buildings, drug dealings 

Criticize that, why is that? 

'Cuz Nas' rap is compared to legitimized crap 

'Cuz we love to talk on nasty chickens 

Most intellectuals will only half listen 

So you can't blame jazz musicians 

Or David Stern with his NBA fashion issues 

Oh, I think they like me, in my white tee 

You can't ice me, we here for life, B 

On my second marriage, hip hop's my first wifey 

And for that, we not takin' it lightly 

If hip hop should die, we die together 

Bodies in the morgue lie together 

All together now! 

If hip hop should die before I wake 

I'll put an extended clip and body 'em all day 

Roll to every station, wreck the DJ 

Roll to every station, wreck the DJ 

If hip hop should die before I wake 

I'll load an extended clip and body 'em all day 

Roll to every station, wreck the DJ 

Roll to every station, wreck the DJ 

Hip hop just died this mornin' 

Hip hop just died this mornin' 

Hip hop just died this mornin' 

And she's dead, she's dead 

Everybody sound the same, commercialize the game 

Reminiscin' when it wasn't all business 

It forgot where it started 

So we all gather here for the dearly departed 

Hip-hopper since a toddler 

One homeboy became a man, then a mobster 

If it dies, let me get my last swig of Vodka 

R.I.P., we'll donate your lungs to a rasta 

Went from turntables to MP3's 

From "Beat Street" to commercials on Mickey D's 

From gold cables to Jacobs 

From plain facials to Botox and face lifts 

I'm lookin' over my shoulder 

It's about eighty people from my hood that showed up 

And they came to show love 

Sold out concert and the doors are closed shut