Slow Cook Lyrics - Propaganda

Slow cook, dry rub, little flame, let it sit 

That's the hip hop I fell in love with 

That's the hip hop I fell in love with 

That's the hip hop I fell in love with 

Yeah, I fight to not write diss tracks 

Distracts from the vision, reversing syntax 

Win that, found a brother battling in Keytown 

He said a war don't make a king 

It's what you do with the crown 

The ground crumbles at the feet of the humble 

But if you dope, you dope, just keep the pride way low 

That's the hip-hop I fell in love with 

That's the hip-hop I throw my dubs with 

Round robin a mic stomping 

Six exit east of Compton 

Trying not to be the old dude always screaming old-school 

Hating on the new dudes, knowing I could school fools 

Instead of leveraging veteran status for they betterment 

Ligaments been itching like them kids coming to get me 

When you finally reach pinnacle, it's hard to not be cynical 

But slow down, enjoy the view 

Many are called, chosen few 

That's the hip hop I fell in love with 

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Slow cook, dry rub, little flame, let it sit 

That's the hip hop I fell in love with 

That's the hip hop I fell in love with 

That low flame marinate, the dry rub, gotta let it sit 

That's the hip hop I fell in love with 

That's the hip hop I fell in love with 

On that boom-bap dad back when my neighbor's dad 

Ran his truck through they living room 

And they set the crib on fire like "if I can't have you, no one can" 

Tainted love, mixed messages, curses and blesses 

Like patience is a virtue, but I ain't afraid to hurt you 

Like crack smoke is silly, but crack sales is kingly 

And the black man is god but if you try to touch the squad *pow* 

My uncle Charles got smoked by a bloke reppin' Ghostown 

And I wish I coulda known him 

My granny said he cold on that saxophone 

And he's why I love music 

It's crazy how a man you never met can influence you 

Like the music for which you listen could shape how you raise your children 

Like crooked men with dope pens inspired how I make my living 

Gang affiliation, how it fascinated a nation but 

That's the hip hop I fell in love with 

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That slow cook, that dry rub, marinate, gotta let it sit 

That's the hip hop I fell in love with 

That's the hip hop I fell in love with 

That slow cook, that head nod, the neck brace, that stank face 

That's the hip hop I fell in love with 

That's the hip hop I fell in love with 

Yeah, b-boy, p-noid, me and qya Efechto 

Roll into your show like aché ate 

Destroy, deploy, eclectic fresh low 

Sho' nuff showed up like "don't play, José" 

Take notes of this fire hydrant of wokeness 

I inspire the dopest emcees to stay bold, kid 

Heavy-handed pen stroke, been dope since Reaganomics 

Trickle down and ruined my hometown if I'm honest 

Me - just a city boy, show me no pity, boy 

Stand up, man up, the only rules of the committee 

On some climbing over fences to edge of the LA River 

And scribble the syllables the city thought were silly 

But we was all we had though, next door to the vatos 

Between Florence 13 and dieciocho 

This is how we grew 'em, hybrid hip-hop and hoodlum 

True school 'em cause the one you enrolled in is failing ya 

Backpack of rhyme books, no hooks, that's for radio 

My favorite emcees don't play no stadiums 

Outside the Palladium, battling the openers 

Only audible audience stood in awe and awkwardness 

Obvious we were too young but better rap than guns 

Master kickflips, I don't hold semi-automatic clips 

They haggling for me to get a blue rag dangling 

From my pocket, tangling with the wrong crowd 

Stop it but that's the hip-hop I fell in love with 

That's the hip-hop I threw my dubs with