Hiphop Is Legal *Skit* (feat. Baileys Ghost & Aryan)

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Iniko

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Iniko
Yeah
Ghost
Rebel without a cause trying to march and he get lost
Star boy without a shuttle problems at lift off
Vertigo pyscho strangers from Hitchcock
Cocaine snowflakes white powder and zip locks
American idle a gun tucked with a bible
Theories of evolution and fight for survival
Components are missing like a terrorist rifle
Bandanas turn into mask another American psycho
Blinders like stallion
Anxiety delusions and handfuls of Valium
False imagination that’s empowers them
Giving em the medication that’s devours them
Preach propaganda leaches and phantoms
Holy Ghosts and cancers held
For a ransom
Bridge jumpers and they holding hands in tandem
Music deficiency brainwashing an anthem
They ain’t want you to stand up ya damn dream
Blank stares hollow bodies and vaccines
Disc jock needles speak for the people
Thank god hip hop is legal (Legal)
Broken stereos that can't be muted
Twisted images from Stanley Kubrick
Real conspiracies they say cant be proven
Commercials brainwash every man to feel useless
They faking a reputation
How we gonna follow a nation that was founded on hatred
They only want credit but no one can afford a payment
Knowledge is lost history obliterated
Genocide and slave ships erased in the matrix
Easy brainwash through commercial entertainment
They wanna fix our brain with Minimally invasive shots
Medias discriminatively racist plots
Trying to limit our thoughts
Instead they opened up Pandora’s box
Disc jock needles speak for the people
Thank god hip hop is legal
Disc jock needles speak for the people
Thank god hip hop is legal (Legal)
(Yo Iniko bro, bro you remember umm... we talked about the hip hop is legal verse?)
(Aight dude spit em right now)
(Yea i know exactly what the f*ck i wanna do)
My boy Lil J got an AK, I got some clay and C4’s
As he sprays, I cover all three doors
Only exits with steel doors, he’ll bleed holes in you if you try to leave
The last Christ yall seeing is the cross that he wore
T-minus 3 secs here we go
Get that fucking boy, get him
“Oh, thank god Hip Hop is legal”
Really? For how long?
What’s freedom of speech really
What’s a politician on a seat really
What’s a hungry kid who ain’t ate 8 meals in 8 days on the street really
With no slippers on his fucking feet really
Politicians preaching false propagandas
Leeching sitting horseback on “The System”
Power entrusted in them is Power abused
They got Power misconstrued
So, less power to them
More power to you, but power by whom
Powered by us, standing together
The Power’s in you
My voice is a power, Hip Hop is the vessel
I’ll power the youth
And you ask why I rap?
Wrap that boy up, like some foil
Lil J grab my toy
Where it at
In the dashboard
Nothing I just see your cross and some passports
Well then check the back seat
I did I see none
Right then, some black vans parked beside, SWAT pulled out
As some bullets came, some bullets hit some bullets grazed the boy with the cross and Lil J’s, they both saw a flash it started to play
They saw two boys, barefoot
Growing up, upto no good
Oh look, they bigger now, with two toys and some backwoods
That’s all they’ve known, adapt and survive
Seen too much, lost their ways to their vice
Fast forward, they both lost their lives
Mothers in mourning, left crying
“But who was to blame?”
I leave this for you to decide
I leave this for you to decide

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