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Hush The Crowd
Emcees out there, how deep does the underground? Get deep enough to set up the upset With your dreams and aspirations Of personal status in activation
That only leads to the aggravation Of realizing the exaggeration That states when you're the best on the block You got the whole world locked
Thinking lyrics get you open Leaves you sadly mistaken When lyricist are brought to the rude awakening that Just because your flavor is phat
Doesn't mean that you're the tasters' choice If the crowd doesn't recognize your voice So new jacks feel the sad truth Nobody wants your pudding till they taste the proof
Now you could have the best beat and the illest flow A dope crew with a fool proof stage show But if your jams what the followers don't know You ain't gettin' no love from the crowd, bro Is that justice when you come correct like a yo
Bust this and heads are like, 'Who the fuck is this?' But when the same record's on the playlist The last shall be first and the least likely to get dissed Now it might have been a while
But ain't a damn thing changed from the opening acts To the solid gold wax But these are the facts when you gotta wait your turn on line So let me tell you one thing to kill time
'Cause this is for the heads that's on some next shit That nobody recognize until the next hit You gotta hush the crowd It don't matter if they ain't gettin' loud
How many times have you seen it? The local boy makes good around your hood With the style you couldn't knock unless you tried it But gettin' props a whole 'nother mission 'Cause crowd participation is a war of attrition
See time is the filter that you have to sift through 'Cause now you're just an act that people have to sit through Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Before the show stoppers paid twice as much as you But frankly, guess who the crowd came to see Especially the ones that showed up two hours early
Just to pack up the front put yourself in their shoes We ain't got time for new jacks that's trying to pay dues You lose because I got the tired leg blues You're unknown, just like them, fifty thousand other crews So I'ma either play the back or you could here the boos
So when you wonder why it's so quiet, you're hearing crickets I'm saving my energy for the names on the ticket Matter fact, ayo, you best to shorten up your show I paid my doe to see the pros flow My man in the back got plenty of pennies to throw And now you asking me to say ho, oh hell no
'Cause this is for the heads that's on some next shit That nobody recognize until the next hit You gotta hush the crowd It don't matter if they ain't gettin' loud
So let's see as we break this down logically With preconfirmed premises The crowd wants to murder ya because they never heard of ya But do you quit it, wishing you never woulda did it Or stay committed, or come widit
Well I prefer the latter 'cause time flies And if you're dope you get a deal and watch your pockets get fatter And even if you're not, you'll probably get a deal anyway 'Cause nowadays come on look around, it don't matter
Besides what's your options, put your hard work up for adoption And climb back down from the bottom of the ladder I rather break the mics and the lights and lick a shot up in the air Just to watch the crowd shatter
But na, 'cause then you mess it up for the few true Hardcore heads that give credit where the credit is due Guaranteed that if you keep it dedicated to them They'll turn around and dedicate it to you, like yo
'Cause this is for the heads that's on some next shit That nobody recognize until the next hit You gotta hush the crowd It don't matter if they ain't gettin' loud
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