Lyrics:

UhhhUhhhhUhhhhAll ma dawgsChorus:It's bigger than hip hop, hip hopIt's bigger than hip hop, hip hopstic.man:One thang bout music when it hit you feel no painWhite folks say it controls your brain I know better than that, thats gameAnd we ready for dat 2 soldiers head of tha packMatter fact who got da gat? Rather attack than not reactBack to beats it dont reflect on how many records get sold on sex, drugs, and rock n roll whether yo projects put on hold And tha real world (is bigger than all these fake ass records) the moment my people die and my womans' disrespectedIn the real world (we just people wit ideas) we just like you until tha smoke and cameras disappearIf you check 1,2 tha word of advice to you is just relaxDo whut you got ta do If dat dont work then kick the factsIf you a fida rida chronic stay ebonics or if you wanna just get high then just sing itBut if you a liar, liar pants on fire wolf crierAgent wit a wire then i'm gonna know it when i play itChorusM-1:Who shot Biggie Smalls? If we dont get themThey gon get us allI'm down for runnin up on them crackas in they city hallWe ride for y'allAll ma dawgs stay realNigga dont think these record dealsGon feed yo kids n pay yo bills'Because they notFake mc's get a lil bit of loveAnd think they hotTalkin bout how much $ they gotNigga y'all records sound tha sameI'm sick of that fake thug R@B rap scenarioAll day on tha radioSame scenes in tha videoMonotonous materialY'all dont hear me thoughThese record labels slang our tapes like dopeYou could be next in line and signThen rhyme and now your broke-