What Would You Do For The Culture....feat.Syntax + Hades
What would you do for the culture speak on it.....
the culture's been there for me like an older brother/ kept my mind under
shelter/ from negative disasters/ under careful guidance ive gradually
matured/ but hip hop's been plagued by the fame disease/ real mc's now
deceased/ but my voice is the antidote for relief/ kidnap the devils lurking
in the industry/ fuck a ransom release/fuck a businessman mentality/ im
excorcising demons like a holy priest/ set it straight like it was back in
the day/when love and realness was properly portrayed/ its all a shame/ mc's
being betrayed/ and the resolution is by letting your heat spray/ promising
talent condemned to an unneccesary grave/ elementary skills displayed/ while
the culture slowly detiorates/ i want everything straightened so bad that my
feelings shriveled in excruciating pain/ so bad that violence possesses my
entire body/ all to ressurect hip hop's purity/ save it from the brink of
obscurity/ keep it living thru eternity/ for this culture/ im down to release
all my anger on the one who began this disease/ everyone holla back if you
down to relinguish PUFF DADDY!!!!!
Fuck The Knife And The Right To Live A Life Trife) This Culture Has Given My Dead Soul Life) And Acted As Light Vents) Spread To Anything Poor Humans To Prestigous Ladies And Gents) Assistance With No Resistance To For This Culture I'd Walk Through The Sahara With Sweat As Water) I'd Slay Any Son And Decimate Any Daughter) Go Through Several Blood Tranfusions With AIDS Blood) And Sniff Hazardous Sinus Scents Through Raids Scud) And Attempt To Stop All The Oceans With My Fingers As Damns) Clearing Out All Vultures And Execs Which Lingers As Slams) And Us Buyers Are Fragile Soft Core) I Take Agony Upon My Anatomy And Yearn To Loft More) Climb To Mount Everest And Put My Soul To The Condition Test) I Work Endelessly To Give My Best At Others Trying To Sinister Suggest Or Jest) I'd Use No Teflon And Go To A Shooting Range For The Blind) And Soak Myself In Humans Blood In The Most Dangerous Jungles Intertwine Swqinging From A Short Vine) You Squares Know Me, Hades, And Sytax Never Out Of Line) Work A Lifetime To Reach One Human In This Condense Area Of Land) All These Things Are Risky Drastic Stretch Limit Elastic To Understand) Ain't It Grand Sacrificing For The Four Elements In Reality Hourglass Of Sand) So Therefore I Try And Keep The Shit Tilted) And Me And My Hip Hop Brothers And Sisters Never Get Un Stilted) Or Lose Focus Because Will Have Our Hearts Attacked Like Chamberlin Wilted) We Got Earth Cover With Illness Since Our Birth Hovered)
what would u do for this culture/would you fight in
the trenches only to be captured/ and endure harsh
torture/ would you aspire to touch lives/ with no hope
of recognition or ever to be immortalized/ is it in
your programing to part with the detracts in which you
socialize/ in order to set the foundation in order for
you to arrive/ are willing to spend endless nights/
soul seaching for insight/ all for one cause/ in order
for your heart felt performance to demand an applause/
would you see your health go into regression/ due to
the wealth of oppression/ is it worth the vote of non
confidence from your peers/ the hymms and chants. and
the various bickers and sneers/ feeling your life has
void/ only appealing because your the latest story in
the tabloid/ feeling dissapointed because you viewed
this as the righteous course/ then the final nale of
the coffin hits when you recive only 2.5 mics in the
source/ its a violent sport/ sometimes its not only
the strong who survive/ so many aspects often times we
find false representatives as the symbol of our pride/
this culture as a life must be taken in strides/ the
development of an mc mentally and lyrically both
coincicde/ though i'd do anything in order to protect
this way of being/ i couldn't cease another human
being to stop breathing/ to many controversial issues
that've already transpired/ can't add to the list / i
must resist/ though violent actions may be required in
order to construct my empire/ these are the ordeals
that we're faced with/ you have a trigger don't pull
it/ live this life to the fullest and keep the culture
PEACE TO ALL ANGLES OF THE COMPASS.
And Thanks To Syntax And Hades For Working With Me And Tolerating My Trifeness.
all y'all killed it...but i gotta give Hades tha septor on this one dunnz...
his verse mos def hit me tha hardest still...
three of tha illest MC's gettin' together just showin peeps how it's really done...
much love and nuffin but...
Five Circle Ascension
Dope Collab Fellahs
All Of Y'all 3 Cats Came Tight, And Y'all Spread A Positive Message; That One Should ________Do________ It For The Culture
Poetic Disciplez '2000
For the culture... I would cut and paste this rhyme and email it to everyone that doesn't understand. It's verses like these that inform people of the true essence of the art. J'Word - that was an incredible verse. Hades - your sentiment was felt to the fullest in each line. Syntax - I've never heard your voice but I've seen your script and in my eyes it is what I would call an antecdote. Yall worked out on this one. Thanks for entertaining the artists on this one and informing the masses at the same time. Hopefully a couple of nonbelievers will be transformed today. Peace
I second Arene's sentiment. Syntax turned this motha out; then J took this motha to the bridge and Hades brung us home safely. This was an ill collab with few defects. Nuff respect for speaking the real.
As i said in my first week in this mothaF#@!er: Gangstarr forever, Puffy Never. I wish ppl would realize that hip hop is not about the fame and money/it's about love for the 4 elements. Fame and money are sweet but if you don't have love you're mentally in debt in my mind.
Ill collab. Nuff said.
Peace from the north.
Creative vibe hear. Diggin the whole risk life for culture, thing. All cats came ill, no doubt
i'm just gonna comment on the drop by Hades cause it was ill as phuck . . . realness, no doubt . . . definitely off da hook
Syntax, was pretty fresh. Tight vernacular (s)wordplay, Syntax. No doubt. I was feelin' ya shit, as if I just stuck my hand in ya toilet, you held it down, fa'sho'...Word up.
Hades, for some reason, I felt the deepness in your verse. That shit was about as much in-debt as the street-bums we have here in Cin Sity, that's on the real. Much dap.
Jwordsmith, Get a grip nigga (LMAO x 500). That's all I can say to you. Alot of Mc's are going to say it was sick, probabaly because they your boys, but that's a branch of Hiphop. Keep reppin'... I guess!
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