What the hip hop hell is this? Lyrics by JPEGMAFIA is a brand-new English song in the voice of popular artist JPEGMAFIA, featured in the album “I LAY DOWN MY LIFE FOR YOU (DIRECTORS CUT)”. This song explores themes of social criticism, self-confidence, and frustration with the music industry. The artist reflects on societal issues, references historical figures like Malcolm X, Rosa Parks, and Martin Luther King Jr., and criticizes superficial trends and lack of authenticity in hip-hop culture. They express disdain for false personas and empty accolades while asserting their independence and defiant attitude. The lyrics emphasize individuality, self-defense, and staying true to one’s roots despite societal pressures.
Genre: Rap
Country: USA
What the hip hop hell is this? Lyrics
[Intro]
Sudden—
[Chorus]
Uh, uh
Lately, every word that come out my mouth get fired straight from the hip
I’ve been living on colored people time, I’m getting there when I get (When I get)
Lately, I’ve been trying not to go outside, I hate how people get (Get)
What was your past rate? (Uh)
You keep chillin? We might have to castrate
What the f—
Where’s the hits?
Yeah, I heard all your beats wasn’t hits
I can’t argue with talent or lists (Uh-uh)
What the hip-hop hеll is this?
Oh, you mad you not on some lists?
B!tch, Malcolm ain’t die for this shit (Come on)
[Verse 1]
Uh, shakе it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake that shit (Ayy)
You tried to swing and you—(Uh, uh)
Ain’t make that shit
Every shot that you take is a brick (It’s a brick!)
Every brick that you make is a miss (It’s a miss!)
N!ggas wearing your house on they wrist (On they wrist!)
Bet the house you ain’t touching shit
Pay your rent, get off of my d**k, b!tch (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
Lately, I’ve been trying not to go outside, I’m still not doing shit
Layin’ the Smackdown on jabronis ’cause they not followin’ the script
When it comes to getting this money (Uh, uh), I’m aimin’ for that white like I’m Twigs
Told this white girl that I’m scared (Let’s go!)
N!ggas that grew up ’round crackers they whole life turn twenty, go hotep and shit (It’s facts!)
It’s a trip
Oh, you mad you not grammy picked? (Grammy picked!)
You’re so sad, you not on some lists (On some lists!)
What the hip-hop hell is this?
B!tch, Malcolm ain’t die for this shit (Uh-uh)
Marcus ain’t die for this shit
Rosa ain’t sit for you, b!tch (Shake it, shake it, shake it)
Lately, I’ve been letting these rappers talk these n!ggas silence us kids (Surprise, n!gga!)
In the suburbs watching 10-90 Jake and lyin’ bout who they is
Let’s just get this clear
One of you b*stards touch me, you dyin’ right where you is
I’m a self-defense specialist
Get your brains blew like a cr—
Like a crip
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, you mad you not getting rich?
You so sad you not making hits?
What the hip-hop hell is this?
B!tch, Malcolm ain’t die for this shit (Uh-uh)
Martin ain’t die for this shit (B!tch)
[Chorus]
Lately, every word that come out my mouth get fired straight from the hip (The hip)
I’ve been living on colored people time, I’m getting there when I get (When I get)
Lately, I’ve been trying not to go outside, I hate how people get (Get)
What was your past rate? (Uh)
You keep chilling? We might have to castrate
What the f—
Where’s the hits?
Yeah, I heard all your beats, wasn’t hits
I can’t argue with talent or lists
What the hip-hop hell is this?
[Verse 3]
B!tch, Malcolm ain’t die for this shit (Uh-uh)
Martin ain’t die for this shit
Rosa ain’t sit for you, b!tch
Man, Thomas ain’t die for this shit
Man, Huey ain’t die for this shit
Man, any of you— for shit
John Brown ain’t die for this shit
Like Sojourner, the truth in this b!tch
What the hip hop hell is this? (MV)
Audio Credits
Artist : JPEGMAFIA
Album : I LAY DOWN MY LIFE FOR YOU (DIRECTORS CUT)
Lyricist : JPEGMAFIA
Music : JPEGMAFIA