Rap Is Dead - Killer Mike

Big is dead, Pac is dead

My music’s dead, and y’all just scared

Rap is dead, rock is dead

My music’s dead, and y’all just scared

Fuck rap, rap’s near death, bloated and sick

Too many niggas still ride, Big and Pac’s dick

Fuck that, next year, they more deader

And I write more rhymes, more deadly and more better

Then the last, sick and disturbed verse I wrote

And sell it to tough teenage boys to quote

Some music to madness, let the anger kill the pain and the sadness

Fuck the fag shit, keep it Killer with the rap shit

Hard rock when you rock shit, back to the block freestyle pop lock shit

Back to the basics with the fuck a cop shit

Rock pussies rap on some pop shit, sing like they rap

Soft and frail, these spirits, didn’t have the heart to smell

This is no pain, and it’s high octane

A bad brain, on Kobain

Lennon is dead, Kurt is dead

My music’s dead, and y’all just scared

Rap is dead, rock is dead

My music’s dead, and y’all just scared