Raising the game

[Mukel]

Crazy sometimes the mind can become,
trying to run away trying not to succomb,
some say you gotta get with the times,
but there opinion clearly aint worth a dime,
clear to me that there knowledge aint fresh,
they seem content with the idea of an early death,
cynical of the ways of the few new to the game,
they need to bring there "A" game, they rap lame,
everythings been done to death there losin there breath,
same song same verse same beat new curse,
whats worse is thats its dyin it needs a nurse,
it needs new life its needs a sudden burst,
of hyper activity with rhymes and creativity,
the last two who had it ended in a fatality
got two feet but we need some stability,
hip hop heads who can rhyme with ability,
call in the press yo i got versatility,
the number one rapper, who you gonna serve,
come dance with me, i'll erase ya birth,

[Raphael]

I hear what you're saying but there are plenty left
Which has got your spit resembling an empty test
Just remember with hip-hop we're more then blessed
and that cannot be more then stressed
cause there's still more to digest
So keep hold of your chest
It's not time for hip-hops cardiac arrest
wearing a bullet proof vest, its took a couple of slugs
but there's more then money, hoes and drugs
You just got to look below the rug
Lupe, Akala, follow it through
Real hip-hop cannot be subdued
So what you spit is far from true
hip-hop is far to cool, and far from your peer review
A lot of it does seem like de ja vu
But look deeper and get a clue