Blowup School - Chosen Few Lyrics

In a relentless pursuit
Of the all mighty dollar
The dumbing down of hip hop
Is f*ckin up the culture
I see them up there
Circling like they vultures
They think they slick
But We be following with salt trucks
It's so insane
Half yinz flow the same
I used to think I know the game
Up until the motives changed
Now it's so deranged
Buncha scarface protégés
Used to be about respect
Now all they know is fame
When ya couldn't make a mill
It was all real
When we started topping pop charts
It was all killed
It got worse from there though
Don't even compare those
Old school rhymeflows
Cause y'all ain't comin near those
Hey kid it's sacred
We can't just let u take it
We Just afraid You'll break it
And you'll strip it down naked
Wit cha mumbling, stumbling
I'm wondering where ya mama been
Catch the phrases Ya fumbling
I'll wait to see it crumbling
Down We got the thunderous sound
Come from under the ground
Was Poking fun at the style
But they wanna run with us now
Don't even try it fool the rides full
Adjusting attitudes
Without gratitude
With a tire tool
I got an alibi
Now That I can't be held liable
I'm on them undeniable
Like a cowboy ride a Bull
Yeehaw
We came and we saw
And kicked ass
And made Em all feel a lil iller
With these sick raps
I told Em let's just get back
To the lab so we can rip tracks
Spit raps and dig wax
That Rap life we live that
Die for it if I have to, I'm that dude
Make a classic outta any track
They give my ass to rap to

Those of you
Who's flows are true
You're not already members of the chosen few
The award for most dedicated
Goes to you
Cause the rest of the music out there
Is so subdued
Those of you
You know who
You're already members
Of the chosen few
A lot of rappers out here still owing dues
But we coming to collect it
So don't refuse

I been the fresh maker
Since way before mentos
They let me know
That I was sent to invent flows
I'm living in the studio
Cause that's where the rent goes
The bills and the groceries yo
We already spent those
The track blesser
The all in black dresser
Every line is true
You won't need a fact checker
Show up at the show
Without a band just a stack a records
Competition doesn't even exist
Due to lack of effort
The real Threats
Having no skill sets
Talent there's lil left
It kinda got me real depressed
Till the death
They'll be a mic there in the silhouette
Da wack is making money
And I'm sitting on a hill of debt
I'm not a killer per se but hey
I feel a lil iller feeling every single day
I don't play the game like I'm supposed to
Cause I really only cater to the chosen few

Those of you
Who's flows are true
You're already members of the chosen few
The award for most definitely n
Goes to you
Cause the rest of the music out there
Is so subdued
Those of you
Who's beats go boom
You're already members of the chosen few
A lot of Dj's out here still owing dues
But we coming to collect it
So don't refuse