M.I.D. Music Is Dead by Nino Bless Lyrics
[Verse 1: Nino Bless]
New motto, quality over a dickriding
I don’t' care about ya song, if I don't hear no sick rhyming
New rules, dope shit over status
Ya name doesn't mean squat, if yo shit is just average
I'm spittin like a savage, for what, it doesn't matter
Shattered tracks better than 99%, does this add up
Legends showing me mad love, yep I’m a rapper’s rapper
Lets dig into the facts and I ain't mad but lets just back up
New motto, why am I setting one in the first place
Its my job to hold this down, you snakes are in my work space
Wait, some of these hip-hop sites they once kept rap alive
Someone just tried to tell me nothing's changed, that’s a lie
They used to give shine to cats, with lyrics, and good music
Now it’s flooded by Maybach, Young Money, and Good Music
Some others mixed in, who cares about ya Dope rhymes
Where's major deal huh, or where's ya major cosign
Ohh, so M.I.D, crackers won't let this play ya'll
And it’s OkayPlayer, if I ain't on your RapRadar
Hater, no this here, is just unloading my conscience
Where's the music all I see is sites, promoting this nonsense
Like, Lil Wayne burped, Nicki Minaj coughed
Meek Millz shared some nachos with Rick Ross
And the cost, is of course, we're off course, where to cross
Did the machine win, I don't know, but I just know we lost, shit
[Verse 2: Nino Bless]
Watch that hourglass while that sand trickle down effect
Count the checks, cosign
Publicist accounts addressed then we crown the next
Now peep peep, listen to it till you learn to like it
Then love it, shit you won't even remember you once despised it
Mind tricks, should I explain how?
No fuck that, come to ya senses by yourself
It’s enough that I mention this
You still ain't getting it then find some help
Now the love’s gone, yeah I said it, no one cares if you one of the best
Skills, lyrics, don't mean shit, it’s like they've all been corrupted except
Steve Raze from allhiphop, Jake Paine from DX
Eskay & Shake, aside from them ain't that many left
Wait, hold up, DJ Z from the Booth, DDOTOMEN
Sermon’s Domain, KP from DatPiff
Most of the others just dickride names of Rappers
Whack shit, it doesn't matter, who's who, that’s what matters
The fools rule, so the new school, is infatuated by some faggots status
So, M.I.D, if we keep this up, then this sequel’s for the M.C
Shit, we're already obsolete, so the evils just resent me
New motto, quality over a dickriding
I don’t' care about ya song, if I don't hear no sick rhyming
New rules, dope shit over status
Ya name doesn't mean squat, if yo shit is just average
I'm spittin like a savage, for what, it doesn't matter
Shattered tracks better than 99%, does this add up
Legends showing me mad love, yep I’m a rapper’s rapper
Lets dig into the facts and I ain't mad but lets just back up
New motto, why am I setting one in the first place
Its my job to hold this down, you snakes are in my work space
Wait, some of these hip-hop sites they once kept rap alive
Someone just tried to tell me nothing's changed, that’s a lie
They used to give shine to cats, with lyrics, and good music
Now it’s flooded by Maybach, Young Money, and Good Music
Some others mixed in, who cares about ya Dope rhymes
Where's major deal huh, or where's ya major cosign
Ohh, so M.I.D, crackers won't let this play ya'll
And it’s OkayPlayer, if I ain't on your RapRadar
Hater, no this here, is just unloading my conscience
Where's the music all I see is sites, promoting this nonsense
Like, Lil Wayne burped, Nicki Minaj coughed
Meek Millz shared some nachos with Rick Ross
And the cost, is of course, we're off course, where to cross
Did the machine win, I don't know, but I just know we lost, shit
[Verse 2: Nino Bless]
Watch that hourglass while that sand trickle down effect
Count the checks, cosign
Publicist accounts addressed then we crown the next
Now peep peep, listen to it till you learn to like it
Then love it, shit you won't even remember you once despised it
Mind tricks, should I explain how?
No fuck that, come to ya senses by yourself
It’s enough that I mention this
You still ain't getting it then find some help
Now the love’s gone, yeah I said it, no one cares if you one of the best
Skills, lyrics, don't mean shit, it’s like they've all been corrupted except
Steve Raze from allhiphop, Jake Paine from DX
Eskay & Shake, aside from them ain't that many left
Wait, hold up, DJ Z from the Booth, DDOTOMEN
Sermon’s Domain, KP from DatPiff
Most of the others just dickride names of Rappers
Whack shit, it doesn't matter, who's who, that’s what matters
The fools rule, so the new school, is infatuated by some faggots status
So, M.I.D, if we keep this up, then this sequel’s for the M.C
Shit, we're already obsolete, so the evils just resent me