Hip-Hop is Dead Video (MV)

I once had a dream that hip-hop was dead
I woke up collected my thoughts took one to the head
Goddamn, what a brother gotta do to make a half a million
Without the FBI catching feelings
Doing something positive, teaching the youth
Word to Nipsey Hussle, he was just that dude
Conspiracy theories, Prodigy to Eazy-E
My man got stuck with a needle, not no HIV
Killing off our memories, taking our heroes
Feeding us this shitty-ass food, left us with zero
What you put in your temple comes out in your action
Lazy man's music and thoughts we lacking
I'ma call Redman cause it's time for some action
I heard the Likwits back on tour, that's fantastic
Too many little me's, little G's, little fleas
Too many bitches, too big for they f*cking britches
And I know why you ain't call yourself BIG
Cause you ain't a Punisher or Notorious, you dig
And word to Demo, if I never said I'd do this
Strike me down right where I stand like I'm clueless
Like I'm the doofus, I see you stab me in the back like Judas
I leave you toothless, I run rap like Ruthless
That was just a jab, this here's the knockout
I got a couple kids that'll clean your clock out
I got some straight psychos that'll clear your block out
I'm a gangster and a gentleman, don't let Norwalk out
I was raised in a city where the Glocks would pop out
I got shot at, then I shot the f*ck out
Moved somewhere out by the beach, somewhere out of they reach
I had to move my ass out of these streets
Cause you know they just waiting to test you
Church in the hood, motherf*ckers out here trying to bless you
Made to order, super soakers, all filled with holy water
Beef come in all kind of sizes, fresh made to order
I flip flows like schizos, always staying lit bro
I'm smooth like a criminal, bouncing in a six-four
What you having fits for?
I'm sitting on the sidelines while I'm coaching shooters how to get they points scored
An asshole by nature, a product of my environment
Son, this world is full of these snakes, leviathans
A born star, I ain't scared of this limelight
My only fear is hearing"WorldStar" from my blind side
Haters always out there wishing for your downfall
But if you don't know where you stand, what you down for
Ya know?
Last couple verses make my point while I'm still breathing
Most of these dudes is straight heathens, all season
One life to lose, not the one that you choose
Whether you win or lose, you're still paying dues
And I'm just a fan of the music, ain't trying to lose it
But most of these rap cats sounding like bullshit
And I don't even have to drop a complicated punchline
These lames is lunch time, I'm punking you in the lunch line
And I know you fools hate me, but you just want to be me
Won't take a loss till you R.I.P. me