![Lockdown - Dice Raw](https://cdn.muztext.com/i/3284756555293925347.jpg)
Date of issue: 23.10.2000
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: A Geffen Records Release;
Song language: English
Lockdown |
Yo, they got us locked down, in a cell under the ground |
Tryin’to push for a mainstream sound |
Yo, they got us locked down, in a cell under the ground |
Tryin’to push for a mainstream sound |
Every artist locked down, in a cell under the ground |
Tryin’to push for a mainstream sound |
Every rapper locked down, in a cell under the ground |
Tryin’to push for a mainstream sound |
Man, it used to feel like hip-hop had a lock on my soul |
And a deal was the only way I’d get parole |
I got knocked years ago when I wrote my first rhyme |
Ever since then, I been locked down doin’time |
Payin’dues with a lot to gain, but more to lose |
I play the game, but they keep changin’the rules |
The studio’s a holding cell for lyrical criminals |
Doing demo tapes, hold mics like shanks |
Battlin', that’s like a fight in the yard |
Lines chase niggas down like Lieutenant Gerard |
But I love it there, and some say that I’m institutionalized |
Freestyling’s our only form of exercise |
I don’t lift weights, lift my mind to a higher state |
If your shit’s wack, you just can’t relate |
I have nightmares of bein’back on the streets |
But when I wake up in my cell, I feel relief |
Bein’on tour is like bein’transferred to jail |
And the companies reattempt to boost your sales |
In my last case, they came at me with a deal |
The D.A., I mean A&R, said «You can still keep shit real |
But instead of Raw, be Dice Chill |
Give us some hits with some commercial appeal» |
I refused, then sent back to my cell |
And from next time, a poet’s memoirs from jail |
The prisoner, verbal incision |
They strangle me with barbed wires of fire, fuck a mainstream vision |
The label is the feds, they wanna find me and sign me With a market and promotion behind me, but they slimy |
My cellmate Dice Raw is nice, y’all |
I assassinate rehearsal, if I go commercial I’ll slice y’all |
Studio’s solitary, so I’m soliterrorizin’MCs |
Steve G’s, freeze, melt, refreeze |
Mics get raped on my cell block, we battle for commissary |
Parole boards for adversary |
I lost the trial, I lost the case |
What a waste, judge threw the rhyme book in my face |
But my brain left and right is like the unstoppable engine |
Locked down, pushin’for mainstream like syringes |
Fuck a C.O., my shit’s gone gold like C3PO |
Ask Kelo, he know we go T-O |
The top, this is cell block hip-hop |
Yo, the underground keep the shank hot |
Locked down with MCs doin’life bids |
Beware when the pen zags and zigs |
Aiyyo, it was far from warm, the middle of a storm |
And 5th Dynasty was on our way to perform |
It was me, Steve G’s, Dice and the Quick Drawn |
And we got pulled over, we knew something was wrong |
The law wasn’t concerned with license and registration |
Insurance information, or our point of destination |
But peep, they got us up out the Jeep five deep |
And took a look and saw the mics up under the seat |
And start’d snappin', flippin’and shit like «Who's rappin'?» |
Got on the radio and signaled back to the captain |
Who warned them we was known for action |
«Use caution, and get them contracts from when they brought us back"and |
The fingerprints matched and linked identities |
D.T.s was like «Shit, it’s the 5th MCs» |
Ain’t no escapin', locked us in a lab and started tapin' |
Mandatory, the judge said «Fuck jury deliberation» |
Maximum incarceration |
In these c&s for concentration we call radio stations |
A place where hip-hoppin'is against the law |
Forever locked down within a lower corridor |
Of sound, where they sniff out cells with bloodhounds |
Pure MCs, MCs’remains is found |
Pick the park when a record executive’s around |
Yo, we bubble to the top notch round |
Name | Year |
---|---|
Here I Come ft. Dice Raw, Malik B. | 2005 |
Tip The Scale ft. Dice Raw | 2010 |
Ain't Sayin' Nothin' New ft. Dice Raw | 1999 |
Understand ft. Dice Raw, Greg Porn | 2014 |
Radio Daze ft. Blu, P.O.R.N., Dice Raw | 2009 |
Now Or Never ft. Phonte, Dice Raw | 2009 |
One Time ft. Phonte, Dice Raw | 2010 |
Make My ft. Big K.R.I.T., Dice Raw | 2010 |
Adrenaline! ft. Dice Raw, Beanie Sigel | 1999 |
Walk Alone ft. Truck North, P.O.R.N., Dice Raw | 2009 |
Lighthouse ft. Dice Raw | 2010 |
Don't See Us | 1999 |
Get Busy ft. Dice Raw, Peedi Peedi | 2007 |
Clones ft. Dice Raw | 2011 |
The Lesson Pt. 1 ft. Dice Raw | 1995 |
I Will Not Apologize ft. Dice Raw | 2007 |
I Can't Help It ft. Malik B., Mercedes Martinez, Dice Raw | 2007 |
Singing Man ft. Truck North, Dice Raw | 2007 |
The Dark (Trinity) ft. Dice Raw, Greg Porn | 2014 |
The Show ft. Common, Dice Raw | 2007 |