| Who’s down with OPP? |
| Yeah you know me
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| Remixed pastiche of other people’s property
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| Because what do you do when your culture’s predicated
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| On a cut and paste identity, straight up appropriated?
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| Who’s back who’s tight who’s on tonight
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| Who’s black who’s white who’s wrong who’s right
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| Yeah I speak for a generation of lost kids
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| Who had stranger life than our parents ever did
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| We never had a Woodstock, Iraq is our Vietnam
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| So we colonized hip-hop, like Dutch dudes Suriname
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| A mullet on a b-boy, the flavor is intrinsic
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| If you’ve got the beat inside you, me feel me if you’re with it
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| From Rolling Stone love to MTV
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| The thin line between Eminem and Ali G
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| Guess who just aced this hip-hop pop quiz?
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| MC Lars posting up laying claim to what’s his
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| You down with OPP? |
| Yeah you know me
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| Remixed pastiche of other people’s property
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| Because what do you do when your culture’s predicated
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| On a cut and paste identity, straight up appropriated?
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| Racial politics every time I spit
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| Am I a colonist or am I legit?
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| Tip-toe the fine line, it’s ill-defined I’m
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| Implicated in this mess all the time
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| The high jack took place way back the Blues Act
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| Taken by this white cat, he made mad cash
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| Is it appropriation? |
| Or appreciation?
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| What kind of statement are we making?
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| are they mad at me? |
| assimilate the game like the borg
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| hatin' on me cuz i banged a couple keys on my korg
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| i twisted the paradigm took something and made it mine
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| but the way that i make 'em move they don’t seem to mind
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| i’m a hip-hopper respect the roots
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| i’m a show stopper and that’s the truth
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| i’ve been doing this rapping long enough to gain my tenure
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| get respect at my shows making legal tender
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| Let me introduce myself, my name is Beefy kid
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| I’m from the Northwest 509 number one Whitesican
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| Been known to grab a mic and kill all challengers just with the flows
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| And with these nerdy lyrics got kids heads all up all at my shows
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| So because my lack of pigment makes my skin all light
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| Mean I can’t grab a microphone and rip apart your face tonight?
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| That sounds ridiculous, you surly can’t be serious
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| Cause Beefy is so magical I should just be called Severus
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| Judge me not by the way I appear
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| Be in your ear, striking fear into all of those insincere
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| Rap about pop culture, that’s experimentation
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| But there are those that wanna strike me down for my pigmentation, what?
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| Don’t you know that I’ve been hanging around
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| Going to town on these fellas by simply making a sound
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| But add my visual and audio becomes less important
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| You’ve got a stupid argument, I’d like to see ya support it
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| Not trying to put anyone down, not sayin' your not amazing
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| But when you just reverse the roles you see the trouble we’re facing
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| People hatin', people saying I’m disgracing the form
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| I’m trying to elevate the culture, roll it out and transform |