Find Us
(Singing Chorus- Jasper)
Search and you Find
(Chorus- rap- Jugg & L.I.F.ELong)
You think Hip-Hop is dead you haffi Find Us
Tell selecta come back rewind us
We don't need no corporation to blind us
The whole Underground is behind us
Think Hip-Hop is dead you haffi Find Us
Tell selecta come back rewind us
We don't need no corporation to blind us
The whole Underground is behind us
(L.I.F.E.Long & Jugg Verse 1)
Hey yo let's take it back to '93 outside in front Tramps
Remember Rock Steady Uptown - blocks of kids amped
Wetlands in the basement freestyle arrangement
Spiral Lounge, Village Gate, it was like edutainment
Out in Cali - Project Blowed - they was on the same ish
City streets covered by ciphers on the pavement
Days of real Hip-Hop before corporate enslavement
College radio, graf artists, B-boys yo
Yeah I hear what your sayin- remember open mics at The Muse?
Wack emcees got abused and removed
Simpletons got confused and straight booed
We rocked the Buddha Bar and the Lyricist Lounge
Bourgeois start hearin' us now- underground was tearin' it down
Words and Hip-Hop, Nuyricans, Rocky and Bobbito
The solution, the evolution so the culture can reach you
Continuously speakin' Black, White, Dominican, and Puerto Rican
E.O. DUB grab the torch and that's the End of the Weak en...
Nowadays it's like the culture's lost
Innovation and style to the back is tossed
Music paid its cost
Cassettes to CDs, iTunes and MP3s
Hip-Hop now in a New Wave digital society
Yeah Clear Channel ain't got their eye on me- they ain't buying me
Now they're lockin' down radio stations and venues denying me
Yo you gotta Find Us- sift through the rough and get diamonds
Cause we gave you the culture- the companies didn't design us
(Chorus & Singing Hook)
Hey yo before ProTools we had reel to reel - DATs
Not every Tom, Dick, and Harry emceed
It was a conscious movement to educate seeds
Now we blinded by glitz, glamour and salaries
Well if it's all about a salary then I'm a L.I.F.E.Long Juggla
Like the night to the morning when the herbman hustla
Took the mic from the boring and then we gave it to a sufferer
Then came the lights and the touring and the crowd of people rushing ya
Hey yo find us through the storm beneath the trenches
Under the bleachers and stuck under benches
Searching for that real sound ancestors left us
From Kemet to Kingston - South Bronx to Brixton
Hip-Hop - I loved H.E.R. - until she became a vixen
Promotin' violence and negativity leaving the consciousness hidden
Exploited - I seen through the lens of the camera
Stolen by these hands of corporations and amateurs
Yeah we shrink these Babylonian ways with the rays of Gamera
Some of the best emcees lean against the hallway banister
Hip-Hop pioneers gone broke and empty like a paint canister
But now we know the time like Benjamin Banneker
Me nah care about your Myspace or Facebook or manager
Take a Stronghold crew fi come through and haffi damage ya
Sirius satellite you gwaan hear us round the planet ya
A bere(pure) professional we nah deal with no amateurs
(Chorus & Singing Hook)