Well so many people listen to rap nowadays 

But so many people don't even know what the raps are saying 

You say, oh man, this track is fat but when I ask 

What do you think about my raps your reply is (huh? what?)

Cause all you hear is bluh bluh, bluh bluh bluh, bluh bluh 

You don't check the lyrical flows, you don't check the lyrical content 

For all you care I could just be flowing nonsense

Over the beats cause they move you 

You wanna groove but you don't even know what you're grooving to

Waving your hands back and forth, shouting the hook lines

But never really understanding my rhymes

Oblivious, even though I'm giving you this

Definition of how you shouldn't be missing this

Don't act like you know when you don't know the lyrics

So tell me one thing, can you hear it?



[HOOK x2:]

Can you hear it? (huh?)

Can you hear it? (what?)

Can you hear it? (huh?)

Can you hear it? (what?)

Can you hear it? (huh?)

Can you hear it? (what?)

And if you can't hear it say (huh? what?)



Well so many suckers out there are too quick to diss

Cause everything they hear an automatic diss

Diss this diss that what's up with that

Why does everything you hear got to be wack, yup

How'd you like that rap (it's wack)

How'd you like that track (it's wack)

Well how about the scratch (wack wack wack)

You're calling me junk, before you even listen

Does it make you feel good cause you're dissin

You don't feel good bout yourself so you're puttin other people down

But you can't relate to the state of mind I'm in

You gotta begin to realize that

You gotta analyze before you criticize

So pour yourself a bowl of new material like cereal

Take a big spoonful and savor the flavor

And just digest and manifest what the group's about

And if you chuck, hock pooh! then spit it out

So unlock your brain til you have that spirit

Well tell me now yo, can you hear it?



[HOOK x2]



So many people try to claim that rap is not music

They say we take the notes and the chords and abuse it

They always talking trash, dissin on a mission

Just because we don't fit in the musical definition

But we're constantly creating, putting beats together

Thinking up more ways to make the music sound more clever

Evolving and evolving every thing that we can think of

And we're rising yes we're rising yes we're rising up above

The limits and the walls where they said we would fall

But now in the 90's, hiphop is standing tall

But we gotta keep progressing, encourage innovation

Strive for unity within the hiphop nation

So play it loud and proud, you need to turn it up

Or if you're in your ride, let it bump in your trunk

And if you get a ticket, so what, you can clear it

So if you see the man, say what up, can you hear it?