Artist: Joe Budden
Album:  Rage & The Machine
Song:   Idols
Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com 

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[Joe Budden]
Look, long live your idols, may they never be your rivals
Rakim was like Jesus, Chuck D wrote the Bible
G-Rap was God, I learned to punch from Kane
Lived in Queens so on Farmers we would see Todd James
'Member the cover of +Black Panther+ with the fat gold chains?
Then Slick Rick had a million of 'em, so I wanted a million of 'em
Yeah, back in my first days
When we ain't know who was the nicest nigga in 3rd Bass
Which MC was the worst, before my MC search
Some niggaz thought Pete Nice, me I thought MC Serch
This before I ever met Em, way before "Hammer Dance"
This when I was askin Carrie Anne to make me Hammer pants
Smooth B was dope, Greg Nice had character
Before I ever knew image would even matter bruh
Ice Cube raised me, gotta mention Gang Starr
Me and Premier tight right now, we in the same squad
Always tell me stories on the game and how it changed, y'all
Life don't always come full circle, I can't explain, God
Teacher to student
The overlap and the generational gap I'm seein is prudent
So when I speak of pursuin
What we deemed as mere dreams and illusions albeit a nuisance
I'm brewin from eyes that have seen through it
It's no time for even a body to be reclusive
Exec's'll feed you excuses and if it's seasoned you chew it
We got old ideologies, I think we should renew it
The psychology for some of that reasoning's even stupid
For me it's deeper than music, much deeper than music
They stole our musical freedom, up next it's freedom of music
As a tenth grade drop-out I'm watchin the aftermath
of e'rything streamin is doin, no extremists, this is true shit
Don't take a genius to see the genius is stewin
Ain't got the reach to do it, so let me reach, you can do it
It go

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[Joe Budden]
Look, look
If you live long you see your idols be your rivals
Hov was like the GOAT, congratulations on Tidal
Salute, you broke through many barriers for us
When we couldn't move the needle you carried us for us
Look forward, maybe in 30 years they'll implore us
Push to the back of the rear and ignore us, I think we nearin that border
Mr. Carter, who gon' fare for the authors?
They only there to extort us, who gon' be there to record us?
Nigga, even deeper who gon' care for our daughters?
And our sons just the vultures; we keep handin them the culture
And the hip-hop that raised this kid is one that spoke up
I'm pessimistic, I won't even get my hopes up
But if it's gon' all implode before it blow up
Need more than over-chargin for what they did to the Cold Crush
Just a PSA in lieu of the movement
Can't get a quarter back now, what about future music?
Really

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[Joe Budden]
So if I'm gone when tomorrow come
The mission for my only-born when tomorrow come
How will we receive songs when tomorrow come?
Here's my study for understudies to borrow from
New +Rage & Machine+, "Nigga we got this"
is what you hear when label ideas, meet a plot twist
Uh, used to be faded from the killer talk
Now we suffocatin from the pillow talk
Every verse like damn, y'all love chivalry
They offered me fame, as a man I chose dignity
Uh, guess e'rything ain't for e'rybody
Maybe e'rybody ain't for e'rything
It ain't a thing, I'm lookin through my career
I'm more the long game dude on how I choose to prepare
Not the richest, just the sickest, ask the dudes in your tier
Knew if I made it to the top I'd hate the +Views+ from up there
We don't value the same shit, I spoke through a despair
Stood out before it was cool to be weird, my nigga you just appear
Uh, before these niggaz hit puberty
I was online talkin like it's just you and me
The foolery, but since we hoppin like rabbits
Callin e'rything that's droppin a classic with all this modern-day practice
Tactics that should rot in the ashes
Some are cut from the same cloth, some have forgotten the fabric
Listen, raised a nigga that you'd rather leave at bay
She ain't walkin in naked, she ain't fashionably late
Have her bring your good shoes so you can dodge around the rumors
In a suit that light the room up like Robert Downey, Jr.'s
Fifth to the court, tell I did this before
Without a +Baron+, ask Karen, nothin +Civil+ in +War+
It's civil war, to judgin off the shit that I saw
I'm tryin to leave it so our kids'll have more, tomorrow is bigger than all

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