Benefit - A Page In Hip Hop's Diary Lyrics
Gone and left meAnd I'm feelin' mighty low (x4)The current state of events has me depressedI used be accessed by the bestBut now the worst has me stressedAnd believe me friend there is no exaggerationI was created as a medium for poetic communicationI was born in the US as an original cultureI'm definitely art, but not a painting or a sculptureI used to be positive, now I'm suffering depressionWay to much corruption in this poetic expressionPeople used to love rockin' shows and it showedOnce money was involved I traveled on a rocky roadThe love has left meNow I'm feeling awfully emptyAnd the ones who abused me are driving off in a BentleyI'm thought to be ignorant by the mainstream‘Cause misrepresentation and misconceptions remained seenAll I want is for people to embrace meAnd if it doesn't happen I want the history books to erase meIt's a shame that they use my name in vein oftenAnd it's because of me a few people are in a coffinAs an individual I'm dastardly lonelyI wish that somebody would actually master the ceremonyWithout being phony and coming with the realInstead of chasing all the money and ignoring the skillThe love has definitely gone considerablySo I'll let it be and simply drown in my miseryI'm feelin mighty lowAnd I'm feelin mighty low(x4)I'm still sadI feel bad blatantlyI can't watch TV without somebody raping meAnd it's tough to be constantly violatedThe return to my true state is what I've long awaitedIt's really not easy being in an exploited cultureEveryone bites ideas like rode kill to vulturesPeople have taken me so far from my essenceLike going from being the kings men to the peasantsOur presence is felt by the dedicatedTo all the rest is big business like federatedI'm heart brokenBut there is no need to start coping,I stopped coping a long time ago and I started chokingOn the tear drops that wouldn't stop fallen from my face'Cause it seems that i have no place, a fallen disgraceAll the love is lostAnd what it cost to payTo be tossed awayLike tea in the Boston bay lost todayBut hopefully found tomorrowI'd hate to go out and openly profound sorrowBut that's the way it's headed and that's the fate I'm dreadedAnd when I'm dead and gone give me my belated creditI feel no reason to liveWhy should I exist and get ignored and yet continue to giveAll I want is for people to acknowledge me the respectSigning off hip hop now solemnly reflectI'm feelin mighty lowAnd I'm feelin mighty low(x4)
