Big Beat Battalion Jabberjaw Lyrics

Tonight for your listening pleasure we present to you
a single from an up-and-coming duo hailing from the
Great Basin. They are known as the Big Beat Battalion.
They are changing the face of hip hop.

For those of you who have called in weary of what our
sponsors have chosen for our rotation, this act will be
a breath of fresh air...

I said one, two, three in the place to be
Smooth J can rock rock the spot
Reminiscent of a style you ain't heard for a while
But I'm the one they call "Hip Hop"
I've watched others misuse and abuse their styles
And I think it's really pushed me to the limit
Don't need to curse in any verse, so rehearse this first
You see, I don't rely on any gimmick
Too many rappers these days, they flaunt the wealth
Don't wanna live like them, you see, I care about myself
I care about my health, life means something else
So I creep to the mic like I'm stealth
And I came to inspect other rappers' property
I'll pull your mic if you can't represent properly
And I don't care if your a player with more game than Monopoly
There's not stoppin' me

[Chorus]:
Why do they even let you grab a mic?
You bottom-feedin' MC parasite
Yo, G, who's the weakest MC you ever saw?

The studio gangster, he's a jabberjaw

The Studio Gangster: A hip hop artist with little or no
street credit; therefore, their entire biography will be
manufactured by the respective record label to include
tales of guns, violence, and drug dealing, while in
reality they are nothing more than fake G's that
pretend to be from the streets.

You know who you are, there's no need for name-callin'
I think you're appallin', I'm yiggy yes yallin'
Your stock is fallin' in a hostile takeover
Hip hop is ready for a makeover
No more videos with explosions and guns and girls
And hot tubs and beepers
I want mics and lights, fresh rhymes and sneakers
Boomin' woofers and tweeters
And scratch the wife-beaters and the deceivers
Glorifyin' violence and silence with drug deals
Tell me, how did you feel when you heard
A DJ cut on the wheels of steel?
We are world class and you're a flash in the pan
Bring it on whoever you are
Sucker MC's, you are a disease
Exposed by this seminar

[Chorus]

The female degrading jabberjaw

The Female Degrader: A revolting reincarnation of
hip hop made popular by the dirty south. These acts
consist mainly of groups of males yelling vulgar,
indiscriminate words at the tops of their lungs to
loud, repetitive beats. See also yeah, okay, what?

I'm a rapper who wants a hip hop renaissance
Something positive inside of nonchalance
But others, they label my style as weak
They'd rather smoke weed and tweak
Keep it real, keep it street, you don't hear rhymes
You hear beeps or sound effects that cover up the phrases
It used to be about a crowd, a clout-shout
And some phat shoelaces
Not these plastic rappers with these plastic raps
I'll stick with my four tracks and wax
Kickin' all sorts of facts, no pimp slaps
I'm at the head of my class
We're not afraid to break you off from the norm
b__pin' in your dorm or b__pin' in your car
Sucker MC's you are a disease
Exposed by two superstars

[Chorus]

Fake, ghetto-fabulous jabberjaws

Ghetto-Fabulous: The combination of bad taste and
urban aesthetic and a desire to wear one's wealth.
This style refers to the Nouveau Riche who have
often grown up in low socioeconomic areas.
Holler.

Yo, this one goes out to all you fans of REAL hip hop
who have been a little bit upset by the way that things
have been portrayed in the last few years.