[Intro]
It was late one night, I was diggin' in the garden
Shovel hit somethin', it was cold and hard and
The eyes stared back, knew it was dead
It was a zombified hip-hop head
It was a zombified hip-hop head
It was a zombified hip-hop head
It was a zombified hip-hop head
It was a zombified hip-hop head
[Verse 1: Jonny 5]
To quote the Grouch, "I cannot lie and say I've rapped since '85"
But me? I haven't even rhymed since '92
But don'tcha get sick of defining who's
Real hip-hop heads
Mostly white pimples poppin' up and down and up and down
Tryin' hard to look tough and frownin'
If I interrupt 'em now and ask
"Why do you look so pissed? Why do you act so mad? Why do you rap so bad?"
Could it be this? Could it be you're mad at the Bronx block parties that you missed?
Mad money that you spend to pretend to reminisce?
I remember just the other day when I first heard Criminal Minded
Does it seem like yesterday? Guess you'd say that 'cuz it was
Copyright in '88, reprint in '97
Willie Nelson was the only tape I'd heard when I was eleven
Rap wasn't big in Denver then
I reflect on prior years and respect the pioneers but I can't remember them
You're assembling memory RAM drive analyze scanning simulacra splicing acrobatics sacrificing soul
Cramping smile muscles, lips locked, dead
Extended arms limp, zombified hip-hop heads
Zombified hip-hop heads
Zombified hip-hop heads
[Hook]
(Boast and brag, boast and brag) Never scratching the surface
Underground tracks, no train and no purpose
(Boast and brag, boast and brag) to anonymous fans
Zombified hip-hop heads in the sand
(Boast and brag, boast and brag) Never scratching the surface
Underground tracks, no train and no purpose
(Boast and brag, boast and brag) to anonymous fans
Zombified hip-hop heads in the sand
[Verse 2: Brent]
Yo, this is Brent, and now it's like everybody raps
See I'm pretty new myself and I think I know the haps
But these new Jacks givin' me crap, react wack
When I move for a pound, all I get is a slap
I give 'em dap, like try ta be nice and say "Word up"
But they start talkin' 'bout rappas I never heard a
Sayin' I can't scratch' and sayin' I spin wack
What is this? A movement, test, trend, or trap?
My best friend's Japanese exchange student
Loves rap 'n he's explained some things, dude it's strange
Who'd a thought hip-hop was universal?
I just hope it doesn't get too commercial
'Cuz sometimes labels control the whole thing
We need to take it back to The Sugarhill Gang
'Cuz man, in Japan, it's a fad like heavy metal
But they don't understand what it's like in the ghetto
[Hook]
(Boast and brag, boast and brag) Never scratching the surface
Underground tracks, no train and no purpose
(Boast and brag, boast and brag) to anonymous fans
Zombified hip-hop heads in the sand
(Boast and brag, boast and brag) Never scratching the surface
Underground tracks, no train and no purpose
(Boast and brag, boast and brag) to anonymous fans
Zombified hip-hop heads in the sand
[Verse 3: MC Hiphop]
Ore wa M C H I P H O P
On za maiku en za puresu chu bii
Furee sutairu doki doki shinai
Kaeru toki rapu fuan dokodemo aeru to ki gatsuku
Mukatsuku ! Juku demo, inak demo, zenin wa baka yarou
Dono tokoro de mo, Denbaa, Osaka, genba kokoro no naka
Yakara kane no tame, mane yatte
Chimburando katte! "B-boy da"-te nan yarou, wakaranyarou
Donkan na farowarusu, gambarou
[Hook/Outro]
(Boast and brag, boast and brag) Never scratching the surface
Underground tracks, no train and no purpose
(Boast and brag, boast and brag) to anonymous fans
Zombified hip-hop heads in the sand
(Boast and brag, boast and brag) Never scratching the surface
Underground tracks, no train and no purpose
(Boast and brag, boast and brag) to anonymous fans
Zombified hip-hop heads in the sand
(Boast and brag, boast and brag) Never scratching the surface
Underground tracks, no train and no purpose
(Boast and brag, boast and brag) to anonymous fans
Zombified hip-hop heads in the sand
(Boast and brag, boast and brag) Never scratching the surface
Underground tracks, no train and no purpose
(Boast and brag, boast and brag) to anonymous fans
Zombified hip-hop heads in the sand
(Boast and brag, boast and brag) Never scratching the surface
(Zombified hip-hop head)
Underground tracks, no train and no purpose
(Zombified hip-hop head)
(Boast and brag, boast and brag) to anonymous fans
(It was a zombified hip-hop head)
Zombified hip-hop heads in the sand
(It was a zombified hip-hop head)
(Boast and brag, boast and brag) Never scratching the surface
(It was a zombified hip-hop head)
Underground tracks, no train and no purpose
(It was a zombified hip-hop head)
(Boast and brag, boast and brag) to anonymous fans
(It was a zombified hip-hop head)
Zombified hip-hop heads in the sand
(It was a zombified hip-hop head)
Boast and brag in every rhyme I compose
Won't y'all get sick of that?
