Grime - Thrill Is Gone lyrics

[HOOK] Thrill is gone The thrill is gone away Thrill is gone The thrill is gone away [VERSE 1] I remember rocking mics on stages Flipping through The Source pages Wu Tang was my favorite Camouflage pants and Tims for all occasions Battling at parties, b-boys on the pavement Before hiphop was owned by corporations I remember dirty drums and ba** kits Grimy-a** gangsters, no pretty faces And you could only find rap on AM stations Before Clearchannel bought up the market And albums rated 5 Mics were sacred I'd put the tape in, and let it play to the end Trying to memorize every rhyme they spit But sh**'s changing, all of this fake sh** Glamour and glitz, and fake tits and agents But this sound'll bring it back to the basics Honestly, I just haven't been feeling hiphop lately It's like [HOOK] Thrill is gone The thrill is gone away Thrill is gone The thrill is gone away [VERSE 2] Remember freestyling, without people fighting You'd take your time when you was writing Remember when the verse you spit Was more important than your shirt or your kicks Before all of this circus sh** I recall when all of this bullsh** was touring And record companies wasn't calling And you couldn't win a Grammy award for rap Remember when they thought hiphop was just a fad And now it's on every station, in every area A billion-dollar industry in corporate America Hiphops accepted now, everyone's doing it But nobody's making good music We used to rap for the block Now we rap for the A&Rs MTV TRL superstars They took what's ours and turned it into a gimmick Careful what you ask for 'cause you just might get it And now [HOOK] Thrill is gone The thrill is gone away Thrill is gone The thrill is gone away [VERSE 3] I remember when Public Enemy came on the scene And everyone screamed, "Fight the powers that be" And Spike Lee made that movie about Malcolm The next year 2Pac dropped his best album In '94 I was writing rhymes And Nas had the world in a New York state of mind Then Jay dropped Reasonable Doubt in '96 That's it, there's hasn't been a cla**ic album since A lot of lights and cameras, no action A lot of ice and dances, no rapping It's like a minstrel show, they're all clapping But you just a joke, there's no pa**ion They stole rap like they stole the slaves Like Elvis stole rock from Chuck Berry's page Hiphop can change the world and they're afraid Listen to the ancestors, I can hear them saying [HOOK] Thrill is gone The thrill is gone away Thrill is gone The thrill is gone away