J Dilla - What's Going On lyrics

[Verse I] I woke up Tryn'a figure why these n***as who can't rhyme for sh** is shinin' since I'm the sh** It should be a musical monopoly, not just me But all those who rock with me, honestly I don't listen to no one, f** the rest I just obsess over the older musicians with such success Was music ever this f**in depressin'? All this dick s**in, who's the b**h s**in, the treble clef? Now this might offend you but let me continue This what real men do, rappers don't rap, producers just loop Most producers do, but who the f** is who? Big wigs afraid of change, too much to lose n***as payin n***as to chill, that's a screwed up crew So maybe I'm screwed up too; The dude who f**ed up the system, poopin up what you chewed up in your food Coincidentaly im sh**tin' when I'm writin this I keep it funky, that's why I keep my life in this Whatever [Hook] What have we done, What's going on Where have we gone, What's going on What are we doing, What's goin on What's goin on, What's goin on [Verse II] Backlash? Kiss my black a** At last, rookie not afraid of mad flag Just concerned, I'm just bein' honest I understand I got it, honest doesn't mean modest But if I said I like listenin to Plies and you believed me That means you like listenin' to lies No 50 sh**, not a quick diss to get attention so I can get on and rip sh** If that was the case, I'd diss KRS, Q-Tip, Quincy Someone who brought change to music Since we, are the generation who changed the music And made the music some brainless nuisance My aim is to move this game to some new sh** Rename it Nu-Hop and bring a claim to music It's not art anymore, it's partly a who*e We don't even know who we ARE anymore [Hook] (speaking over the beat) As I stand alone in this booth with my eyes closed I see a treble clef painted in red white and blue like the American flag, burnin' And sometimes I feel like, we all could stop this fire from happening... But will we? Since when did image mean anything? ...Anything?? ...So what, I walk around with a big f**in' pair of pink headphones on my head And have a philosophy about a video game you probably forgot about until I said something about it... So what? ...We individuals right? And I ain't tryn'a run for president, I ain't tryn'a be the new leader I just wanna say what I feel And if I'm condemned for saying what I feel, I'm sorry, it's just how I feel Let's bring the music back man, f** your image, dead a** I got a pair of kicks that probably cost more than anything I've ever bought in my life, I know nobody has them, and yet they wild f**in' raggedy ...think I give a f**? You think I care about the fact that I can finally afford to buy my own clothes? You think that sh** matter to me anymore? Nah Man Lets do something different man Like stop caring about the bullsh** man You can't have fun with material things, so stop letting that affect what you do creatively Charles Hamilton One