Lyrics by MC Lars, YTCracker, K.Flay, Beefy, and MC Router Music by the Dust Collector [Verse 1: MC Lars] Who's down with OPP? Yeah you know me Remixed pastiche of other people's property Because what do you do when your culture's predicated On a cut and paste identity, straight up appropriated? Who's back, who's tight, who's on tonight Who's black, who's white, who's wrong, who's right? Yeah I speak for a generation of lost kids Who had stranger life than our parents ever did We never had a Woodstock, Iraq is our Vietnam So we colonized hip-hop, like Dutch dudes Suriname A mullet on a b-boy, the flavor is intrinsic If you've got the beat inside you, me feel me if you're with it From Rolling Stone love to MTV The thin line between Eminem and Ali G Guess who just aced this hip-hop pop quiz? MC Lars posting up laying claim to what's his [Hook: YTCracker](x2) You down with OPP? Yeah you know me Remixed pastiche of other people's property Because what do you do when your culture's predicated On a cut and paste identity, straight up appropriated? [Verse 2: K. Flay] Racial politics every time I spit Am I a colonist or am I legit? Tip-toe the fine line, it's ill-defined I'm Implicated in this mess all the time The high jack took place way back the Blues Act Taken by this white cat, he made mad cash Is it appreciation, or appropriation? What kind of statement are we making? [Verse 3: YTCracker:] Are they mad at me? a**imilate the game like the borg Hatin' on me cuz I banged a couple keys on my korg I twisted the paradigm took something and made it mine But the way that I make ‘em move they don't seem to mind I'm a hip-hopper respect the roots I'm a show stopper and that's the truth I've been doing this rapping long enough to gain my tenure Get respect at my shows making legal tender [Hook: YTCracker](x2) [Verse 4: Beefy] Let me introduce myself, my name is Beefy kid I'm from the Northwest 509 number one Whitesican Been known to grab a mic and k** all challengers just with the flows And with these nerdy lyrics got kids heads all up all at my shows So because my lack of pigment makes my skin all light Mean I can't grab a microphone and rip apart your face tonight? That sounds ridiculous, you surly can't be serious Cause Beefy is so magical I should just be called Severus Judge me not by the way I appear Be in your ear, striking fear into all of those insincere Rap about pop culture, that's experimentation Now they wanna strike me down for my pigmentation, like what? Don't you know that I've been hanging around Going to town on these fellas by simply making a sound But add my visual and audio becomes less important You've got a stupid argument, I'd like to see ya support it Now I'm not putting you down, not saying your not amazing But when you just reverse the roles you see the trouble we're facing People hating, people saying I'm disgracing the form I'm trying to elevate the culture, roll it out and transform [Hook: YTCracker](x2) [Verse 5: MC Router] Is it proper of me to be a nerdy MC To take a different approach at lyrical memes? Where does hip-hop belong if it came from the streets? Can only hard dudes put a rhyme to these beats? Hip-hop wasn't made to be kept [?] So move it off a mic and MC Router intervenes Never been aimed at, shot up, or b**h slapped But I been shot down, beat up, and laughed at I've been torn down, [?] past, shrugged off, and called fat No I'm not a gangsta but I'm tough and you can trust that Don't wanna change the roots, but I'm quick To jump up in a track [?] that YTCracker spits From the streets or from the desk It doesn't matter who's the best We come from different hoods But we all fall out the nest You could choose to cry about it Put your anger in a track Use a boombox to spit at Use these beats to attack