Sweatshop Union - Bring Back The Music lyrics

[Verse 1] What happened to the music videos? All I see is Jersey Shore and these stupid Diddy shows Really though, get 'em on a different channel You can soak up all the so-called reality you can handle Because I don't give a sh** about the crib Nelly lives in Or what's in his fridge, in his kitchen It make me wanna turn off my television It's all irrelevant bullsh**, man, I'm telling you Can't stand the smell of it I mean, really? What kind of world is this? They give their time to Girlicious Instead of giving it to legitimate artists That work hard & put their world hearts in this sh** I wish they could see that and bring the old MTV back With no video's, it's like an empty weed sack - it's useless So bring back the music, if y'all refuse to do it We can always YouTube sh**, but still... [Verse 2] Now... Video k**ed the radio star And kids won't turn their stereo's on Kids need something to view the auto-tune in I write these words and bare my whole heart Expose my soul over beats I flow on And hope they evoke emotions And open up ears that yesterday were roped off Closed minds only pay attention to the co-signs And clothing designs While the op-pest dies I hope that mine, can find in my home to rotate I know, I don't quite fit the mode, no But why should I live below the so-so's? I won't swallow the soil of those holding the spoons Forced down your throats No...