You’ve exploited and stolen the music; the moment, the magic, the passion, the fashion, you toy with the culture. Was never yours to make better You’re Miley, you’re Elvis, you’re Iggy Azalea Fake and so plastic, you’ve heisted the magic You’ve taken the drums and the accent you rapped in You’re branded “hip-hop”, it’s so fascist and backwards That Grandmaster Flash’d go slap it, you bastard All the money that you made All the watered down pop bullshit version of the culture, pal Go buy a big-ass lawn, go with your big-ass house Get a big-ass fence, keep people out It’s all stubborn, anyway, can’t you see that now? There’s no way for you to even that out You can join the march, protest, scream and shout Get on Twitter, hashtag and seem like you’re down But they see through it all, people believe you now You said publicly, “Rest in peace, Mike Brown” You speak about equality, but do you really mean it? Are you marching for freedom, or when it’s convenient? Want people to like you, want to be accepted That’s probably why you are out here protesting Don’t think for a second you don’t have incentive Is this about you, well, then what’s your intention? What’s the intention? What’s the intention?
When a fan Tweeted to Iggy asking if she heard it and what her thoughts were, her fingers turned to Twitter fingers, and she immediately pointed out – like she did with Snoop in that epic battle – that Macklemore flicked it up with her a few times and was a fan.
he shouldnt have spent the last 3 yrs having friendly convos and taking pictures together at events etc if those were his feelings
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