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Live From Metropolis Studios
Disc 1
01. Intro
02. Lost at Birth
03. Miuzi Weighs a Ton
04. Get Up Stand Up
05. Rebel Without a Pause
06. 911 Is a Joke
07. Welcome to the Terrordome
08. Hoovermusic
09. Black Steel in the Hour
10. Show Em Whatcha Got
11. Bring the Noise
Disc 2
01. Don’t Believe the Hype
02. Can’t Truss It
03. He Got Game
04. Night of the Living Baseheads
05. I Shall Not Be Moved
06. Fight the Power (Soul Power – Who Stole This Soul)
07. Cant Do Nuttin’ For Ya Man
08. 31 Flavors
09. Shut Em Down
10. Harder Than You Think
You got the mic, the people, the world's street cred
The radio, the TV, the world wide web
But who care, do nothing with what you said
Sounds like somebody's in bed wit the feds
Hoovermusic

Why you wanna make music when you take music make my crew sick
And abuse it to nobody else can use it
More than just some non-singin', drug slingin', fling, sing
Yo what, check it out, is it rating or raping?
It is no more taping, it is soul regulating
These love to hate songs and y'all know that's wrong
Anything for the money, tough guy
BET, MTV, P-I-C, you know what, the M-I-C
Honestly, this policy be killin' me
Good for who, good for what
Is your mind body soul better from it?
Songs meant to send you to prison
Also send the family to have a million and a half kids

You got the mic, the people, the world's street cred
The radio, the TV, the world wide web
But we can't do nothing with what you said
Sounds like somebody's in bed wit the feds
Hoovermusic

Mon-stars lurking the planet fame
One hand in your pocket, one hand in your brain
Sucking your soul like some video game
Yo DJ, Lord, what the fuck the've been sayin'
Who's consumin' the boom as they vacuum your room
You shake your boom boom as they clean up your room
That Black exec, he did not stand a chance
But his job was to make you shake and make you dance
Trapped in the middle of what you be doin'
Increased market position, on what and how you listen
I came in this game, never thought that I'd ever
See hip-hop and the game, in the name of J. Edgar

You got the mic, the people, the world's street cred
The radio, the TV, the world wide web
But we can't do nothing with what you said
Sounds like somebody's in bed wit the feds
Hoovermusic

Hands in the air, hands in the air like this (hoovermusic)
Yeah hands in the air like this (hoovermusic)
Like this, side to side (hoovermusic)
Side to side
Side to side
Side to side
Side to side
Side to side
Side to side
Side to side
C'mon

Ooh ho!
You got the mic, the people, the world's street cred
The radio, the TV and the world wide web
But we can't do nothing with what you said
Sounds like somebody's in bed wit the feds
Hoovermusic