Bring Back The Music (feat. D-Sisive)

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 shit 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 bullshit, 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 shit
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 shit, but still…
Now…
Video killed 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…