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 'Cause 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 'Stead 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...