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Hip Hop hooray,
Ho
Hey
Ho

[Vinnie]
You drew a picture of my morning
But you couldn't make my day, Hey!
I'm rockin' and you're yawning
But
Hip Hop hooray,
Ho
Hey
Ho

[Vinnie]
You drew a picture of my morning
But you couldn't make my day, Hey!
I'm rockin' and you're yawning
But
gear worn by so-called thugs
had him hanging out in fucked up clubs
he lost his glow, only 17 addicted to blow 
[hip hop hip hip hop hip]
hip hop started
Hip Hop hooray...
Ho...Hey...Ho

You drew a picture of my morning
But you couldn't make my day, Hey!
I'm rockin' and you're yawning
But you
Hip-Hop (RIGHT HERE!) Hip-Hop (RIGHT HERE!)

[KRS-One]
I'm like Noah, I'm takin 'em, two by two
I took, them and them and I'll take, you and you
Be I'm
up the charts with number one hits
Shoot up the club with a full clip
How you like us now? The whole world till I dig, yeah
Hip-hop, the love of my
plus everybody in here wanted
Me and Waka Flocka come from the block straight chop a whole block
Chop it up and sever the block call it hip hop
Pac
as Hip-Hop rocks to the break of dawn
Don't nobody leave til six in the morn'
And they all come home like the "Children of the Corn"
Just here to make
routine player
I'mma go get 'em, mix 'em up like a dealer
Man three is company, b**** call me Jack Tripper

Step up out the club wit a dizzy head
I got
Shoot up the charts with number one hits
Shoot up the club, with a full clip
How you like us now? The whole world til' I dig, yeah
Hip-hop, the love
keep it movin' it around like rems that don't stop. 
now twist ya hips mami' lick ya lip for me drop it and make it sway.
Now she stirring up the mix
team
cause they ain't doin what they did to Martin Luther King
F'real!

[Chorus]

Yo, they said hip-hop been gone for a minute
I gotta find
Niggas uh, bitches ha uh

(Niggas) Grab your dick if you love hip-hop
(Bitches) Rub your titties if you love Big Poppa
Gotcha, open off the words
must, plus I don't forget to flush
With suckers I fuss, thought I was soft like a slush
Chicagods crush cause they think toys are us
Hip (hip what) hop
you just listen to the man on the mic
You're physically in this with me but how could you tell
If it's meant to be hip-hop if you're not mentally
Or should you just listen to the man on the mic 

You're physically in this with me but how could you tell 
If it's meant to be hip hop if you're not
could hear some hip hop
But little did we know she meant the house that rocked

The house that rocked(x3)

She was a real flygirl,dressed in leather
[We'd like to ask now that all passengers please hold 
Their breath, as we take you through an underwater hip hop extravaganza.
Now last night,
back
And yo, big ups to all my sisters, in the name of rap
Cause when it comes to hip-hop, you know you gotta keep it true
Take from the old, mix it with
Aiyyo, what the fuck is this shit that y'all are listenin to
Nowadays on the radio man? you call that shit hip-hop?
That's some faggot bitch shit
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you why.
You see, I'm six foot one, and I'm tons of fun
caught up in it that sucka shit 
Nothing positive will ever come from it 
Abolish it entirely from the hip hop government 

And fools know I never sell
they all in line screamin' one more time
Niggas, grab your dicks if you love hip-hop
Bitches rub-a-dub in the back of the club, straight up
this known from the door
I make niggaz walk like ball four
Y'all score games down the block
For me it's hip hop around the clock
Critical, I'm bound
Niggas uh, bitches ha uh

(Niggas) Grab your dick if you love hip-hop
(Bitches) Rub your titties if you love Big Poppa
Gotcha, open off the words