Lyrics:
with no common sense
Hip Hop started in the west
Ice Cube bailin' through the east without a vest
[W.C]
Now as I look to my riz-right and to my
WHERE MY HIP HOP GO
I SEE THE HIP HOP GROWTH
THIS HIP HOP SHOW
AIN’T ENOUGH SO HERE I GO
TO RIP MY FLOW
TO GET MY DOUGH
THIS ENCORE
HIP HOP
other pioneer of hip hop is a man who goes by Grandmaster Flash
He was a rapper and a DJ who knew how to turn the average turntable into a musical
the house, on the smooth tip
And I'ma rip this, then I'ma hop hip
Better yet hip-hop, cause you're a drip-drop
Small as a pebble, while Heavy D's a bedrock
You thought I went for the flip,
But I'm bustin' off hip-hop, clip after clip.
I kept you out there, ripped you for your wear.
Jump inside your
the walls
Thats all they saw
[Verse 5: The Game]
Hip Hop ain't dead, it just took a couple shots
I bring it back to life, give it a couple shots
The kings
a hose)
And everybody's mom says
"Damn, too bad he's thirteen"
'Cause he's a handsome lady
And he says stuff like
"Hip-hop and rap embrace me" ohh yeah
But
the freedom, f*uck the fame
cye, aye, aye, aye
No tip toein my back be straight
Celebrate, hip-hop hooray
They tryna rain on my parade
I rely on my brigade
you are
These labels will have you wearing high heels and a bra
Cut the roots to ya tree and watch ya empire fall
Now hip hop is a tree, and trees live
clubs in Milwaukee inspired by the group called the Schemers
We were young dreamers
Hip-hop evangelism to the non-believers
Planet Patrol Afrika Bambaataa
and march by
Like a flint how fast we let sparks fly
Let it rain let it bang in a cycle like a F5 I bring the pain
For all you skirts still talking tough
You
were stuffed in snow
Now my culture's pierced, by the greatest accountance I've ever known
It's nothing personal, hip-hop design has gotten vain,
So
the ones that aren't good enough
clbums we're rising
But now I'm saying that rap is dying
I was fighting the mainstream rappers
Who nearly killed Hip-Hop
Toronto, Hip-Hop
[Verse: Nickelus F]
Aiight let me take my jacket off
Unlace the timbs, here again comes the jabberjaw
This time I'm blabbin on
These
and let the news film him
I hop in front of the cameras and tell 'em how I'm feelin
I tell 'em how I feel that hip hop, should deal wit it
Tell 'em
Waruj łaku słabym znikamy z radaru
Nie marudź Hip Hop to nasz pierdolony nałóg
Pocałuj złoty pierścień ukłoń się swemu panu
Mamy miłość do fanów
eighty three
When Maskells is over it's out on your bike
Doing bunny hops and wheelies if you like
Nicking from the shop and comparing your Nike
Dropping
Hip-Hop, was put off by your appearance, silver grillz
Black contacts, face tats n' bod tats, but 'cided to give it a shot
N' was blown away by the way you
America is born with a mic
A full album and a mix tape
If we do it right
If we put a face to Nigerian Hip Hop
We can sell the Nigerian Hip Hop
And that’s
make men into boys
I destroy your whole family tree
Chop it down
Hip-hop is longer now in this repertoire
Get your wardrobe torn out your closet
Walls
of plastic pumps for the after party
Yo, by the way, go get my album
Damn
Millze cillzan sillzome plilzay dilzzouble dilzutch
Hilzzoo?
My gizzirl
of plastic pumps for the after party
Yo, by the way, go get my album
Damn
Millze cillzan sillzome plilzay dilzzouble dilzutch
Hilzzoo?
My gizzirl
Welcome
to the voice response registration system
of True School University
representing universally
you have added
hip hop ethics
one two zero
for
classic Hip Hop album
Who said its easy never happened
Climb the charts Im more than platinum
Fuck thinking you the shit
A new rapper so called disaster
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