Lyrics:
hip-hop, pay word to Stevie J
Can't help that I rap for my ex in vain
Guess I'm jostlin', they gon' talk anyway, way
Life move fast so I drive slow
and win
Ain't nothing without struggle, listen up, it's critical
We used to fear arms, now the weapons are chemical
In Hip-Hop, the weapons are lyrical
song by the hip hop rapper
And I made it absolutely rapping to the masses
Baby I made it happen just like it was magic unh
And Im riding with no roofs
you been missing
I got lyrics you should listen
Rewritten with precision
Thirty-five years ago
I wrote those rhymes
Hip-hop's still plagued
By violent
[Verse One: Q-Unique]
Enter the bragin, Q-Leechan from the providence of hip-hop
Do bodily damage like a combination kick-chop
Teacher Sifu Herc
mission in life to be the coldest nigga that ever spit shit on the mic
I'm coming in smooth, rocking this hip-hop music just the way you like
Telling all
She had a baby and he was a hip-hop man
He regarded she as a JAP-STAR
She said she wanna be famous and he said was it Maria
All is fair in war by
up those disco breaks,
sit down punk and take a look at what you make,
it's not hip-hop, it's something more sad, sick and seedy,
what's popping that
origin
Same skin hated by the klansmen
Big nose and lips, big hips and butts, dancin, what
I'm a African
I'm a African, uhh
And I know what's happenin
I'm
They sayin' hip hop been dead
But even if is bring it back my man
And keep it live
Keep it live
Yo, yo diabolic fascination
Platinum plated finger tips
and got his car towed away
Damn
I refuse to leave this block I know
You want me to stop I
Won't quit till I'm on top hip
Hop don't pay me i
Refuse to leave
tense
So I like to live my life like a big carnival
Get drunk, act like an animal
I like the rock'n rolll, the funk, the jazz and hip-hop
Suckers get
up, and play it loud
Hip-hop's embedded, before I said I wouldn't let it
But me and the microphone is still magnetic
Straight off the top, I knew I'd
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
Supposedly nice, taken for granted like life
I write twice and drop singles in record pools
Niggas I'm dunking like when cops mingle
Fuck hip-hop jingles,
Hip Hop Marmalade spic And span,
Met you one summer and it all began
You're the best girl that I ever did see,
The great Larry Bird Jersey 33
When you
music box
Plus knew a lot of hustlas, goin' O.T., comin' back with the new Hip Hop
Like E-40 holding down the yay (that yay), N.W.A. in L.A.
OutKast
They're overzealous with what they tell us black
Well fuck them and their aggressive crap
See hip hop's been to hell and back
Overrun by some bums
femurs
We culture keepers Hip Hop's true leaders
I'm chilling in New Orleans under the I10
With the last victims of Katrina
You gotta see the corruption
flows put emcees in hell's kitchen.
And I'm so, I'm so, hot, hot ya'll burnin up, hot
I step in its like a weddin between hope and Armageddon
The hip hop
Can't feel a thang. Maybe I'll fly
Hop in the whip. Let's take a trip. Baby let's ride
She like my drip. Hand on her hip. Baby let's slide
Baby you fine.
a shit
I'm painting a picture just like the lord
Man I'm writing these stories just for the poor
Now can we all afford a brand new clause
Hip or hop man,
loyalOn the hip-hop throne and most kings have
been doin' itRock, Rob, Joe,
and Big E is one unitSupreme force,
ever since Main Source, my niggaShoulda had
What's the point of Hip Hop
if you ain't rapping
about your story?
Capping all the time
Biting all the rhymes
STOP
It's boring
One life to live
so
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