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Hip Pop

Shabazz the Disciple

Book of Shabazz (Hidden Scrollz)

2003

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Hip pop, they tap dance to sell a mil
While real emcees with skills don't got a deal
It's industry conspiracy to make us savage

me
Feel like you're way to deep
See you like the album that I chose
Love is such a child's game
Dance around the word that I need
Live in the moment

the sauce that's part of 
My tactics 
I do this shit with a passion
Kill rappers and dance on they casket 

Waiting on yo album to drop 
I pray yo shit don't

Italian elegance (yeah)
My presence makes the Taliban belly-dance (hah)
Suits are tailor-made, we cut throats, razorblades
Lamborghini stud, aerodynamics

dance


5  magazines on back up

( Hook )

Meet me in the alley 

See me in the allego 


Switch and save like aldi


When they had me on the outs Yo 

birds in flight. 

Leaf is one of the few pieces on the album that doesn't have a social context or issue to pin it to. Backed by a whimsical, yet

am
1 am
1 am
Party girl chases all the trends
1 am
1 am
She don't leave the club till she gets carried by her friends
By her friends
Shawty really

Yeah Yeah
I told them I'm floating by
Told them got too many shows tonight
Being cool be way too cold to cry
Might as well try
To make it to the top

I'm doing it for me
This time around we coming for everything
Shit hit different when you got it out the streets
You can be here, then gone by next

the hood

Yea you will be respected by the hood
N yea you will be respected by the hood



The album put it
Out the first day the street know it
Code

the hood

Yea you will be respected by the hood
N yea you will be respected by the hood



The album put it
Out the first day the street know it
Code

gettin' curious
How we still rejoice if the album gonna flop
Don't got a drop, top
I don't got a rock, watch
But I might dance I might pop, lock
Stay

For you can find me smoking Buddha
By the dock of the bay (hey hey)
We got homies in New York
We got respect in LA
We got some hot chicks out in Vegas

just keep on making hits about you
Till you let me hit
And then I'll start the album

Had me at first glance
And If I'm being honest I need one more

non-talent motherfuckers are stealing my spotlight in a dumb way
This is no game, this ain't JB, this a straight shoot
I knew by the end of this album, I

Jesus dude
But fuck what you said ain't no peace with you
When I reach hell it'll prolly be by suicide
Cause ain't no way in heaven I'll be crucified

find me down Edinburgh Drive
With a chick by my side and the pitts doing wheelies
 
Slide in I see a cutie with a pretty face 
You already know she's

Imagine

Lupe Fiasco

Drogas Wave

2018

tape
Jeopardize being friendly just to keep mine safe
When keeping it real goes right, I couldn't keep my faith
By third album I was done, you shoulda

a blonde bitch
I got my own fragrance
Powered by 50, goddamn it, I think I made it
I tried to keep it basic
They wanna complicate shit
The feds on my phone

What I do what I do do
Raised by a single mother I was raised different
Thirty eight years apart was the age difference
Raised by an OG If you knew her

Hey, check one, two. Kevin has asked me to collaborate on a post-rock album about a dying heartbeat. Post-rock? Uhh, some sort of dead romance

to your ear

[Intro: Bonz Malone]
I pledge allegiance and have to brag
About the united weights in America
And to this republic, for which we dance

I bring you lattes in the morning
When your mind foggy and you’re yawning
Cruise on the highway, the tank roaring
Sit by the fireplace and get cozy
I

it cost, i got it


Ay yo I go by the name of the problem
I wanna thank my fans
For supportin' my albums
Look, y'all went and got 'em
I appreciate that