Lyrics:
This industry is
Fuckin' wit' these kids
Like sex offenders
Niggaz better register the fact
I'm a representer of hip-hop
Say the wrong thing on the track
as bliss breathes
Im still writing iller tracks
Hold up I think they hating on me
Fresh in my white tees and im a fatis
Teams lay stop like a song I wrote
it's like a club or a set
Hip hop's the new WWF
What do you rap or do you wrestle' niggas love to forget
We got til it's gone, you think you on, you
crowds enough to make em flee
I'm on the flip side like vinyl Traen will take you A to B
So let me take you for a trip on track, since a kid with my dad
I
glean
A yung player with big bucks
You can tell im a pimp
By the way that I walk
You can tell Im a playa by
The way that I talk you know
I'm super fly by
curses worse than Bart
Straight from my heart, it's tearin me apart
(Chorus)
(Verse 3:)
And now, hip hop is labeled as a violencer
Like everyone who
sound when that money in yo face
(ayy, ayy)
Hip Hop hooray
That pack land and now im waitin on my K
Pack landed now im waiting on my backend
I got P's i
hip-hop was good
There lived a little boy who was misled
By a little Sha-tan and this is what he said
"Me and you kid we gonna make some cash
Jacking
chocolatey whip-toppin'
So whether you're hip-hop, Slipknot, B.I.G., Pac
Kid Rock, Kris Kross, Rick Ross, you'll dig this
If not then kick rocks in flip flops
R&B music meet hip hop
You haters thought that Kelly couldn't keep it hot
Even when I'm in your face, why'all see me not
Sportin' nothing but
Puch zara humse ki hum chain se kab sote
Hip hop aur commercial me yeh ich farak hote
Ki hip hop ko sunke sabke rongte khade hote
Aur commercial ko sunke
Yo I flip flop
Sorta just like hip hop
Yo times up broken wrist watch
Bitch stop
You weren't fuckin wit tha kid till I dropped let's talk
Live ina
Aye aye lemme holla at you baby
No Lemme holla at you
Life's crazy but it is what it is uh
Come closer baby lemme grab yo hips huh
When you talk I
up in my bed and shit
I don't give a damn how fine you are and how goods your head and shit
When it come to treating me right some realer shirt is
Lyrics spilling you´ll need a mop
Kick you out the genre
Like them did to MGK
Give me the honors
Woah
Like it or not I´m on top of all DC Hip-Hop
Wait look
they’re just depressing to rap
A disgrace to the human race, the act of rape on a track
Cos they take hip hop against her will and do whatever they like
ready to done pack and then deliver
Out to the streets were the dope beats shiver
Now I'm getting at ya movin by the police than Bo Jackson
Then my hip
freestyle for an hour
Told me come back tomorrow
But I came back in a hour
Jay Rock was in the booth
Recording his first mixtape
Was skeptical homie at first
move greasy like I'm Randy's gut
Short stack but my track forces real heads to stand up
Every stanza got me feeling nothing
George Costanza
They tell me
offended, then I got you by Hip-Hops' collar
'Cause Bugus told me that only a hit-dog hollers
Top dollars what they pay me for the flows now-a-days
Free
might as well SPELL!
I'm a big marine, M-I-K-E, you figure weaker then me
I speak uniquely, how in the fuck do you plan to beat me
Ruler of hip hop
the first to admit it
How you got punked by hip-hop's greatest
Missy and Lyte bringin' you the latest, yo yo
[Repeat CHORUS]
[Missy]
the Bandwagon
They hop in the Bandwagon
I'm driving that G -Wagon
I'm hot like a damn dragon
Get laid like a damn mattress
My forty-five on my hip
Still walk
a drug yall gone have to sick the hounds on me
Hip hop's hottest I get my steam on
Currently cooking so the world can get they stream on
I'm Joe Clark I
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