Lyrics:
no saint
I aint a role model, I'm a hip hop apostle
Rap music raised me the poetic street gospel
I learned more from this music than I ever learned in
(Come in)
Hop in that bitch and I go
I cannot stress this bitch no more
Fifty racks came outside from the mall
Still come kick down your door
restructured hip hop
cnd that his canon makes all other rappers look like slackers
cnd in fact, there's just no artist who is closer to my heart
I tell stories
fluid
Hip-hop has been ruined by bright
Colors and fantasy livin'
Suprised 69 ain't gave you a anuerysm
Y'all confused like Honda emblems
Superglued
a nerdy internet computer hip hop head
"Me and you, Clef, we're gonna make some cash"
"Grab this silver paint and just paint my ass"
Hey, mister, would
whole approach to rapping, is ass crack backwards
Cats'll see me in the spot and act salty
Stressing you save hip hop, you can't even save a wack party
we puffin' that Bob Marley
Tore it down with my brothers from the stage to the booth
Hip Hop, you the love of my life and that's true
Words
Unstoppable
This ant no hip-hop
We rocking Knee -hop
Because of Nocksee G
Pablo
No the beat infected
I blame Mc flu
For sneezing on this track
Now that's so
(Plumbing)
I'm a beast in the game, Jumanji ('Manji)
And if this ain't what you call hip-hop
It must be bungee jumping (Ha, ha, ha, hey)
I'm smoking
synthesize magic on low notes
Plant my feet in the state governed by that nigga Cuomo
From Queens like Nas my opps ain't no Hovs
Me without a mic is like AOC
so keep runnin
Track you down boy ur hunted
The demon in me smells ur fear
When I find you, you gon get punished
You still have a chance, just kidding
control"
"Hip-hop is not, what it is today.."
"It's the real... it's the (militia)"
If heads only knew how I felt about the rap game
They'd
guys swimming in T-shirts
Research your Oz hip-hop, before you step to us
And if you step, hands around your throat like a necklace
Missed the drum,
You been lost
Ain't notice the moment that I knocked you off of the tip top
That's a big drop
I hip and I hop on a track, make your shit sound like kids
hop, I drip-drop
I flip-flop with them white tube socks
It go sherm sticks, watch me burn this
That’s what the chronic smell like
When them chemicals mix
on my rage and you know there's pain in my hip-hop
I'm Marty McFly, and these bitches just ain't from the future
Their music is tired, rewire your
features
That used to diss me, when I was tryin to reach the
Tip tip-top and I won't stop
To be the master, in the field of hip-hop
I did that, and got
night
Come on, pass the poom poom, send it to poppa
Shake it baby shake it baby shake it don't stoppa
Let me see you do the booty hop (hop)
And now
Megatron
Understand I'm past hip-hop
I should be put into tiny ziplocks
Distributed by those who flip rocks
Leak use after word Smith be
So dope you
Smith and Wessun
Like Megatron
Understand I'm past hip-hop
I should be put into tiny ziplocks
Distributed by those who flip rocks
Leak use after word
like a disc jock
I need the type of paper that Michael Fest got
So I gotta grind hard for this Hip Hop
This is what I do it keeps me alive
I gave my life
Tryna bring that fire back, my time is gonna be
Right now, shit, I see it right in front of me
But I'm also watching hip-hop decline and wondering
How
on come on, knowledge, wisdom understanding...
See my music is a gift from GOD this how I do it
So fluidly influenced Hip Hop is how I choose it
Cruising
Graduate, hip hop degree, cap 'n gown
The weight heavy, packin' in more of that fat per pound
Rats and clowns get back, the track record as Black
Says
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