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I know my streets, I know my sound Y'all know my beats, how I get down I take my steps, and leaps and bounds Nigga, it's Hip-Hop Yeah, yeah, we started from nothing, a couple MCs Beat-boxin', the crowd in the lunchroom Me and Preem, both names go together Like they ain't supposed to be separate like D&D I said it before, I rep in records beats At the HeadQCourterz, rest in peace Nigga, I'ma hold the shotty, and knock you out And I ain't gotta know karate like Afu-Ra It's Hip-Hop, strong or not This is rap basketball, stats all you got Long as you hot, and your flow can hold up To knowing that all of your short goals is long shots! 90 percent of you niggas ain't hard Here just to get a rep, you not Gang Starrs The finest flow will amaze Rap without me is The Source minus the quotable page Hip-Hop is everything around you No competition Back to the voice of today It's real in the field What's realer than Hip-Hop? I know my streets, I know my sound Y'all know my beats, how I get down I take my steps, and leaps and bounds, nigga, it's Hip-Hop Rhythmically, come on with it, I'm long-winded I will diss you from long distances You will not get the chance like Choppa Ness and Dylan to disrespect, who you don't listen to Egg in the skillet brain, nigga, this is you Smarten up, every person in the Earth Be hardened up but the only target is us It's Hip-Hop, cars and trucks I be dreaming about shit like having a hard time swinging On a nigga or squeezing a trigger or falling If I land, I won't wake up My six-shot model, ya crew I'm leavin' ya momma faces blue like a Hpnotiq bottle They feel you the realer you spit, this killer shit is hearin' us Healin' you if you ill, or you sick mentally, it's Hip-Hop is everything around you Gotta be something for me to write this Back to the voice of today No talent rappers What's realer than Hip-Hop? I know my streets, I know my sound Y'all know my beats, how I get down I take my steps, and leaps and bounds Nigga, it's Hip-Hop! More venom, 5'9" is like a G5 Illest lyrics is stored in him Cho-rus is killing, any warrior feeling That I ain't God, Lord willing Trust me, after I crush ya building You will just hush, you won't restore the village We look toward with killing, real Though this album is mor-bidly feeling it's still Hip-Hop! Fuck your feelings More rappers dying, much more killing It's no feeling realer than gambling ya life Every day, and waking up to more dealings 14 killings compared to offshore millions Equals, I got a lot more villains You know that you easily lose, you be on MTV News For the first time, because you died over Hip-Hop is everything around you Come alive y'all Back to the voice of today It's all in the game What's realer than Hip-Hop? I know my streets, I know my sound Y'all know my beats, how I get down I take my steps, and leaps and bounds Nigga, it's Hip-Hop!
Writer(s): Christopher Martin, Ryan Montgomery Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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