Hip-Hop

[Introdução]

Yo do me a favor (what?)

Accidentally step on your white sunglasses...we don't wear those over here

This is Hip Hop

This is Carhartt jackets, Timberland boots unlaced

This is Champion hoodies, chicken wings and french fries

R.I.P pieces on the handball court

This is us still fighting police brutality

This is Hip Hop!

[Joell Ortiz]

I ain't tryin' to bring New York back

I'm just a breath of fresh air

That good ole' New York rap

Slick talk to the track

C'mon who brought that

To the game

Graffiti all on the train

Get up your name

I don't feel how I used to feel

I'm in my 20's

So a new Nas joint used to give me the chills

In the barbershop tryin to cop a new hot tape

The Rob Lowe's is crazy

The doowops greatest, Hip Hop(Hip Hop)

And yes I'm a fan first

If you from the South finger-snap til' your hands hurt

If you from the West W's in the air

If you from the East coast act like you from here

The good ole' two-step

The classic head nod

The thirsty ice grill

Who wants to get robbed?(robbed)

That was the energy in the club

On the real, that was the energy that I loved

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Aww, man, this is (Hip Hop)

Hands up if you forever a fan of (Hip Hop)

I wake up (Hip Hop)

Go to sleep (Hip Hop)

Dream bout (Hip Hop)

Cause I am (Hip Hop)

Aww, man, this is (Hip Hop)

Hands up if you forever a fan of (Hip Hop)

I wake up (Hip Hop)

Go to sleep (Hip Hop)

Dream bout (Hip Hop)

Cause I am (Hip Hop)

[Joell Ortiz]

I ain't tryin make you dance I just rip beats

But the soul in my voice give you quick feet

I don't know what it's like to not dig deep

When I'm holdin' this mic, I don't just speak pip squeeks

The tides come in and the Earth shakes

200 mph winds I'm your worst fate

Birthdate:

July 6,1980

How can your age even matter when you rhyme this crazy?

Awww, man, I gotta think the Lord

Cause with this pen in my hand

I don't think that hard

It just happens

Wrist action, classic in the making

I kick back, and just laugh I'm happy I'm amazing

Look at me, gaze into my eyes, see the poverty

Now understand why me and this music gotta be

It's something that's inside of me

And I can't shake it

So I embrace it

And let ya'll taste it

[Refrão]

[Joell Ortiz]

Something happened to my body when that track's smokin'

Yall swim all wild on the beat, I be backsrokin'

I'm the best and my fans'll second that notion

I'll be the last man standing with my back broken

Crack open a couple of forties celebrating and shit

My competition man they squarer than the H3

I run circles around them like the "???"

and turn a little buzz into "yo whatever happened" so don't play b

I ain't talkin shit, I just got an awful gift

That'll make your office doors get stiff, they won't open

So no braggin' and no boastin' while I'm hungry

Matter fact don't do that when I got a lot of money

Yup! I'm feeling myself that's damn right

You gotta step in that ring listen I'll pound Mike

You gotta step on that court like I could hold down Mike

The way I step on the stage and have the whole crowd like

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