Is It Hip-hop

[Sample]

And I'm here to tell you this boy's soul is intact

He wont sell anybody out, its non negotiable

You know how I know?

(Because we don't want to hear that weak shit no more)

[Werd]

Is this Hip-Hop? spitting out a sentence,

Though I don't follow trends or the dress sense.

Am I Hip-Hop? I don't feel it,

Just feel what I feel and I'm real it's, Hip-Hop (hip-hop)

Its in my presence, so I don't need trends or the dress sense

I am Hip-Hop, and you feel this,

S.O.S. the people going to hear this

I'm a hip-hop-aholic, got on it and never off it

Since a crossed it, I was talking it, said I'd aim for the top of it

Said I would never let up, though fed up I carried on with it

I held my head up high, no I was never prosperous

Honest its just me making my mark

Getting recognised now, well I guess its a start

Guess you have to take shit when your raised in these parts

Take the mic, M.I.C. and I rip it apart, R.I.P.

[Sample]

I give a fuck if you feel me, I'm going to follow

[Werd]

And I just follow my heart,

If its hip-hop, I just follow the art

Take that apart get right to the core

Write real deep, then write some more

Cause I feel mainstream seems like a bore

I tell them (We don't wanna hear that fake shit no more)

Is this Hip-Hop? spitting out a sentence,

Though I don't follow trends or the dress sense.

Am I Hip-Hop? I don't feel it,

Just feel what I feel and I'm real it's, Hip-Hop (hip-hop)

Its in my presence, so I don't need trends or the dress sense

I am Hip-Hop, and you feel this,

S.O.S. the people going to hear this

[Sample]

Now I'm just getting warmed up

[Werd]

Yeah, and I'd rather be chav than a hip-hop head

I don't wear a cap, talk black, instead,

Call me a ned, is it getting through?

My whole life don't follow what I listen too

And I just follow my heart,

If its hip-hop, I just follow the art

I got one PC, one mic and a mic stand

Padding on the walls in a booth where I might stand

One emcee with a pad I just write jams

Son can't be nothing else get it right bam

Might tan, one more bottle then I'm hyped I'm

Never calling quits I just spit and I'm fighting

Like I'm Tyson, speaking real nice man

Give me your ear, listen clear it's a flight plan

So I'm a try this, this my pilot

First episode written high with a fly script

Buy this, because I can see it in my iris

Third eye sees all the dreams I will die with

Why's this? That the wisest demise

Those eyes on the prize I will never reach the sky, sigh

Underground's what we got,

So I guess in the end I am hip-hop

(And I have seen) SOS, Untitled Scot

Nasty P, Werd, I just follow my heart

I just follow the art (I just follow the art)

I just follow my heart (ha) Hip-hop I just follow the art

Is it hip-hop? Am I hip-hop?