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Hip Hop

You say one for the treble, two for the time

Come on, y'all let's rock this

You say one for the treble, two for the time

Come on

Speech is my hammer, bang the world into shape

Now let it fall

My restlessness is my nemesis

It's hard to really chill and sit still

Committed to page, I write rhymes

Sometimes won't finish for days

Scrutinize my literature, from the large to the miniature

I mathematically add minister, subtract the wack selector

Wheel it back, I'm feelin' that

Ha, ha, ha, from the core to the perimeter black

You know the motto, stay fluid even in staccato

Mos Def, full blooded, full throttle

Breathe deep inside the trunk hollow

There's the hum, young man where you from

Brooklyn number one

Native son, speakin' in the native tongue

I got my eyes on tomorrow, there it is

While you still try to follow where it is

I'm on the Ave where it lives and dies

Violently, silently, shine so vibrantly

That eyes squint to catch a glimpse

Embrace the bass with my dark ink fingertips

Used to speak the king's English

But caught a rash on my lips

So now my chat just like dis

Long range from the base line, switch

Move like an apparition

Float to the ground with ammunition

Chi, chi, chi, pow

Move from the gate, voice cued on your tape

Puttin' food on your plate, many crews can relate

Who choosin' your fate, yo, we went from pickin' cotton

To chain gang line choppin', to Be Boppin', to Hip Hoppin'

Blues people got the blue chip stock option

Invisible man, got the whole world watchin'

Where ya at? I'm high, low, east, west, all over your map

I'm gettin' big props, with this thing called hip hop

Where you can either get paid or get shot

When your product in stock the fair weather friends flock

When your chart position drop then the phone calls

Chill for a minute, let's see who else tops

Snatch your shelf spot, don't gas yourself ock

The industry just a better built cell block

A long way from the shell tops

And the bells that L rocked, rock, rock

Rock, rock, rock, rock, rock, rock

Rock, rock, rock, rock, rock

Hip Hop is prosecution evidence

The out of court settlement, ad space for liquor

Sick without benefits

Luxury tenements chokin' the skyline

It's low life gettin' tree top high

Here there's a back water remedy

Bitter and tender memory, A class E felony

Facin' the death penalty, hungh

Stimulant and sedative, original repetitive

Violently competitive, a school unaccredited

The break beats you get broken with

On time and inappropriate

Hip Hop went from sellin' crack to smokin' it

Medicine for loneliness

Remind me of Thelonius and Dizzy

Propers to B Boys gettin' busy

The war time snap shot

The workin' man's jack pot

A two dollar snack box

Sold beneath the crack spot

Olympic sponsor of the black glock

Gold medalist in the back shot

From the sovereign state of the have nots

Where farmers have trouble with cash crops, woo

It's all city like phase two, Hip Hop will simply amaze you

Craze you, pay you, do whatever you say do

But black, it can't save you

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