Hip Hop Lyrics

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