Yo do me a favor, accidently step on your white sun glasses
We don’t wear those over here this is hip hop(that’s right)
This is Carhart jackets, Timberland boots, unlaced
This is Champion hoodies, chicken wings and french fries
RIP pieces on the handball court, this is us still fightin’ police brutality
This is hip hop
I ain’t tryin’ to bring New York back
I’m just a breath of fresh air, that good old New York rap
Slick talk to the track, come on who brought that to the game
Grafitti 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 barber shop tryin’ to cop a new hot tape
Them Rob lowes is crazy the doo wop’s greatest hip hop(hip hop)
And yes I’m a fan first if you from the south, finger snap till 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 old two step, the classic head nod
The thirsty iced grill, who wants to get robbed?
That was the energy in the club, on the real
That was the energy that I love, 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 about 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
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October 27, 2009
Categories: Uncategorized . Tags: concept, fiah, hip hop, lyrics, mp3, truth . Author: dreydnero . Comments: 1 Comment