The real hip hop is ova The real hip hop is ova The real hip hop is ova The hip hop is ova here
Blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, clear 'em out, clear 'em out,
Yo, Nelly, you ain't fo' real and you Universal Your whole sounds like a N'Sync commercial Ignoramus, I'm the baddest the mic apparatus Challengin' the God of rap is madness, snatch your status With this ugly billboard, you could stop them But I got albums to make my own top ten
You limited like the spread of You my style off the radio So when you you bet I hear the static You better chill out like, Chuck, I kick three, Norrises One of my sixteen bar rhymes is of your choruses Of course it is ridiculous, watch out, I begin to indispicuous Gotcha, on your hands and Ain't it about for some real emcees?
The real hip hop is ova The hip hop is ova here The hip hop is ova here The real hip hop is ova
Uh, we on a tonight When you see me comin', I front, I fight say I'm contradictin' cause I'm all about peace To say the least, with a history It ain't no mystery, rappers wanna get with me My people don't see that, all hear is stop hittin' me, huh Stop beatin' me, Chris, you want to help my career, Well, you can if you don't exist, huh
I think it's 'bout time we stop these pop these pop rappers, hip hop does matter to me Does it to you? My crew If it does, you know what the to do Throw guns in the air, pump it like, yeah Let bitch ass rappers know we in here Go to the shows, huh, boo 'em off Tell 'em KRS told you they at the end of they
Let me tell you, let's give hip hop a And buy Nelly's album on June twenty fifth That'll a message back to all 'em sellouts House nigga rapper, your done fell out You don't know how I told you I wasn't talkin' about you But I'm talkin' you now Blaow, one to the knees, blaow, one goes right Even St. Louis don't you