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This is hip hop, MC's get
It's not pop, you'll and you'll get dropped
You're to slanged out goodies
And and hoodies
With the rhythm that came from the

I was a young one at the time but started mic
Had rhythm like Ali he was rope skipping
I got crazy when I heard the beat
I to lose it on niggaz on 4th and Main Street

They couldn't stop the attack once I forward
Many was drawn back, assault was awkward
armed with the bow and a mad flow
Poisonous on a mark that was set to go

Traveling at high speeds a target
I never hit bystanders in markets
Documenters this most intimate footage
In the they come close, label it the hooded

clips of an uncut episode
They was given the safe but never was left the
Close up of who have paved the road
Invincible armor like nigga we call The Toad

is hip hop, MC's get busy
It's not pop, you'll and you'll get dropped
You're to slanged out goodies
And and hoodies
With the rhythm that from the streets

This is hip hop, get busy
not pop, you'll front and you'll get dropped
You're to slanged out goodies
And Timberlands and
With the that came from the streets

on the block, shots from the ratchet, sizzle pop
Slugs spinning outta control, body's
You know the in the hood, fuck the cops
on the clock, them ducks with metal glocks

It takes place on the planet in
Take nothing for granted, by these thieves and bandits
The enchanted, sticky green keeps my eyes
Hard times coming up in the ghetto but the Sunn

me take advantage, get it, split it, panoramic
The notes I quote, water the great Atlantic
Never catch me frantic, with the antics
Bitch, niggaz vanish, niggaz, they run

Sun of a man, son of the sun, son of a gun
Breaded from the slums of each one and one
What's is done, son, the game is made
Stay sharp like switchblades, to get paid

This is hip hop, MC's get
It's not pop, front and you'll get dropped
listening to slanged out goodies
And and hoodies
With the rhythm that came the streets

You know a muthafuckin' hit when it split ya wig
gatling, strapping a .38 revolver
It's going down, for the sound, my soldiers rally 'round
Ninja men, blending in with the

'Nuff gunmen, 'nuff flatbush, yardmen with the vest
No pussy test the God, the is well held
Illegal desert eagle, dog
Search for the that's lost, of course it's BK

You heard niggaz got for sheik coats and big ropes
Legendary students that sold
blocks that's still hot from shots popped back in '88
The black gate where son lay, never made the

Just another caper pulled by a masked killer, day light
Crown Heights, some are Fahrenheit, blazing
Cops on the beat, the money flow of the street
My is whole wheat, the fam gotta eat

is hip hop, MC's get busy
It's not pop, you'll and you'll get dropped
You're listening to slanged out
And Timberlands and
With the rhythm that came from the

This is hip hop, MC's get
It's not pop, you'll front and get dropped
listening to slanged out goodies
And Timberlands and
With the that came from the streets

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