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

I was a one at the time but started mic trippin'
Had rhythm Ali when he was rope skipping
I got crazy when I heard the break
I used to lose it on on 4th and Main Street

They couldn't the attack once I moved forward
was drawn back, assault was seen awkward
Only armed with the bow and a mad
Poisonous arrows on a mark was set to go

Traveling at speeds towards a target
I never hit in crowded markets
Documenters catch this most footage
In the they come close, label it the hooded

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

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

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

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

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

Watch me take advantage, get it, split it,
The I quote, water like the great Atlantic
catch me frantic, swift with the antics
Bitch, vanish, niggaz, they run rapid

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, continue to get

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

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

'Nuff gunmen, flatbush, yardmen strapped with the vest
No pussy test the God, the grounds is well
Illegal eagle, cadaver dog
Search for the body lost, of course it's BK

You heard niggaz got killed for coats and big ropes
Legendary students that coke
Some blocks that's still hot shots popped back in '88
The black gate son lay, never made the paper

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

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

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