Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hip Hop, artist - Joell Ortiz. Album song The Brick, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 23.04.2007
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Koch
Song language: English
Hip Hop |
| 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 |
| Dream about hip hop, 'cause I am hip hop |
| I ain’t tryin’make you dance I just rip beats but the |
| Soul in my voice, give you quick feet |
| I don’t know what it’s like to not dig deep |
| When I’m holding this mic I don’t just speak, pipsqueak |
| The tides come in and the earth shakes |
| 200 hundred mile an hour winds I’m your worst fate, birthdate |
| July 6th 1980 how can your age even matter when you rhyme this crazy, aww man |
| I gotta thank the lord 'cause with this pen in my hand |
| I don’t think that hard it just happens |
| Wrist action classic in the makin' |
| I kick back and just laugh I’m happy I’m amazing |
| Look at me gaze into my eyes, see the poverty? |
| Now understand why me and this music just gotta be? |
| It’s something that’s inside of me and I can’t shake it So I embrace it, and let y’all taste it, aww man |
| Somethin’happen to may body when that track smokin' |
| Y’all swim more wilder than me, I be backstrokin' |
| I’m the best and my fans’ll second that notion |
| I’ll be the last man standing with my back broken |
| Crack open a couple of fortys Celebrate Mijo |
| My competition, man they squared in the H3 |
| I run cricles around them like a skate key |
| And turn your little buzz into «Yo, whatever happened. |
| So don’t play B I ain’t talking shit |
| I just got a awful gift, that’ll make your office doors just stiff |
| They won’t open so no braggin’and no boastin’while I’m hungry |
| Matter fact, don’t do that when I got a lot of money |
| Yup, I’m feelin’myself, that sound right |
| You gotta step in that ring like, listen I’ll pound Mike |
| You gotta step on that court like, I could hold down Mike |
| The way I step on that stage and have the whole crowd like, aww man |