Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dear Hip Hop, artist - Bizzle. Album song The Good Fight, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 06.05.2013
Record label: God Over Money
Song language: English
Dear Hip Hop |
Dear Hip-hop, It’s me your foster child |
I’m writing this cuz i feel we should sit and talk awhile |
It may sound like i’m crazy, but i feel like your baby |
Spend more time with chu' then my own folks so it’s just like you raised me |
You taught me to walk, said I should have swag |
Taught me how to dress, thats why I let my pants sag |
You taught me how to be a man like i ain’t have a dad |
You taught me how to talk, that’s why my grammars bad |
You taught me self-defense, a little rule of thumb, you never wanna fight son, |
use a gun |
See when you use a gun you don’t have to respect them, u can talk to them how |
you want then pull out and check em' |
You told me women ain’t ish but hoes and tricks |
And never to love them just cut em' move on and dip |
You never told me what to do if i slipped and had a kid |
All i remember is move on and dip |
And make it rain when she get on the pole and strip |
But if she respectable then why ain’t she suppose to trick (?) |
And if i see my brother get done wrong and just turn ur back and let it happen |
but dont you snitch |
You had me thinking heart and real were the same thing, like you real if you |
have the heart to kill and gang bang |
You never told me if I take his life, his pain is for a second but it’s forever |
present in his babys life |
You carried the spirit of banging across the nation, and they embraced it |
because you put it in song formation |
You taught me I dont need school I can rap, and while waiting for my music to |
move I can trap |
I used to wanna be one, you told me to hate the cops |
Now they can only beat and mistreat us cuz we ain’t the cops |
I thought you had my best interest, maybe not |
So I’m writing this letter to tell u thanks alot |
Dear HipHop (x4) |
Dear hiphop, I met my real father |
He said he loved me and he missed me and I’m not forgotten |
He left me tons of messages but i must not of got em, I guess you must of lost |
them, but anyway i found them |
When i was just a younging you told me daddy left |
I ran and checked and it says he’s always been at that address |
He said is was me who left him, he just respected my choice |
You showed me candy and toys and i was just a boy |
He told me wait for sex, but we ain’t wanna wait |
Now it’s abortions and broken homes plus a bunch of aids |
He told me to love my women, protect and provide, you told me if i love her |
only do it for a night |
He said if i really loved her than wife her and go in for life like a lifer, |
man up and make sure your family tight |
Ill never with-hold good from you but its got to be right, if it ain’t you |
might have to wait till after this life |
He said to speak up when you see injustice, its thinking you weak when you |
speak on evil and whats the streets becoming |
He told our children are innocent, you teach them a sexual dance we re-tape it |
then post it up on the internet |
He told me love my brother, almost like what you said but you said if he looked |
at me wrong i can bust his head |
He said His Son is over everything, You either serve God or money, |
You told me money over everything! |
He said its never to late to come and join the family, he said they all been |
waiting for me they rejoiced to have me |
And that’s the point of this letter, I wrote it so you know as sure as you know |
it, i decided i’m going home |