| C’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon, c’mon!
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| Rock!
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| Rock! |
| Rock! |
| Rock!
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| Jump up and down if you love the sound
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| We Rip and Rock until we tear shit down
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| Rip Rock stands for Hip-Hop mixed with Rock’n’Roll
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| I’m hardcore to my inner soul
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| Hold on as I swerve outta control
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| Directly into the unknowns of a black hole
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| All my real niggaz, with fucked up neurotransmitters
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| wavin glocks and swastikas
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| I’ma take twenty shots of this hard liquor
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| and swigga, til I’m drunk as the Pississippi River
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| Even though I know the shit is fuckin up my liver
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| Tomorrow when I wake up, I won’t even remember
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| how I got home — or where I got this tattoo of a mic on my arm from
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| Or when I fucked them bitches last night, I shoulda used a condom
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| (I guess not) Now that’s what I call Rip Rock!
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| Rip, Rock, Rip (c'mon) Rock
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| Rip, Rock, Rip (c'mon) Rock
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| Rip, Rock, Rip (c'mon) Rock
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| Rip (c'mon). |
| Rock! |
| (yeah)
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| You want Rock’n’Roll? |
| (We got it)
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| You want Hip-Hop? |
| (We got it)
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| You wanna wreck shop? |
| (We got it)
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| We got it got it
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| We got it got it got it
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| C’mon!
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| Rock!
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| Rock! |
| Rock! |
| Rock!
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| Yo, I want you to sucker-punch whoever you standin next to
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| if you ready to rock with a ReFugee rebel
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| A Navy Seal underwater in a submarine vessel
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| Shittin on niggaz above sea level
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| I’m tired of you MC’s talkin bout loot (LOOT!)
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| I’m tired of you corny drug-induced rap groups (GROUPS!)
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| I’m tired of the lies, the cries, the screams
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| Tired of gettin my name misspelled in magazines
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| I’m tired of you two-faced disc jockeys
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| Non-believers, suckin on my arch enemy’s penis
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| You know who you are, I’m talkin to you
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| You need to recognize I’m tryin to introduce somethin new
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| Somethin I would sacrifice my life or die for
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| Somethin if I was already dead I would rise for
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| Somethin that would make a fool a hundred times wiser
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| Somethin that will help all mankind to prosper
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| I die with laughter, lookin at you wack MC’s
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| with your craft unmastered, bastards
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| Hip-Hop in it’s rarest form, crossbreeded
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| with Rock’N’Roll, now Rip Rock is born, motherfuckers!
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| C’mon!
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| C’mon c’mon c’mon! |
| (Yeah!)
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| C’mon!
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| C’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon c’mon! |
| (Yeah!)
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| C’mon! |
| Rip Rooooooooooooooooooock! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rip Rock , by - Canibus. Song from the album Can-i-bus, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп