Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hip Hop Head , by - Pumpkinhead. Release date: 01.12.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Hip Hop Head |
| Blast on the beat with my fitted and my hoodie on |
| This is soul food for your soul—ask Goodie Mob |
| A true MC, you can bet a million |
| I get it in on a track to put me and my city on |
| Spectacular wordplay |
| I place words in uppercase form and break laws |
| Break jaws, break arms, break y’all |
| Like you was hip hop fan thrown on the stage by Akon |
| This is NYC, stay as fresh you can be |
| Like a new pair of dunks off NIKEiD |
| Like my steez, like Ali |
| Float like butterfly, sting like bees |
| Got the little guns try to be like me |
| Music’s in my heart |
| And pumps through the veins that’s right beneath my sleeves |
| Murder a track for 300 like Chi-Ali |
| I stay diggin' in the crates like D.I.T.C |
| I got my head to the back, I black on a track |
| Got the game in a trap and you can’t have it back |
| I’m a hip hop head, hip hop head |
| Hip hop head, hip hop ain’t dead |
| Give me a beat and some time, I put it all on the line |
| I told you the last album that I just wanna rhyme |
| I’m a hip hop head, hip hop head |
| Hip hop head, hip hop ain’t dead |
| This shit make me feel like I came out the rain forest |
| From feeling drained with my brain in orbit |
| Bouncing back to explain the important |
| Parts of the art of flow and beats, for those that be |
| Counting it out, doubting the mountain. |
| It’s amounts |
| Of influence we have when we do it |
| This music, whether you think it is or not |
| It’s a different kind of shit we brought |
| Gifted stop—the kind to get through mental shock |
| When your homeboard is in a war zone |
| Not the gated community, the cruelty |
| That’ll make you wanna kick reality fluidly |
| Make you wanna create graceful dances |
| Amazing advancements with technology |
| DJ’s receiving accolades from all who see |
| Still it remains raw—it's all from the street |
| I got my head to the back, I black on a track |
| Got the game in a trap and you can’t have it back |
| I’m a hip hop head, hip hop head |
| Hip hop head, hip hop ain’t dead |
| Give me a beat and some time, I put it all on the line |
| I told you the last album that I just wanna rhyme |
| I’m a hip hop head, hip hop head |
| Hip hop head, hip hop ain’t dead |