Hip Hop

Slim Shady
Royce Da 59
Hip hop is everything around you (No competition)
You bout to witness Hip Hop
Music is the reflection of ourselves
I know my streets, I know my sounds
Yall know my beats, how I get down
I take my steps, and leaps and bounds
Nigga its (hip hop)
[Royce Da 59]
Rhythmic, league come on with it, Im long winded
I will diss you, from long distances
You will not get the chance, like Choppa
Ness and Dylan, to disrespect, who you dont listen to
Egg in the skillet brain, nigga, this is you
Smarten up, every person in the Earth
Be harden up but the only target is us
Its hip hop cars and trucks, I be dreaming about shit, like having a hard time swinging
On a nigga, or squeezing a trigger or falling, if I land, I wont wake up
My six shot model, ya crew
Im leavin ya mommy faces blue, like a Hpnotiq bottle
They feel you the realer, you spit
This killer shit is hearin us
Healin you if you ill or you sick mentally
[Eminem]
I probably got a screw loose or two or maybe three or four of em,
some fell out and hit the floor,
All I know is ever since my fuckin head hit the snowbank,
been a little niandrotholic, no thanks to
My man D Angelo Baily,but I just take it slow daily,
my biggest delierence,
tryin to figure whether
To use the flat head or the phillips,
or just go to the Home Depot, and pick the new power drill up,
Gives me two hours and 6 days and Im still up,
I feel like Im about to snap and minute, theres a new
Tower Records, Im bout to stop and get a fill-up,
pick the new Cypress Hill up, and go find who did
That shit to Xzibit,
and go fill up a whole liquor bottle wit piss and go shatter his fuckin lips wit it
[Cypress Hill]
Im a little bit off the chain, you can call me insane, but the fact remains
That Im a psycho
[Chorus]
Hip hop is everything around you (No competition)
You bout to witness Hip Hop
Music is the reflection of ourselves
I know my streets, I know my sounds
Yall know my beats, how I get down
I take my steps, and leaps and bounds
Nigga its (hip hop)
[Eminem]
Theres a certain mystique when I speak,
that you notice that its sorta unique,
cause you know its me, my poetrys deep,
and Im still matic the way I flow to this beat,
you cant sit still, its like tryin to smoke crack
and go to sleep, Im strapped,
just knowing any minute I could snap,
Im the equivalent of what would happen if Bush rapped,
I bully these rappers so bad lyrically,
it aint even funny, I aint even hungry,
it aint even money, you cant pay me enough
for you to play me, its cockamamie,
you just aint zany enough to rock with Shady,
my noodle is cockadoodle, my clocks cuckoo,
I got screws loose, yeahhh, the whole kitten-kaboodle,
Im just brutal. Its no rumor, Im numero uno , assume it,
theres no humor in it no more, you know
Im rollin with a swollen bowling ball in my bag,
you need a fag to come and tear a new hole in my ass
[Royce Da 59]
More venom, 59 is like a G5
Illest lyrics is stored in him
Chorus is killing, any warrior feeling
That I aint God - Lord willing
Trust me, after I crush ya building
You will just hush, you wont restore the village
We look toward wit killing, real
Though this album is mor-bidly feeling to steel
HIP HOP! - FUCK your feelings
More rappers dying , much more killing
Its no feeling, realer than gambling ya life
Everyday, and waking up to more dealings
Fourteen killings, compared to offshore millions
Equals, I got a lot more villians
You know that you easily lose, you be on MTV News
For the first time, because you died over
[Chorus]
Hip hop is everything around you (No competition)
You bout to witness Hip Hop
Music is the reflection of ourselves
I know my streets, I know my sounds
Yall know my beats, how I get down
I take my steps, and leaps and bounds
Nigga its (hip hop)