Hip Hop

(album: Mr Smith - 1995)

Word up! Ya know what I'm saying?
I gotta globe in the world in the mail today
Nah I'm saying? Heh, word up!
Uh, kid told me, "Yo, the world is yours kid, put it in ya pocket."
Nah mean?
Make a brother feel good, word up!
Brother feel energized
I wanna dedicate this one to the game that put me on the map
Y'nah I'm saying?

I know you love it, the game is so irresistible to touch
You should see me when fiending for microphones that I can clutch
Dropping bombs, combining the club attracts
Like the old Sugarhill Gang, King Tim and Fatback
There's no question the suggestion was made
The foundation was laid when the Furious played
Grandmaster Flash slayed competition that was wishing
They could serve the technician with the number one position
Ugh, the real deal, Fearless Four scored
Bambaataa was hotter, Spoonie was giving 'em nata
An' I was all up in my headzone, melody and' all
Cosign and The Movement saying, "Yes, yes, y'all."
It's just the love affair that never ended
I recommended that I take microphones and blow 'em up
Ain't that splendid?
This one goes out to all the hip-hop do-or-diers
A song is dedicated to the music I admire

Whenever and ever
We want you, I need you (I need hip-hop)
Whenever and ever
We want you, do you feel the same way too? (I need hip-hop)

Kane's era was terror, he warmed it up
Parrish and Erick, cat lyrics that'll make ya turn it up
And I was in the cut, chilling in my drop-top Benz with friends
Lounging with my mens, laughing 'bout all the ends that I spends
Making snaps, pumping Kool G Rap and Biz
Dapper Dan, Dookie wrotes I'm about to show what time it is
At the rooftop, I was with Doug E. Fresh and Slick Rick
"La Di Da Di, who likes to party?" was the fat shit
I mean, I saw this hip-hop thing on every level
Chuck D, P.E.. Yes, the rhythm and the rebel
I can reminisce the black fist, Uzi, Terminators
Terrordome techniques that terrorize the lighter shade-a
It's all about the game that we play every day
Eric B & Rakim flow to such a different way
I'm loving hip-hop 'cause it help brothers escape
Let's celebrate our music people before it's too late

Whenever and ever
We want you, I need you (I need hip-hop)
Whenever and ever
We want you, do you feel the same way too? (I need hip-hop)

Survival Of The Fittest, Mobb Deep, and Lost Boyz
Licking shots got the game hot, they even flipped on 2Pac
Snoop Doggy Dogg put the West Coast in gear
Dr Dre, NWA, Eazy E's in here
I wanna tell the world they just don't understand
My man Nas Escobar, Wu-Tang Clan
Keith Murray to the Redman, down south Da Brat
My people are you with me where you at? Ya peep that?
I'm on a mission to rejuvenate the funk
Bring the game back and give the do-or-diers what they want
When you hear Craig Mack, Notorious B.I.G.
Latifah, Heavy D, you should reminisce of me
Some say it's Naughty By Nature, "Hip-hop in all its glory"
A fleet of battleships floating in different categories
My love affair with hip-hop'll never fade away
Sincerely yours, LL Cool J
Peace

Whenever and ever
We want you, I need you (I need hip-hop)
Whenever and ever
We want you, do you feel the same way too? (I need hip-hop)

Yeah, ain't no doubt about it kid, know I'm saying?
Hip-hop's the game, helped a lot of brothers escape
Take it to another level, know I'm saying?
It's our music, we own this music, know what I'm saying?
Word life! I wanna give a couple of shout outs here, know what I'm saying?
First of all, I wanna thank my man Baby Chris, y'nah mean?
Helped me put this Mr. Smith, Mr. Smith album together
Make it hot, know I'm saying?
Thank the Trackmasters-Poke & Tone, Steve Stoute
We definitely turning this joint out, y'nah mean
Word bond! Hip-hop for life, kid!
Yeah!