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Chris Webby

Hip Hop

 

Hip Hop

(앨범: Teenage Mutant Ninja Rapper - 2009)


[Verse One: Bekay]
Bekay Y
Check it out, check it out yo
The music shit used to be making my day
Yeah your dream is ya dream till they take it away
Fuck making mistakes, I'm making a fan
Making a fucking army while you making a band
And you could try to desecrate but I'm taking a stand
On top of Ground Zero with a shank in my hand
And my peeps screaming out "Fuck this crap! "
I been gave everything I had to this, please give me something back
All your whips and ice, who the hell knows
I'm more happy with some rope chains and some shell toes
I paint pictures, sculptures
A&R's is a bunch of fucking vultures, you ruining my culture
So while you make your check, pumping bullshit
I spit that real shit that could break ya neck
I'm real hip hop to the death of me
I mean for you this shit is a hobby, but for us it's a destiny

[Chorus: Chris Webby]
This is hip hop
I live it I breathe it I walk it I talk it I crave it I need it
Jot lyrics nonstop every day and night
I'd sell my soul for it, name the price
Stay focused, I know that my aim is right
For that one fucking shot I would trade my life
Getting' closer to the edge with every page I write
For that one opportunity to blaze the mic

[Verse 2: Chris Webby]
Rap is my life, always staying strapped with a mic
Representing for all the cats that are actually nice
Which is few, trust son, most of them are fake
Rocking so many chains they're getting' scoliosis from the weight
Doing shows and getting paid and it's a fact that they suck
Could get tutored by Nas? Still wouldn't be nasty as us
But these the same muthafuckas who be stacking the bucks
While stuck here in CT like fuck, crack a dutch and it's such
These whack ass rappers think they're tough
With preschool vocab and a whole lotta luck
I'm determined that I can't lose
Take a lead pipe to Soulja Boy's legs, fuck your dance moves
We've been told we got the talent, the devotion and charisma
We just need an opportunity to prove we can deliver
This hip hop and I'm dying to live it (I live this)
And will do every fucking thing in my power to get it

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Chris Webby]
Hip hop, live it breathe it walk it talk it crave it need it
Never lose focus, or get defeated
Keep talking that shit, go and get me heated
But I'm rapping, writing, scrapping, fighting, spitting, ripping
Mic igniting, hold my spot down, stand tall like a titan
And stay striking you muthafuckas like lightning rah

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