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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #10,104
Peak in subgenre #5,365
Author
DaTruth
Uploaded
August 26, 2007
Track Files
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MP3 3.4 MB • 128 kbps • 3:43
Lyrics
I’m so hip-hop… it’s pumping through the arteries
Giving me a day without rap is like starving me
Ribs poking out my skin, pretty simple math
As appetizers I would form a scribble on the pad
And then eventually a word would occupy some space
And then a bar, have it served on a dinner plate
‘Cuz the hungers completely immeasurable
The way that I can hold a course is incredible
I feel like I’m an Asian in one of those eating contest
Instead it’s a rhyme-fest …
You owe me all of the credit to success
And awards like Kanye West with Rhymefest
‘Cuz if Jesus Walks then we all crawl
In a crouch stance, still murder you all
Don’t underestimate this, this is major
You better beg to your savior…
So old-school… like Daddy Kane’s fade
And swift as a cross off move from D-Wade
I be the record spinning upon the turntable
The melody rocking the block party, the stable
The emcee crew that would causally spit
Unknown to the crowd yet hip to the flow
The over exposure of the DJ
Yet compared to the trash today that we play
I’d compare you to a new club dance….
That requires a lean and at least one finger snap
That’s sweeps through the nation when its really wack
Y’all dudes be sweeter then a ginger snap
Just hope that yall can recognize
Real rap when its looking you dead in the eye
But y’all too blind just to visualize
A true rap spitter yea I’m on my grind…
Try to throw me off track ill derail you…
Murk you and your frail crew….
Not a gang star but the spits will fade ya
The flows bring death like a kiss from Jada
Not a soul that can move me
And y’all be over-obsessed like a rock-star groupie
For the fact that I’m coming off cocky
So you think you can get in close
Blend in my entourage and clock dough
And screw me on the side just for your own pleasure
Then when thinks start to get a ‘lil rocky
You wanna discontinue your hike…Right?
As if nothings absorbed…
But wait ‘til you climb down, I’m gonna be the one cutting the cord
Flows sharp like a box-cutter
And DaTruth will forever rhyme for the clever mind….
And if you don’t understand that
When you press play… you minds well say Nevermind
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