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[Bekay] |
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Yo I'm a snare, I'm a drum, don't care where you're from |
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Started in the parks, now look what I've become |
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I'm a loud mic, I'm the (emcee) down right |
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I'm the one to get the crowd hyped |
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I've been sampling Michae and Lionel |
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I'm rap music,twelve inches pressed up on vinyl |
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Nowadays I'ma rare song; I'm white boys with backpacks |
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and hats who wear they hair long |
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I'm in every ghetto (every)worldwide, never settle (never) |
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I'm even heavymetal with the devil (ha ha ha) |
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I'm ill rhymes and dope beats |
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Starter hats, fat laces, rope chains, and gold theet |
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I'm graffiti, you wanna be me |
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I'm rich, but mainly the needy trust that, believe me |
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I'ma never switch spots (never) I'm Kool Herc |
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Run-D.M.C., Rakim, I'm hip-hop |
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[Chorus: scratches] |
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"I'm hip-hop, so check it out" |
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"To the hipdip, the hop, you don't stop" |
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"I am" "hip-hop" "so check it out" |
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"Cause who I'm talkin 'bout y'all is" "hip-hop" |
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[Bekay] |
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Yo, aiyyo I'm in BK when I write this poem |
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I'm two turntables and a microphone |
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Yo the feelin you get when you hear an ill line |
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The pad you scribble your rhyme into to kill time |
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I guess I'm kind of Summer Jam |
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I'm the larger rap than Kid 'N Play and the Running Man |
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Nowadays everyone wanna be this |
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From, MY, A-DIDAS! |
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Shell toes, I'm Luda throwin elbows |
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How you wear your pants, where you rock a cell phone |
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I'm battlin for hardcore props |
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I'm breakdancin daily on a cardboard box |
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What other flavor could, have kinds pumpin |
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N.W.A. in an all white neighborhood? |
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I'm hot when you kids not |
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I'm Big,L, Pun, Notorious, I'm hip-hop |
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[Chorus: scratches] |
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"I'm hip-hop, so check it out" |
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"To the hipdip, the hop, you don't stop" |
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"I am" "hip-hop" "so check it out" |
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"It ain't nuttin like hip-hop" |
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[Bekay] |
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Yo, I'm Slick Rick's stories, lots to tell |
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I'm the greatest of all time, yeah I +Rocked the Bells+ |
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Sometimes I fool you (ha ha) cause in ninety-two |
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I had y'all rockin Cross Colours and FUBU |
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Maybe I start a coiple brawls with the cops (yup!) |
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I'm everywhere now, but I was born in the Bronx (B-X~!) |
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They made me ice and bling (made it) |
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It seems no one's Spike Lee'n and +Doin the Right Thing+ |
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Went from Jheri curls to flat tops the steezes |
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Then Reebook pump sneakers to beepers |
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And I never care about who's on top |
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I'm Ralph McDaniels and Video Music Box |
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I'm hype, chill, dope, fly, fresh, ill |
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Fat, bangin (what?) and hot to death |
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Aiyyo, I'm known to rip spots (rip 'em) |
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I'm Melle Mel, G. Rap and Grandmaster Flash, I'm hip-hop |
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[Chorus: scratches] |
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"Check it out" I am" "hip-hop" |
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"To the hiddip, the hop, you don't stop" |
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"Hip-hop culture, something you live" |
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"I came here to represent my people" "check it out" |
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"Hip-hop" {*repeated*} |
