top Stop the violence in hip-hop, Y O Time and time again, as I pick up the pen As my thoughts emerge, these are those words I glance at the paper to
speaker super-propelicker it's the Sound of the Zeekers OH! Verse 2: Gollie G Gollie G bumblebee ring around the rosie a quacka full of hosie the hip hop
were stern and justice stood And people was behavin' like hip-hop was good There lived a little boy who was misled By a little Sha-tan and this is what
You on the corner and I'm flyin' buy Some foreign exotic muh'fucker, you know we flyin' buy Oh you got nine lives? I got a pine box Might as well hop
, so go on and hop On my team and drop your whimp, baby Everybody loves a pimp Sha tabberknacker preach Everybody loves a pimp Sha tabberknacker preach
cut my ambilical cord, he put me in my mother's arms I was cryin when she looked down at me She was smilin 'cause I guess she was happy (Coochie-coochie
gza, God damn!) (the gza, God damn!) pledge allegiance to the hip-hop! (method, God damn!) I pledge allegiance to the hip-hop (maximilli-on, maximilli
flex, you're not Mad Cobra MC short and black, there ain't no other Trini-born black like Mia Long's grandmother Tip and Sha they all that, Phife-Dawg
you was makin' them dashes For them niggaa at radio and shit? Clark Kent, that was good lookin' out nigga Carlene, who ever thought we'd make it this far homey? Sha
now Jelly Roll Gum Drop, got my eyes on you The way you do the bop Like a spinning top The Pachuco Hop And the L.A. Slop You make a street car stop At
Cause anything you want up out of life you got to earn Repeat See now bring it brother well, well [big daddy kane] Since hip-hop genesis, I been at
were stern and justice stood And people was behavin' like hip-hop was good There lived a little boy who was misled By a little sha-tan and this is what
speaker Super-propelicker it's the sound of the zeekers Oh! Verse 2: gollie g Gollie g bumblebee ring around the rosie A quacka full of hosie the hip hop
, and lets rock wit it, lets rock wit it, lets rock. (nos fuimos lejos, c'mon) im gonna hop on a plane to P.R. im gonna hop on a plane to P.R. they
now Jelly Roll Gum Drop, got my eyes on you The way yo do the bop Like a spinning top The Pachuco Hop And the L.A. Slop You make a street car stop At
heard mad shots Take that motherfuckers Ricochet, ricochet Ricochet Called the cops, said they heard mad shots Take that motherfuckers Mad sha-sha-shots
nigga Hackensack Where's that somewhere where the crackers at Real far from where the roaches and rats is at Come to Compton I'll show you where the racquet's at
