[Chorus - Royce Da 5'9"] I know my streets, I know my sounds Y'all know my beats, how I get down I take my steps, and leaps and bounds Nigga it's - HIP HOP!
[Verse 1 - Royce Da 5'9"] Yeah, yeah, we started from nothin a couple MC's Beat-boxin, the crowd in the lunch room (yeah) Me and Prem', both names go together Like they ain't supposed to be seperate, like "D" in the D I said it before, I rep in records beats At the headquarters, rest in peace Nigga I'ma hold shotty, and knock you out And I ain't gotta know Karate like Afu-ra It's - HIP HOP!, strong or not This is rap basketball, stats all you got Long as you hot, and your flow could hold up To knowin all of your short goals is long shots! Ninety percent of you niggaz ain't hard Here +Just to Get a Rep+, you not +Gangstarrs+ The finest flow will amaze, rap without me Minus The Source, minus the Quotable page
[Chorus - Royce Da 5'9"] HIP HOP! is everything around you {*scratched - "No competition"*} Back to the voice, of today {*scratched - "It's real in the field"*} What's realer than - HIP HOP! (yeah) I know my streets, I know my sounds Y'all know my beats, how I get down I take my steps, and leaps and bounds Nigga it's - HIP HOP!
[Verse 2 - Royce Da 5'9"] Rythmic, league c'mon wit it, I'm long winded I will diss you, from long distances You will not get the chance, like Choppa Ness and Dylan, to dis-respect, who you don't listen to Egg in the skillet brain, nigga, diss is you Smarten up, every person in the earth, be harden up But the only target is us It's - HIP HOP! cars and trucks I be dreamin about shit, like havin a hard time swingin On a nigga, or squeezin a trigger or fallin If I land, I won't wake up (yeah) My six shot model, ya crew I'm leavin ya mommy faces blue, just like a Hypnotic bottle They feel you the realer, you spit This killer shit is hearin us Healin you if you ill or you sick mentally
[Chorus - Royce Da 5'9"] It's - HIP HOP! is everything around you {*scratched - "Gotta be something for me to write this"*} Back to the voice, of today {*scratched - "No talent rappers"*} What's realer than - HIP HOP! I know my streets, I know my sounds Y'all know my beats, how I get down I take my steps, and leaps and bounds Nigga it's - HIP HOP!
[Verse 3 - Royce Da 5'9"] More venom, 5'9 is like a G5 Illest lyrics is stored in him Chorus is killin, any warrior feelin That I ain't God - Lord willin Trust me, after I crush ya buildin You will just hush, you won't restore the village We look toward wit killin, real Though this album is mor-bidly feelin to steel HIP HOP! - FUCK your feelin's More rappers dying, much more killin It's no feelin, realer than gamblin ya life Everyday, and wakin up to more dealin's Fourteen killin's, compared to offshore millions Equals, I got a lot more villians You know that you easily lose, you be on MTV News For the first time, because you died over
[Chorus - Royce Da 5'9"] HIP HOP! is everything around you {*scratched - "Come alive y'all"*} Back to the voice, of today {*scratched - "It's all in the game"*} What's realer than - HIP HOP! I know my streets, I know my sounds Y'all know my beats, how I get down I take my steps, and leaps and bounds Nigga it's - HIP HOP!