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Split Joint - Give My Props

(INTRO)

Yo you gotta check this shit man...Just listen close,
This shit is hot, I told you..

Yo Tri...Gimme the beat

Check it out, check it out, check it out Yo
It's like an intro just to let you know
No doubt, no doubt, no doubt, no doubt Yo
I gotta give my props, youknowI'msayin' bro?

(VERSE 1)

The lighter sparks my joint, I make a pull
And reminisce the days I faced in Middle School,
That was cool...You know? The life was quiet
I was a little kid, Hip-Hop was like my Iron Giant,
YouknowI'msayin' ?...Just a 12-year old child
Who got obsessed with growin' Hip-Hop seeds on his desert isle.
He had to turn wilder (Yo man tell'em why!)
Coz Survival Of The Fit. by Mobb Deep changed his mind a lot.
A lot of Original Flavor and Fu-Schnickens,
Raw Breed, KRS-1 inspired me a lot kid!
Public Enemy, Da Youngsta's, and Zeb-Roc-Ski,
Lords of the Underground cheif rocked me
So much! With my shakin' head I understood
Kids in my hood don't understand the way I look
But I didn't give a fuck and won't give a fuck till I die
Hippity-Hippity-Hop taught me how to love the life,
That's why

(CHORUS)

I gotta give my props, Yo I gotta give my props!
I gotta give my props, Yo I gotta give my props!
I gotta give my props, Yo I gotta give my props!
I gotta give my props (Yes you gotta give your props!)

(VERSE 2)

The next step was to put the first tag and get wicked!
Escape from home on night missions every weekend
We did trains plus we got fame on the streets
Then newspapers stated my name and names of peeps.
I say PEACE to all the Graff Writers, give my props
For bombin' roof tops and the other wickety-wicked spots.
Mothafuck cops! Vandal Squads won't stop us!
Gimme the flow-pen, STEP BACK! I'll spot this!
I'll rock this like my Nikes used to rock the cyphers
In lotus possition killin' beats of the 90s.
Flatlinerz encouraged me to realize some theories,
My heart stopped for a wile...I came back delirious.
Fearless teens're always ready to slam
I be like WAAAAATCH YA BAAAACK like Tha Huntaman.
By the way, props to Bruce Almighty, damn
You was always like my elder brother from another mother, man

(CHORUS)

(VERSE 3)

Yo! Gimme the rusty ass spray can I'm gonna write
"Props to Artifacts from tha Wrong Side Of The Track"
Lookin' outta window, scan the whole God-Damned block
With the sounds of the CLICK-CLACK the walls get smacked
Let's get the whayback in the, back in the dayz..Yo ACE!
Always trace ya thoughts if you don't wanna chase'em in space
THEN...Play Smif-N-Wessun & Black Moon
And give'em the Infinite Props like always I do
I give my Props to Diggidy DAS EFX,
ONYX, Natural Elements, and Common Sense,
A Tribe Called Quest..BIG L was the Best,
Props to Lord Finesse, You know what I'm about, RIGHT?
Props to Gang Starr, MF DOOM, Rakim, MF Grimm,
Props to every one from Brooklyn, Bronx, QB
IF THERE'Z NO YOU, THERE'Z NO ME
I'm sendin' Thanx to The Universe coz I know its Frequency

(OUTRO)

I give my props to those who stay true, I gime my props to you if you feel me and my crew...Split Joint crew gives the props to all those who still rockin' it in 2014, kid..To all the Suede Pumas stompaz, and Nikes stompaz, to all the Timberland boots stompaz, kid..To all my BBoys and BGirls, To all the DJs and all the MCs..PEACE

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