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  • Black On Both Sides

    Hip Hop

    Hip Hop
    You say one for the trebble, two for the time
    Come on y'all let's rock this!
    You say one for the trebble, two for the time
    Come on!

    Speech is my hammer, bang the world into shape
    Now let it fall... (Hungh!!)
    My restlessness is my nemesis
    It's hard to really chill and sit still
    Committed to page, I write rhymes
    Sometimes won't finish for days
    Scrutinize my literature, from the large to the miniature
    I mathematically add-minister
    Subtract the wack
    Selector, wheel it back, I'm feeling that
    (Ha ha ha) From the core to the perimeter black,
    You know the motto
    Stay fluid even in staccato
    (Mos Def) Full blooded, full throttle
    Breathe deep inside the trunk hollow
    There's the hum, young man where you from
    Brooklyn number one
    Native son, speaking in the native tongue
    I got my eyes on tomorrow (there it is)
    While you still try to follow where it is
    I'm on the Ave where it lives and dies
    Violently, silently
    Shine so vibrantly that eyes squint to catch a glimpse
    Embrace the bass with my dark ink fingertips
    Used to speak the king's English
    But caught a rash on my lips
    So now my chat just like dis
    Long range from the base-line (switch)
    Move like an apparition
    Float to the ground with ammuntion (chi-chi-chi-POW)
    Move from the gate, voice cued on your tape
    Putting food on your plate
    Many crews can relate
    Who choosing your fate (yo)
    We went from picking cotton
    To chain gang line chopping
    To Be-Bopping
    To Hip-Hopping
    Blues people got the blue chip stock option
    Invisible man, got the whole world watching
    (where ya at) I'm high, low, east, west,
    All over your map
    I'm getting big props, with this thing called hip hop
    Where you can either get paid or get shot
    When your product in stock
    The fair-weather friends flock
    When your chart position drop
    Then the phone calls....
    Chill for a minute
    Let's see whoelse tops
    Snatch your shelf spot
    Don't gas yourself ock
    The industry just a better built cell block
    A long way from the shell tops
    And the bells that L rocked (rock, rock, rock, rock...)

    [scratching]

    Hip Hop is prosecution evidence
    The out of court settlement
    Ad space for liquor
    Sick without benefits (hungh!)
    Luxury tenements choking the skyline
    It's low life getting tree-top high
    Here there's a back water remedy
    Bitter intent to memory
    A class E felony
    Facing the death penalty (hungh!)
    Stimulant and sedative, original repetitive
    Violently competitive, a school unacredited
    The break beats you get broken with
    on time and inappropriate
    Hip Hop went from selling crack to smoking it
    Medicine for loneliness
    Remind me of Thelonius and Dizzy
    Propers to B-Boys getting busy
    The war-time snap shot
    The working man's jack-pot
    A two dollar snack box
    Sold beneath the crack spot
    Olympic spnosor of the black glock
    Gold medalist in the back shot
    From the sovereign state of the have-nots
    Where farmers have trouble with cash crops (woooo)
    It's all city like phase two
    Hip Hop will simply amaze you
    Craze you, pay you
    Do whatever you say do
    But black, it can't save you

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