Hip Hop

歌曲 Hip Hop
歌手 Rakim
专辑 Live

歌词

[00:00.600] That's what it is, uh huh
[00:04.000] Nick Wiz, turn my headphones up, man
[00:05.800] Uh, uh
[00:09.820] (Hook)Ayo, if you miss Hip-Hop,then stand up
[00:12.180] Reminisce when this drop,get amped up
[00:14.950] Any hit that's this hot is an anthem
[00:18.500] Do ya' dance, love, she need a hand, breh
[00:20.460] Lyricist that spit pop get stamped up
[00:23.410] Hit or miss, then flip-flop,them clam up
[00:26.260] They fearing this to hit blocks and slam clubs
[00:28.790] Put yo' hands up, here ya' man come
[00:31.230] (Verse 1)Its mister word renowned with the best verse
[00:34.060] One of the illest the streets,from the east to the west,heard
[00:36.790] Get greeted with ghetto gestures like "yessir"
[00:39.560] A pre-meditated killer for the way I stretch words
[00:41.850] Some of us love to flow 'til the club close
[00:44.230] And some in love with blow for the love of dough
[00:47.470] In it for fortune and fame, flamboyant for gurls
[00:50.140] They extorting the game, exploiting the hood
[00:52.410] Rappers ride for bread while the gossip spread
[00:55.550] It's only hot 'cause we ride, spotted cops with feds
[00:58.210] Plus, lots of heads go Pop instead
[01:00.970] That's the word on the block is,"Hip-Hop Is Dead"
[01:03.440] So consumers quit copping, rappers flip-flopping
[01:06.180] Artist pimped by they labels like a slave pick cotton
[01:08.980] Pop Charts killing underground Hip-Hopers
[01:11.730] While the world still looking for Ra like Bin Laden,let's go
[01:14.940] (hook)Ayo, if you miss Hip-Hop, then stand up
[01:17.530] Reminisce when this drop, get amped up
[01:20.550] Any hit that's this hot is an anthem
[01:23.250] Do ya' dance, love, she need a hand, breh
[01:26.250] Lyricist that spit pop get stamped up
[01:28.780] Hit or miss, then flip-flop, them clam up
[01:31.150] They fearing this to hit blocks and slam clubs
[01:34.330] Put yo' hands up, here ya' man come
[01:36.850] (Verse 2)Me and my dude's the new cool in the game
[01:39.430] That Old-School feel with the New-School slang
[01:41.900] The boomerang with the true duke flame
[01:45.130] Shoot through yo' brain like smoking poom-shoong-pang
[01:48.200] Ghetto galactic, the next level and back shit
[01:51.200] Something like heroine, crack, mixed
[01:53.110] The combination of Mike and Lebron, the life of a don
[01:55.450] Yeah, just give the God the mic and it's on
[01:58.570] My brand new vision gives you aneurisms
[02:01.340] My fans'll listen, see my words like its camera's in 'em
[02:04.500] We just anxious to bust like a new fo'-pound
[02:06.800] So, the hood is reacquainted to the New York sound
[02:09.050] Every verse is a mountain of proof, a man of my words
[02:11.730] Even on the curb when I'm out of the booth
[02:14.780] My style's the truth, unlimited amounts to produce
[02:16.920] And my flow still tight when I'm about to get loose,let's go
[02:20.360] (Hook)Ayo, if you miss Hip-Hop, then stand up
[02:22.890] Reminisce when this drop, get amped up
[02:25.790] Any hit that's this hot is an anthem
[02:28.760] Do ya' dance, love, she need a hand, breh
[02:31.600] Lyricist that spit pop get stamped up
[02:34.160] Hit or miss, then flip-flop, them clam up
[02:36.810] They fearing this to hit blocks and slam clubs
[02:39.510] Put yo' hands up, here ya' man come
[02:43.000] (Verse 3)The boogey-down, the buck-town mic flavor
[02:44.800] I'm in yo' hoods like neighbors
[02:47.110] Operation shut down, 0-60 like "later"
[02:50.200] It's rider, up-town, high-top, nike lacer
[02:53.420] In the gut of the beast where they don't dwell
[02:55.760] The gut of the streets but they don't sell
[02:58.420] I still hold mics and stay so real
[03:01.050] my flow tight with mo' sight's than AOL
[03:03.750] I change climates like a plane pilot
[03:06.480] 'Cause hurricanes and rain violent
[03:08.750] Crack yo' skull, snatch yo' brain out it
[03:10.570] you out ya' mind if it ain't talent
[03:12.280] And keep it out yo' rhymes if you ain't bought it
[03:14.970] Raps tsunami, the track's behind me
[03:17.470] Cats that try me, the raps too grimey
[03:20.310] I rap a mami in black Armani
[03:22.830] Clap with a body and tap punani
[03:25.780] (Hook)Ayo, if you miss Hip-Hop, then stand up
[03:28.450] Reminisce when this drop, get amped up
[03:31.430] Any hit that's this hot is an anthem
[03:34.320] Do ya' dance, love, she need a hand, breh
[03:37.040] Lyricist that spit pop get stamped up
[03:39.720] Hit or miss, then flip-flop, them clam up
[03:42.440] They fearing this to hit blocks and slam clubs
[03:45.070] Put yo' hands up, here ya' man come