Song Lyrics Collection

Hip Hop (Explicit)

Mos Def
1999-10-123:13 minSynced lyrics

"Hip Hop (Explicit)" is a song by Mos Def, released in 1999 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:13 long and contains 90 lines and 525 words.

Lyrics

0:00Hip Hop - Mos Def
0:03You say one for the treble two for the time
0:06Come on y'all let's rock this
0:08You say one for the treble two for the time
0:11Come on
0:12Speech is my hammer bang the world into shape
0:14Now let it fall huh
0:17My restlessness is my nemesis
0:18It's hard to really chill and sit still
0:20Committed to page I write a rhyme
0:22Sometimes won't finish for days
0:24Scrutinize my literature from the large to the miniature
0:27I mathematically administer
0:29Subtract the wack
0:30Selector wheel it back I'm feeling that
0:33From the core to the perimeter black
0:34You know the motto
0:35Stay fluid even in staccato
0:38Full blooded full throttle
0:39Breathe deep inside the drum hollow
0:42There's the humyoung man where you from
0:44Brooklyn number one
0:45Native son speaking in the native tongue
0:48I got my eyes on tomorrow there it is
0:50While you still trying to find where it is
0:52I'm on the Ave where it lives and dies
0:54Violently silently
0:56Shine so vibrantly that eyes squint to catch a glimpse
0:59Embrace the bass with my dark ink fingertips
1:01Used to speak the King's English
1:03But caught a rash on my lips
1:05So now my chat just like dis
1:07Long range from the base-line swish
1:09Move like an apparition
1:10Float to the ground with ammuntionchi-chi-POW
1:13Move from the gatevoice cued on your tape
1:15Putting food on your plate
1:16Many crews can relate
1:18Who choosing your fate yo
1:20We went from picking cotton
1:21To chain gang line chopping
1:23To Be-Bopping to Hip-Hopping
1:25Blues people got the blue chip stock option
1:27Invisible man got the whole world watching
1:30Where ya at I'm high low east west
1:32All over your map
1:33I'm getting big props with this thing called hip hop
1:36Where you can either get paid or get shot
1:38When your product in stock
1:39The fair-weather friends flock
1:40When your chart position drop
1:42Then the phone calls
1:43Chill for a minute
1:44Let's see who else hot
1:46Snatch your shelf spot
1:47Don't gas yourself ock
1:48The industry just a better built cell block
1:51A long way from the shell tops
1:53And the bells that L rocked rock rock rock rock
2:20Hip Hop is prosecution evidence
2:21An out of court settlement
2:23Ad space for liquor
2:24Sick without benefits hungh
2:26Luxury tenements choking the skyline
2:28It's low life getting tree-top high
2:30It is a back water remedy
2:32Bitter and tender memory
2:33A class E felony
2:35Facing the death penalty hungh
2:37Stimulant and sedative original repetitive
2:39Violently competitive a school unaccredited
2:42The break beats you get broken with
2:44On time and inappropriate
2:45Hip Hop went from selling crack to smoking it
2:47Medicine for loneliness
2:49Remind me of Thelonius and Dizzy
2:51Propers to B-Boys getting busy
2:53The war-time snap shot
2:55The working man's jack-pot
2:56A two dollar snack box
2:57Sold beneath the crack spot
2:59Olympic sponsor of the black Glock
3:01Gold medalist in the back shot
3:03From the sovereign state of the have-nots
3:05Where farmers have trouble with cash crops woooo
3:07It's all-city like Phase 2
3:09Hip Hop will simply amaze you
3:10Praise you pay you
3:12Do whatever you say do
3:13But black it can't save you
Hip Hop - Mos Def
You say one for the treble two for the time
Come on y'all let's rock this
You say one for the treble two for the time
Come on
Speech is my hammer bang the world into shape
Now let it fall huh
My restlessness is my nemesis
It's hard to really chill and sit still
Committed to page I write a rhyme
Sometimes won't finish for days
Scrutinize my literature from the large to the miniature
I mathematically administer
Subtract the wack
Selector wheel it back I'm feeling that
From the core to the perimeter black
You know the motto
Stay fluid even in staccato
Full blooded full throttle
Breathe deep inside the drum hollow
There's the humyoung 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 trying to find 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 swish
Move like an apparition
Float to the ground with ammuntionchi-chi-POW
Move from the gatevoice 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 who else hot
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
Hip Hop is prosecution evidence
An 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
It is a back water remedy
Bitter and tender memory
A class E felony
Facing the death penalty hungh
Stimulant and sedative original repetitive
Violently competitive a school unaccredited
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 sponsor 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 2
Hip Hop will simply amaze you
Praise you pay you
Do whatever you say do
But black it can't save you

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