Hip Hop (Explicit)
Mos Def"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
Translation
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