If hip hop should die before I wake
Hip hop just died this mornin'
It forgot where it started
Hip, hip hop
So you can't blame jazz musicians
If hip hop should die before I wake
Gave my man my right, I could have went left
Yeah, people smoke, chill, party, and die in the same corner
Whenever, if ever, I roll up, it's sown up
Grindin', hittin' Brazilian dimes from behind
And she's dead, she's dead
Hip hop
And she's dead, she's dead
Hip hop just died this mornin'
Or David Stern with his NBA fashion issues
Hip hop
Oh, I think they like me, in my white tee
(Midwest)
Roll to every station, wreck the DJ
I'll load an extended clip and body 'em all day
I'll put an extended clip and body 'em all day
Grindin', hittin' Brazilian dimes from behind
Hip-hopper since a toddler
Hip, hip hop
Roll to every station, wreck the DJ
Get cash, live fast, body their man's mama
(Had to flip this track again, y'all)
I'll put an extended clip and body 'em all day
From "Beat Street" to commercials on Mickey D's
Roll to every station, wreck the DJ
One homeboy became a man, then a mobster
You can't ice me, we here for life, B
The bigger the cap, the bigger the peelin'
Roll to every station, wreck the DJ
(NYC, Dirty South)
R.I.P., we'll donate your lungs to a rasta
Hip hop
Roll to every station, wreck the DJ
So people, who's the top ten?
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Is dead
If hip hop should die before I wake
Come through, something ill, missin' the ceilin'
Everybody sound the same, commercialize the game
Hip hop
Revenge in their eyes, Hennessy and the ganja
Hip hop
And for that, we not takin' it lightly
If hip hop should die before I wake
So like my girl Foxy, the kid went Def
I'll load an extended clip and body 'em all day
Songwriters: Will Adams, Douglas Ingle, Nasir Jones, Jeremiah Lordan
Criticize that, why is that?
If it dies, let me get my last swig of Vodka
Went from turntables to MP3's
Publishers: CHERRY RIVER MUSIC COMPANY, COTILLION MUSIC INC, ILL WILL MUSIC, IRON BUTTERFLY INC., TEN EAST MUSIC CO., UNIVERSAL MUSIC - Z TUNES LLC., WILL.I.AM. MUSIC INC.
'Cuz we love to talk on nasty chickens
I'll load an extended clip and body 'em all day
I'll put an extended clip and body 'em all day
Hip hop just died this mornin'
Hip hop just died this mornin'
Hip, hip hop
Most intellectuals will only half listen
It's about eighty people from my hood that showed up
Roll to every station, wreck the DJ
Reminiscin' when it wasn't all business
So we all gather here for the dearly departed
All together now!
(West Coast)
My face once graced promotional Sony trucks
Any ghetto will tell ya', Nas helped grow us up
Is it MC Shan? Is it MC Ren?
Grindin', hittin' Brazilian dimes from behind
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Is dead
And they came to show love
From plain facials to Botox and face lifts
And she's dead, she's dead
Is dead
Roll to every station, wreck the DJ
If hip hop should die before I wake
Word to the wise with villain state of minds
Roll to every station, wreck the DJ
Bodies in the morgue lie together
'Cuz Nas' rap is compared to legitimized crap
Hundred million and billin', I helped blow them up
Roll to every station, wreck the DJ
Roll to every station, wreck the DJ
I'm lookin' over my shoulder
From gold cables to Jacobs
What influenced my raps? Stick-ups and killings
If hip hop should die before I wake
On my second marriage, hip hop's my first wifey
(Let's go)
Hip, hip hop
Kidnappings, project buildings, drug dealings
Sold out concert and the doors are closed shut
Hip hop just died this mornin'
If hip hop should die, we die together
Quick fast, trigger fingers, on the llama