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[Verse 1:]
Yo, yo this is hip-hop the purest form of rock there ever was
Y’all can keep on saying it’s gonna die but it never does
It never will, cause dope emcees will keep on flexing skills
With or without a record deal, I always kept it real
Remember the feelin’ the first time that you heard Iron Man
Even if you weren’t into rap, you were surprised like damn
This shit is dope, nod and let your mind expand
And put your hands up if you ever poured Old English in your frying pan
Hip-Hop is older and wiser, no it ain’t dying fam
If you can’t see that, then you need an eye exam
Now I’m a man, but when I was a younger cat
The radio would play dope songs, and now it’s fuckin’ wack
Corn balls rappin’ about guns and crack
But it’s all a fantasy, it’s all made up, and nothing’s fact
I live the stuff that I spit when I’m in the booth
And I still bump Ill Street Blues and Living Proof
Let’s go
Chorus:
[sampler: This is raw as ever hip-hop. Represent for hip-hop. This is raw rap. Raw to the floor, raw like reservoir dawg.]
[Verse 2:]
Yo, I remember being like 13 higher than Red Man
Mesmerized by Rock Raiders, Crossfader at the Wet Lands
Brent Lubian
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