| Verse 1 |
We keep it popping with the beat box we out the box
Your shoulders get to moving like your doing the wop
Respect to the old school I’m give them props
But I’m a new school kid representing the rock
And Just like Barock I believe in change
Let me paint the bigger picture that’s changing the game
We the Hip Hop Hope to a dying breed
I see the game is choking and they can’t breathe
It’s like a breath of fresh air when you feeling relieved
If you tired of negativity and all that beef
Put your fist in air cause it’s time to speak
Let your voice be heard we taking back our streets
Another thang or two we taking back our youth
What he stole from me what he stole from you
Just claim it be bold get furious
man I’m on a mission so serious a part of future |
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We the hip hop hope We the hip hop hope
the future generation all across the globe
It’s O-Kay It’s O-Kay |
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| Verse2 |
Let me jump into it no need to wait
Can GOD use Hip Hop lets start the debate
Cause some go love it and some go hate
But we came to wake the people up and do what it takes
The sprit get the moving when we step in place
heads get to rock’n to the tremble and bass
It feel so good can’t help but praise
We than came along way since them golden days
1988 they thought rap was fad
they must been mad talking all that jazz
I had a dream before I’m became a teen
of melted microphones instead of cones of ice cream
I respect the hotlines way before my time
My time is the right time
To make awareness to the public
We head for self destruction
We head for self destruction |
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| Verse 3 |
I pop lock to the beat box my Chuck Taylor high tops
Time to bring it back to the essence
hip hop known as an art form with positive message
critics go doubt other still question
many won’t listen stuck on tradition
refused to except it our way of expression
say we can’t bless it
take the gospel of old but use a new method
some put us down quick not understanding a new-believer
It’s just like a hymn when we rapping to them
that’s the power of the music some have abused it
I acknowledge Hit’em with the knowledge
the purpose of the music and fashion
Generations young and old we attracting
just like some magnets came to save the game
before it fold like some napkins
point them to the savior
that refreshing eternal everlasting |
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