[Hook]
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Hip Hop hooray…
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Hey… ho…
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Hey… ho…
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Hey… ho…
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Hey… ho…
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Hey… ho…
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Hey… ho…
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Hey… ho…
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Hey… ho…
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[Verse 1: Vinnie]
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You drew a picture of my morning
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But you couldn’t make my day, Hey!
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I’m rockin’ and you’re yawning
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But you never look my way, Hey!
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I’m lickin down you darlin’
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In every single way, Hey!
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Your funny flow is foreign
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And a green card’s on the way!
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[Verse 2: Treach]
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This ain’t got shit to do wit shampoo, but watch your head n shoulders
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Brother older bold enough to fold ya, yo I told ya
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A raid afraid of what I made and played and plus a funky fit
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So save ya flips and tricks for that music and the monkey bit
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[Verse 3: Vinnie]
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Triggers from the Grilltown Illtown
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Some ask how it feels now
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The deal is that we’re real so we’re still ’round
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Don’t lamp with a freestyle phantom, ain’t trying to be handsome
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Shrinking what you’re thinking cause I’m vamping
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I live and die for Hip Hop
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This is Hip Hop for today
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I give props to hip-hop so…
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[Hook]
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[Verse 4: Treach]
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You heard a lot about a brother gaining mo’ ground
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Being low down I do the showdown wit’ any little ho round, no!
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I wanna know who you’re believing, through your funny reasons
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Even when I’m sleeping you think I’m cheatin’
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You said, “I know you, Mr. O.P.P. man
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Yo PP man, won’t only see me man”
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You should’ve known when I ain’t hit it and step
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That I was wit it a bit not to consider the rep, heck!
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I did your partner cause she’s hot as a baker
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Cause I’m Naughty by Nature, not cause I hate cha!
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You put your heart in a part of a part that spreads apart
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And forgot that I forgave when you had a spark
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You try to act like something really big is missing
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Even though my name’s graffiti written on your kitten
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I love Black women always and disrespect ain’t the way
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Let’s start a family today
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[Hook]
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[Verse 5: Vinnie]
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Hip Hop Hip Hip Hop Hip Hip Hop Hooray!
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There’s many hungry Hip Hoppers one reason Hip Hop’s hip top today
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Swerve what cha heard cause I ain’t bailing no hay
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Ain’t chopping no crops, but still grownin ever day!
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Here’s a thunder sound from the wonders found
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From the underground town down the hill
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Feel how Illtown drown smiles to frowns
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Snatchin’ crowns from clowns beat downs are found
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Don’t know me don’t come around
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[Verse 6]
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Tippy tippy (pause) tippy tippy (pause)
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Sometimes creepin’ up I eat em up
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Your style is older than Lou Rawls!
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Peace to this one and that one and them
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That way I shout out and I didn’t miss one friend
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Fools get foolish neither them or Parker Lewis knew us
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You could have crews with shoes and can’t step to us
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Some kitty purr I call em sir too
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Looking for her crew
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Any trick that diss gets a curfew
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I put my projects for boots step through troops and leave proof
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My problem solvers name is Mook!
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I hitting woodies in a hoody
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Peace to Jesette, Jobete, Jo-Jo, Genae, and every hood gee!
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That’s right my fight is ill
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Peace goes to L.O.N.S. and Quest, Nice & Smooth & Cypress Hill
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I live and die for Hip Hop
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This is Hip Hop of today
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I give props to Hip Hop so…
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[Hook]
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[Outro]
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Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey…
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Hip-Hop Hooray (DJ Scene Remix)
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| Naughty By Nature |
