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Bizarre - Hip Hop

Hip Hop hip that's the way of life
Ya Think Ya Nice? Then Go Grab The Mic
Let Me tell you my story, cuz everybody got one
Grabbed a pen and pad and startin to jot somethin
Always told myself, that I would never be losin
Man I ain't had no hood, my mother was always movin
From Detroit to Texas, Texas to Detroit
Damn Mama, What's the point?
So I would go in my room, and pack my little bags
Jump in the truck, with my step dad
When I was 10 years old, I started to feel the hunger
Got a little older man the force got stronger
And Me my rocker? weren't seein eye to eye
This is Hip Hop, Hip I won't stop
Yo Big Boi, Gimme a Beat Box

Hip Hop Hip Hop
Hip Hop
Hip Hop
Hip Hop

From the Hip Hop Shop To Maurice Malone
10 Years later, I'm still in the zone
7 Mile and For ya? where a star was born
United we stand, divided we swore
And hell yeah, I looked in my car
??????????????? I was clutchin the jar
And Dirty Management, I wish yall the best
But me and my *****s we had to do what's best
To ???? All the taxes and accounts
Checks started to ?? we couldn't buy a house
And now that we platinum, they diss our name
Like we won't go to the car and get them thangs
And beef, sometimes you don't have a choice
Till I'm fightin Whitey Ford To The Beastie Boys
The Ja Rules, Benzinos and the *****s in the club
Till they eat dubs and *edited* between unheard of
And man, I don't know how to use a gun
But I'll learn quick if the fuckin beats come


Man I thought this was supposed to be hip hop hip hop
I'd rather be fishin in flip flops flip flops
Across over the country like Kid Rock Did, I
Can't see no country singers beefin over some kid talk
When I was younger I was so eager to have a gun
I would do the same
I couldn't wait to get to the shooting range
Me and my ??? Gary would just try to let off some steaaaammmmm
Motherfuckers laughin cuz I couldn't aim
So i pulled a *edited* talkin closer and just shoot the thang
I used to have this theory, keep 3 bullets in the gun
It was a mandatory year up here in Michigan
For each bullet if you got no 60W license
I tried to apply for one
They said it'd take 5-6 months
What the fuck am i suposed to do in time ????
Hidin somethin *edited* in the club box inside teh trunk
Now, back to what my 3 bullet theory was
Im triple platinum i aint tryna capture murder one
You figured I ???????????????????????????
But them other two gon' fuck his shoulder and his knee cap up
Them Imma say self defense how come I had a gun
That's cuz I was at the range on the way back from
??????? I get a year from each bullet at the most as opposed to havin a ??? in that
That was my idiotic logic it was basically for safety But it gave me power and it made me crazy
And psychotic I just got retarded
Once I got up and gotta it was simply that was the night I got caught with it
WHAT THE FUCK I thought this was supposed to be

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