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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 (chorus) 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 Chorus Eminem: 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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