LYRICS FROM the hIp hOp pROjeCt ORIgInaL MOtIOn pICtuRe SOundtRaCk
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Topic: Hip Hop
Sort Desciption: V-E-R-S and a E Hip Hop prince I’m destined to be. I’m infamous but unbelief, .... 04 hIp hOp heaLS kazi. 05 LeatheR COuCh Cannon featuring ki ...
Content Inside: LYRICS FROM the hIp hOp pROjeCt ORIgInaL MOtIOn pICtuRe SOundtRaCk 01 IntRO kazi 02 ROLL CaLL kazi, Cannon, princess, Shameka, ty, Verse, L.O.u., and divine Cannon It’s C-A-double N-O-N up in ya neighborhood Strollin’, holdin’ a pen and a pad fill in that paper good Roaming the city, holdin’ my giddy-guitar on my back Passion for music HIGH, I’m a monster on a track Do it all, ain’t no limit wit tunes from start to finish I spark a image could make a cat feel me or party wit it I’m a bad dude, name a weapon in war I’ll blast you Stomping land wit my troops, better be prepared when we pass through princess Royalty quality Princess no denying me Test me and your tracks will get burned like music piracy Bombing ya speakers hot flow conceivers ill with the skill And the business of music listen pay attention and I’m a teach ya In hate lames runnin’ with they lips what’s been said I just grind and keep s**t in the fam like inbreds Its double H-P we shining crazy like looney prisms Flows official booths get injured when we up in ‘em Shameka Chorus If ya’ll ain’t know then well now ya know It’s H-H-P on ya radio We been waiting and now here we go So it’s time to rock wit us now (repeat) ty Hey what up! (hmmm) pardon the charismatic attractive Rapper activist mack wit his back to these actin’ rappers Killin’ a track wit… a pad, a pen, a pack o’ matches Burn to ashes all the bastards who spat on my rappin’ back then Nittyman is the beast within the man without manners Got hataz eyes greener than Bruce Banner bananas And to critics I’ve confronted F**K A PARDON MY BLUNTNESS! Nittyman and tha H-H motha F’er who wants it?! Verse V-E-R-S and a E Hip Hop prince I’m destined to be I’m infamous but unbelief, when I’m under that grind Got cripple lips therefore I can’t run out of rhyme Son in his prime, I’m one of a kind but our style of rhyme We rap and we better than brothers, Black or Eminem color veterans love us, It†...
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