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Artiste:
KRS-One
Titre:
Ova Here
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[Intro] The real hip hop is ova (Here!!!!) The real hip hop is ova (Here!!!!) The real hip hop is ova (Here!!!!) The real hip hop is ova (Here!!!!) [Interlude] Blaow Blaow!!! Blaow Blaow!!! Clear em out clear 'em out!!! Word! [Verse 1] Yo Nelly! You ain't Fo'Reel and you ain't Universal Your whole style sounds like a N'Sync commercial Ignoramus, I'm the baddest with the mic apparatus Challengin the God of rap is madness, I'll snatch your status With this ugly lookin billboard you could stop them But I got enough albums to make my own top ten You limited, like the spread of traffic You bite my style off the radio so when you speak you bet I hear the static You better Chillout like Chuck, I kick like three Norrises One of my sixteen bar rhymes is eight of your choruses Of course it is ridiculous Watch out, I begin to curve indispicuous Gotcha! On your, hands and knees Ain't it about time for some real emcees? [Chorus] The real hip hop is ova (Here!!!!) The real hip hop is ova (Here!!!!) The real hip hop is ova (Here!!!!) The real hip hop is ova (Here!!!!) [Verse 2] (Uh!) Uh! We on the hunt tonight When you see me comin, I don't front I fight People say I'm contradictin, cause I'm all about peace To say the least with a violent history It ain't no mystery these rappers wanna get with me My people don't see that all they hear is stop hittin me, huh Stop beatin me Chris, you want to help my career Nelly? Well you can help if you don't exist, huh I think it's 'bout time we stop these pop rappers Fuck these pop rappers, hip hop does matter to me Does it matter to you? My crew If it does, you know what the hell to do Throw your guns in the air, pump it like yeah Let these bitch ass rappers know we in here Go to the shows huh, boo 'em off stage Tell 'em KRS told you they at the end of they days Let me tell you let's give hip hop a lift And don't buy Nelly's album on June twenty fifth That'll send a message to all them sellouts House nigga rapper, your bottom done fell out You don't even know how I told you I wasn't talkin about you then, but I'm talkin about you now! Blaow! one to the kness, blaow one goes right through Even St. Louis don't like you!!!!