Hip Hop Wyclef Jean

[Intro]
Refugee public, and counting on and on
All hands on deck
Can I go in for a minute
Cause there’s no limit to the Cash Money Hip Hop getting

[Hook]
Things done changed but they stay the same
I see Molly is the new cocaine

[Verse 1]
I see them rappers with the big old chains
Remind me of the Slick Rick rings
And Rakim was the microphone fiend
And Bobby Brown was the RnB king
Yeah, and every rapper wanna bang
What happen to the days we were all in the same gang
Missy and Timbaland, original dubstep
And Bambaataa had our future on tape deck
Man, my daughter is seven I had to put her in check
And let her know that K.R.S
Is more than letters in the alphabets
She's Will.I.Am'ing with her mommy
She's like : "Dad, let me teach you how to dougie"
Things done changed but they stay the same
I’m bumping Nas in the Range down memory lane
Talib, Mos Def, PE bought them lectures
My first music video Rakim, I was the extra
Run DMC ran rap, now run's a preacher
And we all are poor righteous teachers
Krush grooving, body moving
Rhazel, Doug E. Fresh, Biz Markie had me beat boxin
And Kim, Foxy and Eve are all warriors
Ya MC Lytes, ya not B's, yall Queen Latifah's
Looks... pretty Nicki's in Ibiza
And every fella had a crush on Salt N Peppa
She so Naughty By Nature, Long.Live.A$AP
Written on a Wolf Gang back pack