Faceless Unkle Adams

[Hook]
It's hip-hop, from one beat to another
It's hip-hop, whether you're northern or southern
It's hip-hop, rap doesn't have a colour
It's hip-hop, hip-hop, in this motherfucker
It's hip-hop, from one beat to another
It's hip-hop, whether you're northern or southern
It's hip-hop, rap doesn't have a colour
It's hip-hop, hip-hop, in this motherfucker

[Verse 1]
This music I make
It has no colour, it's faceless
Theres many races
Who rock mics and make hits
That's why I have no patience for ractists
I hate this, these fake blatant statements
You'll never see me fakin' or frontin'
I started with nothin', now I'm makin' somethin'
A lot of rappers blow it out of proportion
But not me, I'm caucasian, straight out the north end
I stay true to myself and true to my fans
And when I going for [?] aluminium cans
It's amazing what one man can do with his hands
I'm in a Rubik's cube, you'll never truly understand