[Intro]
Dear Hip Hop
I thought Hip-Hop was supposed to be a means of poetically expressing yourself
But it seems these days you'd say anything to get your CD's off the shelf
Hard times I am still compelled to move
But I swear to you it's that old school groove that's playing above the lyrics
Because if the music wasn't there, I definitely wouldn't hear it
[Bridge: Royce Da 5’9]
Right off the rip, nobody could fuck with me
I'm out of space, mind and body, my soul and so on, so on
Mami, I'm fly is an understatement, come to greatness
[Hook: Mr. Porter]
I’m on my own planet, I’ll do my own thing
Then turn around and pat myself on the back for doing good
I don’t need nobody else, I’m gonna do it by myself
Say what you wanna say but stick to the facts, it’s all good
[Verse 1: Royce da 5’9”]
Right off the rip, nobody is quite like me
You gonna need a NASA spacecraft to sight me
If you don't like me, bite me, I could give a fuck less; fighting excites me
Leaning on the moon with a patron fifth, playing my own shit
And I sound terrific, I'm not cocky, I'm beyond that
It's time to start another hobby, I'm beyond rap
Run and tell your baby daddy and your son Ray
I'm hot, I sunbathe on the sun babe, I'm the one on the one way
Hands and pretty long legs from the runway, my nigga Nauny is a genius
You gonna need a ladder just to climb on my penis
Got two words for the rap game: fuck y'all
Dear Hip Hop
I thought Hip-Hop was supposed to be a means of poetically expressing yourself
But it seems these days you'd say anything to get your CD's off the shelf
Hard times I am still compelled to move
But I swear to you it's that old school groove that's playing above the lyrics
Because if the music wasn't there, I definitely wouldn't hear it
[Bridge: Royce Da 5’9]
Right off the rip, nobody could fuck with me
I'm out of space, mind and body, my soul and so on, so on
Mami, I'm fly is an understatement, come to greatness
[Hook: Mr. Porter]
I’m on my own planet, I’ll do my own thing
Then turn around and pat myself on the back for doing good
I don’t need nobody else, I’m gonna do it by myself
Say what you wanna say but stick to the facts, it’s all good
[Verse 1: Royce da 5’9”]
Right off the rip, nobody is quite like me
You gonna need a NASA spacecraft to sight me
If you don't like me, bite me, I could give a fuck less; fighting excites me
Leaning on the moon with a patron fifth, playing my own shit
And I sound terrific, I'm not cocky, I'm beyond that
It's time to start another hobby, I'm beyond rap
Run and tell your baby daddy and your son Ray
I'm hot, I sunbathe on the sun babe, I'm the one on the one way
Hands and pretty long legs from the runway, my nigga Nauny is a genius
You gonna need a ladder just to climb on my penis
Got two words for the rap game: fuck y'all
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