The hip hop is ova here The hip hop is ova here The real hip hop is ova The hip hop is ova here
Blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, clear 'em out, 'em out, word
Yo, Nelly, you ain't fo' and you ain't Universal Your whole style like a N'Sync commercial Ignoramus, I'm the with the mic apparatus Challengin' the God of rap is madness, I'll snatch your With this lookin' billboard, you could stop them But I got enough albums to my own top ten
You limited like the of traffic You my style off the radio So when you you bet I hear the static You better chill out like, Chuck, I kick three, Norrises One of my sixteen bar rhymes is eight of your Of course it is ridiculous, watch out, I begin to indispicuous Gotcha, on hands and knees Ain't it about time for some emcees?
The real hip hop is ova The hip hop is ova here The real hip hop is ova The real hip hop is ova
Uh, we on a tonight When you see me comin', I front, I fight People say I'm cause I'm all about peace To say the least, with a violent It no mystery, these rappers wanna get with me My don't see that, all they hear is stop hittin' me, huh beatin' me, Chris, you want to help my career, Nelly? Well, you can help if you exist, huh
I think it's time we stop these pop rappers Fuck these pop rappers, hip hop matter to me Does it to you? My crew If it does, you what the hell to do Throw guns in the air, pump it like, yeah Let bitch ass rappers know we in here Go to the shows, huh, boo 'em off Tell 'em KRS told you they at the end of days
Let me tell you, let's give hip hop a And don't buy Nelly's album on twenty fifth That'll a message back to all 'em sellouts House rapper, your bottom done fell out You don't even how I told you I wasn't talkin' you then But I'm talkin' you now Blaow, one to the knees, blaow, one goes through St. Louis don't like you