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[Canibus] Yo // Jump up and down, if you love the sound // We rip and rock, until we tear shit down // Rip rock stands for Hip-Hop mixed with rock and roll // I'm hardcore to my inner soul // Hold on as I swerve out of control // Directly into the unknowns of a black hole // All my real niggas, with fucked up neurotransmitters // Waving glocks and swastikas // I'ma take forty shots of this hard liquor and swagger // 'Till I'm drunk as the Pississippi River // Even though I know the shit is fucking up my liver // Tomorrow when I wake up, I won't even remember // How I got home // Or where I got this tattoo of a mic on my arm from // Or when I hit them bitches last night // I should have used a condom // I guess not // Now, that's what I call rip-rock // [Canibus] You want rock and roll? // You want hip-hop? // You wanna wreck shop? // [Canibus] Yo // I want you to sucker-punch whoever you standing next to // If you ready to rock with a Refugee rebel // A Navy Seal underwater in a submarine vessel // Shitting on niggas above sea-level // I'm tired of you emcees talking 'bout loot // I'm tired of you corny drug-induced rap groups // I'm tired of the lies, the cries, the screams // Tired of getting my name misspelled in magazines // I'm tired of you two-faced disc jockeys // Non-believers, sucking on my arch enemy's penis // You know who you are, I'm talking to you // You need to recognize, I'm trying to introduce something new // Something I would sacrifice my life or die for // Something if I was already dead I would rise for // Something that would make a fool a hundred times wiser // Something that would help all mankind to prosper // I'd die with laughter // Looking at you wack emcees, with your craft unmastered, bastards // Hip-hop in it's rarest form, Crossbreed with rock and roll // Now rip-rock is born // Mother fuckers // |
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