HIP HOP

The truth hurts, hard pill to swallow. Leader of the pack, I'll never follow. You can't see that, Where's ya head, Sleepy Hollow, Pen game sick, Spit gospel, write a novel. Fire in the booth, Make mics melt, Put ya soul on the track, They hate love ya self. It's all about expression, Grind study lessons, Hip Hop forever, You got any questions? No After that , we got some action , followed by expression, Hip hop now , made of oppression and now as a profession Always way of progression Never act of regression, Hip hop forever, Dead it's never, Moving up higher, Giving them fire I'm the vibe man Listeners are the buyers, Ahhh