The real hip hop is ova The real hip hop is ova The hip hop is ova here The hip hop is ova here
Blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow, clear 'em out, clear 'em out,
Yo, Nelly, you ain't fo' real and you Universal whole style sounds like a N'Sync commercial Ignoramus, I'm the baddest with the mic Challengin' the God of rap is madness, I'll snatch status With this ugly billboard, you could stop them But I got albums to make 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 chill out like, Chuck, I kick like three, Norrises One of my sixteen bar rhymes is of your choruses Of it is ridiculous, watch out, I begin to curve indispicuous Gotcha, on hands and knees Ain't it about time for some real
The hip hop is ova here The real hip hop is ova The hip hop is ova here The hip hop is ova here
Uh, we on a hunt 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 history It ain't no mystery, these rappers get with me My people don't see that, all they is stop hittin' me, huh Stop beatin' me, Chris, you to help my career, Nelly? Well, you can if you don't exist, huh
I think it's 'bout time we stop these pop Fuck these pop rappers, hip hop does to me Does it matter to you? My If it does, you what the hell to do Throw your guns in the air, pump it like, Let these bitch ass rappers we in here Go to the shows, huh, boo 'em off Tell 'em KRS you they at the end of they days
Let me tell you, let's hip hop a lift And don't buy Nelly's album on June fifth That'll send a message to all 'em sellouts House nigga rapper, bottom done fell out You don't even how I told you I talkin' about you then But I'm about you now Blaow, one to the knees, blaow, one goes right Even St. Louis like you