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Werd (SOS)
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Is It Hip-Hop?
[Sample] And I'm here to tell you this boy's soul is intact He wont sell anybody out, its non negotiable You know how I know? (Because we don't want to hear that weak shit no more)
[Werd] Is this Hip-Hop? spitting out a sentence, Though I don't follow trends or the dress sense. Am I Hip-Hop? I don't feel it, Just feel what I feel and I'm real it's, Hip-Hop (hip-hop) Its in my presence, so I don't need trends or the dress sense I am Hip-Hop, and you feel this, S.O.S. the people going to hear this
I'm a hip-hop-aholic, got on it and never off it Since a crossed it, I was talking it, said I'd aim for the top of it Said I would never let up, though fed up I carried on with it I held my head up high, no I was never prosperous Honest its just me making my mark Getting recognised now, well I guess its a start Guess you have to take shit when your raised in these parts Take the mic, M.I.C. and I rip it apart, R.I.P.
[Sample] I give a fuck if you feel me, I'm going to follow
[Werd] And I just follow my heart, If its hip-hop, I just follow the art Take that apart get right to the core Write real deep, then write some more Cause I feel mainstream seems like a bore I tell them (We don't wanna hear that fake shit no more)
Is this Hip-Hop? spitting out a sentence, Though I don't follow trends or the dress sense. Am I Hip-Hop? I don't feel it, Just feel what I feel and I'm real it's, Hip-Hop (hip-hop) Its in my presence, so I don't need trends or the dress sense I am Hip-Hop, and you feel this, S.O.S. the people going to hear this
[Sample] Now I'm just getting warmed up
[Werd] Yeah, and I'd rather be chav than a hip-hop head I don't wear a cap, talk black, instead, Call me a ned, is it getting through? My whole life don't follow what I listen too And I just follow my heart, If its hip-hop, I just follow the art
I got one PC, one mic and a mic stand Padding on the walls in a booth where I might stand One emcee with a pad I just write jams Son can't be nothing else get it right bam Might tan, one more bottle then I'm hyped I'm Never calling quits I just spit and I'm fighting Like I'm Tyson, speaking real nice man Give me your ear, listen clear it's a flight plan So I'm a try this, this my pilot First episode written high with a fly script Buy this, because I can see it in my iris Third eye sees all the dreams I will die with Why's this? That the wisest demise Those eyes on the prize I will never reach the sky, sigh Underground's what we got, So I guess in the end I am hip-hop
(And I have seen) SOS, Untitled Scot Nasty P, Werd, I just follow my heart I just follow the art (I just follow the art) I just follow my heart (ha) Hip-hop I just follow the art
Is it hip-hop? Am I hip-hop?
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