Hip Hop

Artist: Drag-On, Swizz Beatz Album: Ruff Ryders: Past, Present, Future Song: Hip Hop [Intro: Swizz Beatz] Ohh! Individuals Individuals Individual time! [Chorus 2X: Drag-On] This is hood hop, this is not pop Need to keep your hands up, this is hip-hop Put your hands up, put your-put your hands up! Put your hands up, put your-put your hands up! [Drag-On] Uh, uh, uh, uh Drag dash, fresh out the kitchen pot My shotgun pellets look like chicken pox I'm a Capricorn GOAT mixed with a ox And my box cutter's not really for a box Them stains on the ground is too much for a mop My momma said I'll spend too much for a drop Cause, that ain't even the whole car I use block money to buy up the whole bar And muh'fuckers tryin to get rid of me mayne My clip still look like Sega Genesis games I'm in my werewolf SHIT! Throw me in the woods I'll come back with a bull's head, no bullshit [Chorus] w/ Swizz ad libs [Drag-On] Uh, uh People sayin "Drag, hurry up and get back" I eat rappers, drink 'em down with a Swizz track Niggas think me and DMX is just actors Swizz found me in the forest tryin to pull the cactus{?} My gun clap like... Put a punk-ass rapper on his back like I know you hear real rap comin back like They say he the best? Oh is that right? Told you I'm a beast, I'm an animal, at night These rap niggas keep beefin over cat fights This is D-R to the A-G to the dash O-N Still got you open, uhh [Chorus] w/ Swizz ad libs [Drag-On] Uh, uh I get 'em found, then get 'em lost I just want his soul, you can keep his corpse I put it to his mind, now I see his thoughts You just see a Ferrari, I just see a horse Blow kush, I'm high as the sky baby My love's same size as a public library Yeah my wrist heavy, and my clip's heavy This is H-dot E-dot, you're so not ready [Chorus] [Outro: Swizz Beatz] Okay, ohh! Ohh! Got 'em, SHOWTIME! Ohh! Bounce, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!