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Yeah, People been like "Yo Reuben, where you been? Where you been the last couple years?" I'm like, "Hey man, I ain't gone nowhere I just been marinating, serenading, percolating in the lab." So they're like "Hey yo, man, you know, where, where's hip hop going?" I'm like "I don't know, but I'm here to take the game back The game is officially mine, it's officially mine." Hold on, everybody sing along [Hook] Reuben, what is he dipity doin’? Reuben, what is he dipity doin’? [Verse 1: John Reuben] This ego was quick to say he was better than me better be correct Before you step and try to sever my integrity please You MC’s need to quit it I mean do you really think that you’re the only ones who get it And what is it we don’t get huh? Maybe that empty book bag that you sport as a gimmick To the Timberland boots that have never been scuffed All the while you’re still hollering rugged and rough I call your bluff you’re just like the rest of them The only difference is you follow a less popular trend, friend Tell me how you going to dog the mainstream Then turn around the underground and do the exact same thing that you’re dissing You get what I’m putting down I said a gimmick can be found above as well as underground And since what’s real can’t be defined by a cadre of men I’m curious as to what makes you think that you can (Sing along) [Hook x2] [Verse 2: John Reuben] Ideas start occurring and words start stirring Never would I suggest this to be the best It’s just I like putting words on mics It’s something I like to do something I find nice Don’t need to dominate or inflate my confidence Got no problem giving emcees complements But some get mad at me like they want to battle me Upset because I made the hip hop happy Actually, I think you tough guys are corny And my LP comes with a foolproof warranty If you buy it and don’t like it feel free not to listen I’m not sure about a refund but you’re welcome to diss it Because I don’t, will not, and won’t ask you to React to the beat if you ain't feeling it But perhaps maybe you are in that case It goes one for the treble two for the bass Arrogance mixed with ignorance will and can bring forth a man That don’t really understand but claims he does And you know what? that’s not good (No that's not good) [Hook x2] Y'know what? Y'all got to be kidding Man, some of y'all treat art like it was some sort of religion Following the rules one two and on through To the point you don’t create art, art created you Y'all got to be kidding man Some of y'all treat hip hop like it was some sort of religion Following the rules one two and on through To the point you don’t create hip hop, hip hop created you As you can see, there are two kinds of people in life: There are them that do, and there are them that dipity do Which one are you? As for me, I'm a dipity do-er. Peace