Kenn Starr – This Is Hip-Hop

Kenn Starr – This Is Hip-Hop Lyrics

Artist: Kenn Starr
Song: This Is Hip-Hop

Ayo, Get at me
If you want the raps like crack, see?
Wrapped up in plastic, up in the backseat
Of a {?}, Don’t tempt me

I smoke rivals like track meets with a pencil
Better autograph me never the flax seed
Cause cats in my past like Oddisee pass me
Tryna get that golden/platinum plaque, see?

Awarded for my flows at shows they clap, see?
Ovation standing
Top ten like commandments
The bandit, pen in your pants with bent damage

Ink leaking out of it like, shots from hollowtips
Bleeding on the paper, beatmaker, psychologist
Got my degree with PC’s and samples
Can’t compete like you on B Street with sandals

Outbreak dances, infectious trances
I spit bars sick like SARS leaving you hampered
Yo, some people say this the real
But to us it’s just something we feel

Whether or not y’all consider it hot
Cause it’s topping the charts
This music, and this is Hip-Hop
Yo, some people say this the real

But to us it’s just something we feel
Whether or not y’all consider it hot
Cause it’s topping the charts
This music, and this is Hip-Hop

I’m magnificent like Jazz Jeff, {?} Like a dentist with bad breath
Spend spend till there’s no cash left
Pumpin’ 720 productions and low budget untill I’m half deaf
Never half step, step to me will be your last step

Or your last breath, take a breather and you’ll catch {?}
Speaker leaving rhymes so hot they making the track sweat
Guaranteed hits like Nike Jordan and black sweats
In the middle of a dark road

I sizzle like charcoal
And y’all out of date like car phones
Prenating your team into the point that I ‘char’ bones
Tryna cop a crib with a view bigger than star Jones

Starr gone off the deep end
Like a Minister/Deacon sinning on weekends
Or worshipping sinister demons
Bunching some weed in, send it to churches that need it

With his words inversing while they cursing at Jesus
Yo, some people say this the real
But to us it’s just something we feel
Whether or not y’all consider it hot

Cause it’s topping the charts
This music, and this is Hip-Hop
Yo, some people say this the real
But to us it’s just something we feel

Whether or not y’all consider it hot
Cause it’s topping the charts
This music, and this is Hip-Hop
As farther time six, my mind clicks like fake Rollie’s sold by the vendor

If I get the great oldies
Got diamonds in it not the watch but the cusp, load it up, Starr for what? I had just purchased
Worthless? Never. As long as it got sounds that I could mess around with I come with something clever
I never, let you down or deliver the sounds that keep the chicks from getting down

You n#gg#s just {?}
The flow trifling man, to stifle my plan
You need a knife, pipe or a rifle in hand
Self pronounced listen to myself like I’m a fan

Nice with the mic like Mike nice with the hands
But there’s no {?}, Don’t start unless you planning to finish
My verse will suntan, you a menace this man is a menace
Like terrorist that murk hostages, popping lead to your head in the dirt like ostriches

Yo, some people say this the real
But to us it’s just something we feel
Whether or not y’all consider it hot
Cause it’s topping the charts

This music, and this is Hip-Hop
Yo, some people say this the real
But to us it’s just something we feel
Whether or not y’all consider it hot

Cause it’s topping the charts
This music, and this is Hip-Hop
Find more lyrics at https://dcslyrics.com

This Is Hip-Hop Lyrics – English Translation

Ayo, Get at me
If you want the raps like crack, see?
Wrapped up in plastic, up in the backseat
Of a {?}, Don’t tempt me

I smoke rivals like track meets with a pencil
Better autograph me never the flax seed
Cause cats in my past like Oddisee pass me
Tryna get that golden/platinum plaque, see?

Awarded for my flows at shows they clap, see?
Ovation standing
Top ten like commandments
The bandit, pen in your pants with bent damage

Ink leaking out of it like, shots from hollowtips
Bleeding on the paper, beatmaker, psychologist
Got my degree with PC’s and samples
Can’t compete like you on B Street with sandals

Outbreak dances, infectious trances
I spit bars sick like SARS leaving you hampered
Yo, some people say this the real
But to us it’s just something we feel

Whether or not y’all consider it hot
Cause it’s topping the charts
This music, and this is Hip-Hop
Yo, some people say this the real

But to us it’s just something we feel
Whether or not y’all consider it hot
Cause it’s topping the charts
This music, and this is Hip-Hop

I’m magnificent like Jazz Jeff, {?} Like a dentist with bad breath
Spend spend till there’s no cash left
Pumpin’ 720 productions and low budget untill I’m half deaf
Never half step, step to me will be your last step

Or your last breath, take a breather and you’ll catch {?}
Speaker leaving rhymes so hot they making the track sweat
Guaranteed hits like Nike Jordan and black sweats
In the middle of a dark road

I sizzle like charcoal
And y’all out of date like car phones
Prenating your team into the point that I ‘char’ bones
Tryna cop a crib with a view bigger than star Jones

Starr gone off the deep end
Like a Minister/Deacon sinning on weekends
Or worshipping sinister demons
Bunching some weed in, send it to churches that need it

With his words inversing while they cursing at Jesus
Yo, some people say this the real
But to us it’s just something we feel
Whether or not y’all consider it hot

Cause it’s topping the charts
This music, and this is Hip-Hop
Yo, some people say this the real
But to us it’s just something we feel

Whether or not y’all consider it hot
Cause it’s topping the charts
This music, and this is Hip-Hop
As farther time six, my mind clicks like fake Rollie’s sold by the vendor

If I get the great oldies
Got diamonds in it not the watch but the cusp, load it up, Starr for what? I had just purchased
Tidak berguna? Tidak pernah. As long as it got sounds that I could mess around with I come with something clever
I never, let you down or deliver the sounds that keep the chicks from getting down

You n#gg#s just {?}
The flow trifling man, to stifle my plan
You need a knife, pipe or a rifle in hand
Self pronounced listen to myself like I’m a fan

Nice with the mic like Mike nice with the hands
But there’s no {?}, Don’t start unless you planning to finish
My verse will suntan, you a menace this man is a menace
Like terrorist that murk hostages, popping lead to your head in the dirt like ostriches

Yo, some people say this the real
But to us it’s just something we feel
Whether or not y’all consider it hot
Cause it’s topping the charts

This music, and this is Hip-Hop
Yo, some people say this the real
But to us it’s just something we feel
Whether or not y’all consider it hot

Cause it’s topping the charts
This music, and this is Hip-Hop
Find more lyrics at https://dcslyrics.com

Kenn Starr Lyrics – This Is Hip-Hop

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Release Year: 2004