Black Poetry : Explain My Hip-Hop

lilcutie

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Jul 9, 2005
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There's no need 4 me 2 explain my hip hop
not 2 u anyway
the s**t i do
ain't got nothing to do with u

why do u care anyway
it my hip hop
not yours
it my hood
my street
my rhyme
the way i move to MY beat

nobody else can bop their head to my hip hop
no body else get
it ain't nothing you can swerve to
grind to
or bump and grind to
it's to hard for that
u can feel my hip hop

there ain't no drums or no beat machine
my ryhmes ride on the sound of the gun blast
accompanied by the police sound

come out with ur hands up
that's right throw 'em up
throw 'em up
maybe them people on their own hip hop beat
though not the ones on the street
can hear it
understand it

come out with your hands up
that's right
throw 'em up
throw 'em up
 

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