Kidz In The Hall

Kidz In The Hall - Wassup Jo' lyrics

rate me

This is a revolution

Adjust your resolution

Or pay me my restitution

That would be your best solution

I spent years spent heart in the street

Trying make you niggaz nod to the beat

Bump it in impalas and jeeps

New York, LA, to Chicago

Miami, Texas, Atlanta they all follow

Suburbia to projects and sleeping hollows

I got a peanut butterry flow, tough to swallow

Raps been dead these days we ok

Nocturnal I don't mean a skinny nigga with Dre

Give the game recitation with the words I say to you

Dj's is prostitutes what you pay, they fuck with you

Fuck corporate conglomerates and corporate politics

They stealing our soul, and I got to acknowledge it

And that ain't just a nigga went to college shit

For most its common knowledge shit

The difference between buyers and sellers, that's some modest shit

[Chorus]

Yo I rock for the thugs rock for the hipsters

Rock for the backpack niggaz holding their fists up

Spit it for them ignorant niggaz sipping from pimp cups

Chicken heads with wonder bras holding their tits up

Jigs up, Naledge in the house tonight

And I got what it takes to make you feel alright

And the way I feel I could do this shit all night

Double O spinning records while I'm ripping the mic

Just look up in the sky

It's a bird it's a plane

Kidz in the hall, learn the motherfucking name

Streets celebrate it

Funky and creative

Yes we educated, sounds like the native

Smooth intellectual

Still freak a sexual

Had a 9 to 5 but I'm not really professional

Broads on my testicles

Eat mc's like vegetables

I'm cute like romen if you want to get technical

[Chorus]

It's a mans world

I'm a mans man

Walk with lead feet when I travel the land

Heavy, make it hard for you to walk in my footsteps

Revolutionary up until I take my last breath

Loud as the hoods kept

Few speak to reach

Beyond they city streets

Barely reach the height requirements to ride on the beat

Probably why most of y'all sound minor to me

I should collect permission slips when you rhyming to me

These koon raps pass a tipping point we need to balance it

Niggaz speak with authority

Rarely do they challenge it

I pull strings on some Richie Valance shit

80 % of rappers that sell ain't really talented

How the Hell do you expect me not to be mad at it

How else am I supposed to flow

The rap game sorta like it's full of Pinocchio's

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