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New Hip Hop
作詞：J. Lyriis P/k/a J. Camps
New types of verbal hip hop I bring
Here's that other shit that y'all ain't discovered yet
Yes, I'm running it, like the government
Hint, hint, Erik B nominated me for President
And my pockets is holding treasury
Every cent, these styles is unknown truth
Like where Clark Kent goes
When Superman steps out the phone booth
Up, up and away goes the tape and show state
My mind and mouth should have came with a cape
And now Lois Lane wants a date
My fame rates higher than my pulse that's false
I'm so damn excited
I made the Pointer Sisters silent
Make a pacifist get violent
The rhythm tyrant
Ansilla the Hun, hold mics hostage with a terrorist tongue
In exchange for a handsome sum
Going down like Young Guns
In a blaze of glory, before we're done
New types of verbal hip hop I bring
Rappers antagonists come to aggravate
Hip hop, herald of life, I actuate
My haiku's increasingly broaden your IQs
I assess, so now I'm going to test
Through the elimination process
Who can contest
Working poetry in progress
Be it world tour or conquest
So I embark on this expedition
In Napoleon tradition I'm a small man
With complex expositions
Marvel of exhibitions
Can you stand the rain of this edition?
If you want to stay in the kitchen
Quit bitching me and my henchmen
Trigger fingers itching
Shoot the gift like Mitch Richmond
New inventions, my intention's
To take hip hop to new dimensions
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Did I fail to mention, we wig-splitting?
So all you hip hop heads probably need stitching
Tricky like Samantha Bewitching
MCs be wishing
They could stop my flow
There's no prevention
New types of verbal hip hop I bring
Tilt your head back and look at the Stars
We back on the scene like herpes
Stronger than Hercules
Able to rock crowds from nurseries to universities
My beats and rhymes perfectly
Configurate like figure-eights
You would think the mic was figure skates
My soul on ice, Tonya Harding couldn't touch it
Pop it in your Benz or your bucket
Walkman's or boom box
From the suburbs to boondocks
From skyscrapers to Green Acres
Hear my tunes knock
You name it, we done it
Strike the mic and keep it rolling
Like we bowling three hundred
Three fifteen
Sold to the highest bidder, I flow like the Tigris river
I just give ya more reasons to call us your favorite Emcees
Like Binary Star riffing rhymes over these compositions
You would do the same if you was in our position
But you ain't, so stop and listen
Platinum sales is not the mission
I seek and destroy my opposition
Including anything that make me not want to listen
Wack Emcees with they weak-ass discussions
So-called producers with they cheap-ass productions
Labels need to chill with they Clark Gable deals
I get down like people in tornado drills
So while you blowed away with the bullistic soldier
I lay low, waiting for the winds to blow over
New types of verbal hip hop I bring
I'm in a different category
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