*Chorus*
Hip to Hop, I call it's time for my drop.
I roll to every town and Mars is my next stop.
I'll never stop, till I hit the top,
crop, my images cause they bout to hit the spot
Hip to Hop, I call it's time for my drop.
Gangster, no I ain't, cause I don't need to get shot.
Nor do I need cops,
showing up at my door because smart talks
crop, my images because they bout to hit the spot
*Verse 1*
Hands up for hiphop and death comes to Pop.
Rap was dying out so I decided to drum my drops
Gangster, who needs gangster, oh here comes the cops.
rollin' with the truest, peepz who stun the shop
all these dope singles, but this one will hit the charts.
and when I say "Hi" the glock cocks
Then these shots surround me,
none of them harm or sound me.
but i spit this and all the sudden yall crown me.
being all groupie and clownly
and now you say:
*Chorus*
Hip to Hop, I call it's time for my drop.
I roll to every town and Mars is my next stop.
I'll never stop, till I hit the top,
crop, my images cause they bout to hit the spot
Hip to Hop, I call it's time for my drop.
Gangster, no I ain't, cause I don't need to get shot.
Nor do I need cops,
showing up at my door because of my smart talks
crop, my images because they bout to hit the spot
*Verse 2*
Now it's on, i'll roll up some six people in a shit thong
and use it as a blunt.
of course then I'll need some powerful protection
so I put a condom on my whole body then all the other g's get an errection.
Then I'll become a legand, not from rap
but living my life without a consience,
people can say that's nonesense, but
when I --------- so it's been off since
I ain't no king, i'm just a hot prince
and plus I rap to sell and sell to rap
I don't put out shit, cuz that's seldom crap
and if you don't like my music you better adapt.
you can't escape it, it surrounds you and now your trapt.
*Chorus*
Hip to Hop, I call it's time for my drop.
I roll to every town and Mars is my next stop.
I'll never stop, till I hit the top,
crop, my images cause they bout to hit the spot
Hip to Hop, I call it's time for my drop.
Gangster, no I ain't, cause I don't need to get shot.
Nor do I need cops,
showing up at my door because of my smart talks
crop, my images because they bout to hit the spot
*Verse 3*
I'm so creepy I have my own cribville
I just took a three hour shit but i gotta shit still.
I ain't smart but I got these wit skills
I'm about to blow you god damn whips still
and I have a mystic in me,
which makes me unique,
and you'll see, that i'm one of a kind,
and you'll find, that my rhymes, are mine,
the fact is i'm not even working hard, not even tryin'.
you copy, i'll torture you to sleep then you dyin'.
cut the crap, i don't need these creep men whinin'
stop, if you do then you might be fine then.
*Chorus*
Hip to Hop, I call it's time for my drop.
I roll to every town and Mars is my next stop.
I'll never stop, till I hit the top,
crop, my images cause they bout to hit the spot
Hip to Hop, I call it's time for my drop.
Gangster, no I ain't, cause I don't need to get shot.
Nor do I need cops,
showing up at my door because of my smart talks
crop, my images because they bout to hit the spot
I wrote these in about 10 min just because i wanted to do an audio for pratice.