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It goes hip hop
A hippy to the hippy to the hip hip hop
And I won't stop a-rocking
To the bang bang boogie til the dang game's won
Get back! I'm showing you this thing ain't done
'Til I'm on top, you can hear the bomb drop
Boom! It's a non-stop auditory onslaught
You ain't ready for the future if you're stuck in the past
So bring the motherfuckin' ruckus til there's nothing but ash
Are you with me
I came here to shift the paradigm of hip hop
Every time I spit these unusual rhymes, it's like I'm screwing with time
I got the gift of gab, so my presence is making history (Damn!)
Let's take it back to the roots
This cracker's immaculate, I'm attacking the booth
If you're wack and you're lacking in passion, rap ain't for you
I kill tracks like Illmatic, the masses are asking for

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It goes hip hop
A hippy to the hippy to the hip hip hop
And I won't stop a-rocking
'Til you're forced to acknowledge my explosive plosives
"That boy ain't heavy, but I know his flow is"
Everybody talking like, "this cat about to fail"
But I'm deaf to the drama, so you can chatter, shout, and yell
You gotta strike while the iron's hot to knock it out the park
So I'm stepping up to bat like a bat up outta hell
You hear the crowd erupt
Loud enough to raise the dead isn't loud enough
You can hear the snare in heaven, you can hear the kick in hell
So the only time you rate me one to ten is on the Richter scale
Are you not entertained
I can catch Zeus's lightning in a bottle of flame
Then get struck by it twice and win the lotto the same week
I won't stop til you name me with the gods of the game

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It goes hip hop
A hippy to the hippy to the hip hip hop
And I won't stop a-rocking
'Til I've said every piece of my peace, and nothing seems to be left
This is only grade A, know they be C and D F
I'm ahead of the curve with my incredible words
I put myself through hell, and you better bet I emerged
Stronger than ever, I came out a warrior, fighter
On an endeavor to flame out in glorious fire
And leave a mark on the world that'll never fade away
Listen. I'm hitting 'em like an 808
Cuz I ain't afraid to spit the shit that they won't say
And I never make promises that I can't obey
So it's nothing but the truth, I'll never bend the refrain
Never change for the groupies, never pretend for the fame
Never give up my drive to push a Benz or a Range
So love me or hate me, you gon' remember the name
It's Jude

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New classics
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Credits
Writer(s): Julien Leitner
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