Artist: Drag-On, Swizz Beatz
Album: Ruff Ryders: Past, Present, Future
Song: Hip Hop
[Intro: Swizz Beatz]
Ohh! Individuals
Individuals
Individual time!
[Chorus 2X: Drag-On]
This is hood hop, this is not pop
Need to keep your hands up, this is hip-hop
Put your hands up, put your-put your hands up!
Put your hands up, put your-put your hands up!
[Drag-On]
Uh, uh, uh, uh
Drag dash, fresh out the kitchen pot
My shotgun pellets look like chicken pox
I'm a Capricorn GOAT mixed with a ox
And my box cutter's not really for a box
Them stains on the ground is too much for a mop
My momma said I'll spend too much for a drop
Cause, that ain't even the whole car
I use block money to buy up the whole bar
And muh'f**ers tryin to get rid of me mayne
My clip still look like Sega Genesis games
I'm in my werewolf sh*t!
Throw me in the woods I'll come back with a bull's head, no bullsh**
[Chorus] w/ Swizz ad libs
[Drag-On]
Uh, uh
People sayin "Drag, hurry up and get back"
I eat rappers, drink 'em down with a Swizz track
n***as think me and DMX is just actors
Swizz found me in the forest tryin to pull the cactus{?}
My gun clap like...
Put a punk-a** rapper on his back like
I know you hear real rap comin back like
They say he the best? Oh is that right?
Told you I'm a beast, I'm an animal, at night
These rap n***as keep beefin over cat fights
This is D-R to the A-G to the dash O-N
Still got you open, uhh
[Chorus] w/ Swizz ad libs
[Drag-On]
Uh, uh
I get 'em found, then get 'em lost
I just want his soul, you can keep his corpse
I put it to his mind, now I see his thoughts
You just see a Ferrari, I just see a horse
Blow kush, I'm high as the sky baby
My love's same size as a public library
Yeah my wrist heavy, and my clip's heavy
This is H-dot E-dot, you're so not ready
[Chorus]
[Outro: Swizz Beatz]
Okay, ohh! Ohh!
Got 'em, SHOWTIME! Ohh!
Bounce, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!