Da Beatminerz - Ova Here lyrics

[Intro] First of all... I don't know WHO y'all saw on this stage before me, alright I don't know WHO y'all are gonna see on this stage after me, true But this is real... hip... hop! Word up I'm gonna find out tonight Where the real Hip Hop [Hook] The real hip hop is (Ova here) The real hip hop is (Ova here) The real hip hop is (Ova here) The real hip hop is (Ova here) [Interlude] Blaow-blaow, blaow-blaow Clear em out; clear 'em out Word [Verse 1] Yo Nelly, you ain't for real and you ain't universal Your whole style sounds like an N'Sync commercial Ignoramus, I'm the baddest with the mic apparatus Challenging the God of rap is madness I'll snatch your status with this ugly looking billboard, you could stop them But I got enough albums to make my own top 10 You limited, like the speed of traffic You bite my style off the radio, so when you speak it back, I hear the static You better Chillout like Chuck, I kick like 3 Norrises One of my 16 bar rhymes is 8 of your choruses Of course it is ridiculous Watch out, I be in the club inconspicuous Gotcha on your hands and knees Ain't it about time for some real emcees? [Hook] The real hip hop is (Ova here) The real hip hop is (Ova here) The real hip hop is (Ova here) The real hip hop is (Ova here) [Verse 2] We on the hunt tonight When you see me coming, I don't front I fight People say I'm contradictory Cause I'm all about peace to say the least with a violent history It ain't no mystery, these rappers wanna get with me My people don't see that all they hear is: "Stop hittin' me! Stop beatin' me Kris!" You want to help my career Nelly? Well, you can help if you don't exist! I think it's 'bout time we stop these pop rappers f** these pop rappers, hip hop does matter To me; does it matter to you, my crew? If it does, you know what the hell to do Throw your guns in the air, pump it like, "Yeah" Let these b**h a** rappers know we in here Go to the shows huh, boo 'em off stage Tell 'em KRS told you they're at the end of they days! Let me tell you, let's give hip hop a lift And don't buy Nelly's album on June 25th That'll send a message back to all them sellouts House n***a rapper, your bottom done fell out You don't even know how I told you I wasn't talking about you then, but I'm talking about you now Blaow! One to the knees, Blaow! One goes right through Even St. Louis don't like you!