I.G. Off - Hip Hop Till I Die lyrics

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I.G. Off - Hip Hop Till I Die lyrics

[Intro] Check it out yo. For the 9-7 heads. We be the highest [Verse One: I.G. Off] My words hit like uwhops so stay out of my way It's A Party like that joint by Busta and Zhane For my music and my homies I got more Love than Monie You can be as Rich as Tony but life can still be lonely We party relieve the stress Some of the pain and unhappiness We party to relieve the pain I can't keep partying off my brain So check it Spinna hooked up the track and we connect like a chain And if I can I'ma bag a shorty cause ain't no shame in my game It's straight boogie Nothing but love and it's all cool Producers go home with broke necks, I make thugs do dance moves I bless the children, give me five minutes of your attention Everybody won't dance though cause some just like to listen I'm too hot to handle, too cold to hold I can't afford Cris' and I can't afford Mo' But we can take this out on the dance flo' Where we can do it all night till you can't no more [Hook] Keeping hip hop till I'm dead and gone "yeah" Can I touch a million minds when I perform? "yeah" Do the Jigmastas party all night long? "yeah" Do we wreck every stage we standing on? Keeping hip hop till I'm dead and gone "yeah" Can I touch a million minds when I perform? "yeah" Does the Bronx party all night long? "yeah" Do we wreck every stage we standing on? [Verse Two: Hazardous] I come from the land of the starving k**ing and the robbing Maybe it's me but these clowns look shook like Dennis Rodman Life is deep so I surround myself with my peeps Let my inner speak, hold it down with an ink pen like a [?] Move heads like rollerblades in crowds Like hand grenades from back in the days Like when I used to rock the skin fade with the waves See my moms ain't happy been raising kids all her life Can't remember a day she wasn't right She will always be my sunlight So kiss the floor I come from the under and that's the core They like Atari 26, I'm like Nintendo 64 Sick of the watered down tracks, all the hoes with no flows Chicken head bimbos with videos like strip shows I lounge uptown The Bronx that's where I rest my crown And the day my flesh shell collapse to the ground I'm locking Hell down [Hook] Keeping hip hop till I'm dead and gone "yeah" Can I touch a million minds when I perform? "yeah" Do D.C. party all night long? "yeah" Do we wreck every stage we standing on? Keeping hip hop till I'm dead and gone "yeah" Can I touch a million minds when I perform? "yeah" Does Atlanta party all night long? "yeah" Do we wreck every stage we standing on? [Verse Three: I.G. Off] Sitting in the house, all day long Puffing on l's and singing rap songs I know a lot of girls and a handful of freaks But they know till the day I die the highest will always keep it street [Scratching] "I cold turn the party on out" - Big Daddy Kane 'Just Rhymin' With Biz' [Verse Four: Hazardous] There's nothing like the females that scream and shout Nothing like going to every show and turning it out Nothing in the world like the feeling that's why I love it the most I'm talking 'bout hip hop the culture, not about a coast MC's rock parties, most rappers sound like trash When I grab the mic I bring Rick James out your a** Old school is not what we emulate We don't need gimmicks to penetrate I don't care if you down with Jermaine Dupri there's no Xscape Everybody wanna live Nobody wanna give I got smarts like I just did a 10 to life bid I sport N.I.K.E Blow spots like the K.I.D Cause ain't nothing like a party in the N.Y.C [Hook] Keeping hip hop till I'm dead and gone "yeah" Can I touch a million minds when I perform? "yeah" Do Chi-Town party all night long? "yeah" Do we wreck every stage we standing on? Keeping hip hop till I'm dead and gone "yeah" Can I touch a million minds when I perform? "yeah" Does Cali party all night long? "yeah" Do we wreck every stage we standing on? [Scratching] "I cold turn the party on out"