Jerry "Wonda" Duplessis - Rip Rock lyrics

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Jerry "Wonda" Duplessis - Rip Rock lyrics

[Intro: Canibus] Rock! Rock! Rock! Rock! [Verse 1: Canibus] Jump up and down if you love the sound We Rip and Rock until we tear sh** down Rip Rock stands for Hip Hop mixed with Rock 'N' Roll I'm hardcore to my inner soul Hold on as I swerve outta control Directly into the unknowns of a black hole All my real n***as with f**ed up neurotransmitters Waving Glocks and swastikas I'ma take twenty shots of this hard liquor And swigga till I'm drunk as the Pississippi River Even though I know the sh** is f**ing up my liver Tomorrow when I wake up, I won't even remember How I got home or where I got this tattoo of a mic on my arm from Or when I f**ed them b**hes last night, I should of used a condom (I guess not) Now that's what I call Rip Rock! [Chorus 1 (x2): Canibus] Rip, Rock, Rip (c'mon) Rock Rip, Rock, Rip (c'mon) Rock Rip, Rock, Rip (c'mon) Rock Rip (c'mon) .. Rock! (yeah) [Chorus 2 (x2): Canibus] You want Rock 'N' Roll? (We got it) You want Hip Hop? (We got it) You wanna wreck shop? (We got it) We got it got it We got it got it got it {*guitar interlude - like a heavy metal snake charmer's song*} [Canibus] C'mon! {*echoes*} Rock! Rock! Rock! Rock! [Verse 2: Canibus] I want you to s**er-punch whoever you standing next to If you ready to rock with a ReFugee rebel A Navy Seal underwater in a submarine vessel sh**ting on n***as above sea level I'm tired of you MCs talking about loot I'm tired of you corny drug-induced Rap groups I'm tired of the lies, the cries, the screams Tired of getting my name misspelled in magazines I'm tired of you two-faced disc jockeys Non-believers, s**ing on my arch enemy's penis You know who you are, I'm talking to you You need to recognize I'm tryna introduce something new Something I would sacrifice my life and die for Something if I was already dead I would rise for Something that would make a fool a hundred times wiser Something that will help all mankind to prosper I die with laughter, looking at you wack MCs With your craft unmastered, ba*tards Hip Hop in it's rarest form Crossbreeded with Rock 'N' Roll, now Rip Rock is born Motherf**ers! Chorus 1 Chorus 2 [Outro: Canibus] C'mon! {*echoes*} C'mon! C'mon c'mon c'mon! {*echoes*} (Yeah!) C'mon! {*echoes*} C'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon! {*echoes*} (Yeah!) C'mon! Rip Rooooooooooooooooooock!