T.R. - FUNKY HIP-HOP lyrics

[Intro] M.A.N Wa**up... Uh [Verse 1: Maniac] Yo its that old school stuff Talking about when Hip-Hop was interesting Never neglecting, the facts and truth It was respected Rappers was always spitting real sh** Quick Never think i seen an OG who spit bullsh** Now the new school say they be taking over Miss me with that sh** homie, messing with me ? Yo, that's game over Honestly, y'all new boys should go look for what to do I'm busy right now, I'mma kick it back at the verse two Back to the topic, PH knocking Straight up am still rocking with the Hip-Hop of Old Hip-Hop cold, cos Hip-Hop dead Y'all n***as looking at an OG like yo, what he doing over there? Am reppin for the old, am reppin for the new But am still keeping it 100 with the n***as that was true Funky diabolical flows, split into molecules yo I hope you f**ing with it tho, so [Hook: Maniac] One time if you down with us The Old school flow i hope you ride with us Its that funky stuff, all up in your headphones like what the... Old soldier is dead, never gone to his grave but he over here So i came back to resurrect the game Old school over here, y'all n***as be lame Wa**up [Verse 2: Maniac] Well am cooling Feel the vibration when i move in The younger generation needs schooling on how to rap Not talking about they house and clothes, the cars and hoes But really you ain't got none of those, Be Real Chill with the leather and the skinny jeans That sh**'s disgusting, i don't think its worth discussing Talking about the same goddamn thing in all your songs Yo, yo, grab a pen and go write all of your wrongs Its that, fly gang, swag gang, k**er gang All the gangs y'all stressing on really make me mad I used to feel sick in cla** but now am out here dropping cla**ics on your a** Its that OG, tryna make revenue off the avenue called Hip-Hop And you know this OG never gonna stop Now y'all boys move on with your paper Come at me, amma send you straight to your maker [Hook] [Verse 3: Maniac] See Hip-Hop was a shawty that i knew She was hot but cool Linked up with her when i was 13, on my way from school To cut the long story short Hip-Hop became my boo You know when you in a relationship that feels so cool I took her everywhere, everyday Don't take your shawty for jokes but Hip-Hop was always on play Telling me how the old school n***as treated her And how the new school cats be acting like they stupid bruh One evening,took Hip-Hop on a stroll to the park Recall it got dark, but we was chilling Suddenly an OG came out fast He put a gun on Hip-hop's head BANG BANG Hip-Hop fell I fell too, tryna get my baby to a hospital She say "nah nah baby please don't bother' Remember she tried to say I LOVE YOU with the pain When Hip-Hop died, her last wordS were my name MANIAC