Lirik Lagu H.i.p.h.o.p - KRS-One
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[KRS] Yeah that's the one -- yo Thor-El just just check your mic
Verse One: Thor-El
So you wanna be the million dollar man, kid what's your planMake a deal with the devil settle for a hundred grandNot enough I call your bluff, hit you with the stuffDeal with this and think you're tough, gimme a call when things get roughYou get no Vette and, if I could stay leadedI'm leavin rappers one-legged from fakin like the prostheticyou're artificial by cripple, rap is like your pistolGrim Reaper, I got the whistle, death I pull no tissueHit you, like the Mac-11, MC's subtract by sevenCallin callin for the reverand, lookin at hell like heavenI'm on the map, makin it like the crazy on the trackOh what the hell I get my mail while I raid you til it crack
Chorus: KRS and Thor-El
H, I, P, H, O, P, we areH, I, P, H, O, P, we are
Verse Two: KRS-One
C'mon, uhhDead two in the head before some A&R tell meI must give up the streets you lift the company can sell meWhat's the sense in being large if you can't take a risk?Thinkin a risk upon a disc means you're written off the listI'm not sayin you can't have your fame and glory just don't bore mewhen I come to see you live, and I paid twenty-fiveThat's, crazy loot Kris is saying I don't play those gamesKilling Rhyme Sessions is the meaning of my nameBut don't call my name in vain, cause I will appearAnd your livest MC will get slain right hereSee I do the homework, and I do the extra creditYou could sell a million records, and still can't set itCause the Lex or Beem is probably just the matches and a Jeep soI'm sure your rap career now if they come before your peopleOhh Lord!! You can't be thinkin about BillboardWith the mic cord, and several thousand people just boredBeing dope live is like being insured for lifeYou always get called back twice, you are
Chorus 2X
Verse Three: T
Verse One: Thor-El
So you wanna be the million dollar man, kid what's your planMake a deal with the devil settle for a hundred grandNot enough I call your bluff, hit you with the stuffDeal with this and think you're tough, gimme a call when things get roughYou get no Vette and, if I could stay leadedI'm leavin rappers one-legged from fakin like the prostheticyou're artificial by cripple, rap is like your pistolGrim Reaper, I got the whistle, death I pull no tissueHit you, like the Mac-11, MC's subtract by sevenCallin callin for the reverand, lookin at hell like heavenI'm on the map, makin it like the crazy on the trackOh what the hell I get my mail while I raid you til it crack
Chorus: KRS and Thor-El
H, I, P, H, O, P, we areH, I, P, H, O, P, we are
Verse Two: KRS-One
C'mon, uhhDead two in the head before some A&R tell meI must give up the streets you lift the company can sell meWhat's the sense in being large if you can't take a risk?Thinkin a risk upon a disc means you're written off the listI'm not sayin you can't have your fame and glory just don't bore mewhen I come to see you live, and I paid twenty-fiveThat's, crazy loot Kris is saying I don't play those gamesKilling Rhyme Sessions is the meaning of my nameBut don't call my name in vain, cause I will appearAnd your livest MC will get slain right hereSee I do the homework, and I do the extra creditYou could sell a million records, and still can't set itCause the Lex or Beem is probably just the matches and a Jeep soI'm sure your rap career now if they come before your peopleOhh Lord!! You can't be thinkin about BillboardWith the mic cord, and several thousand people just boredBeing dope live is like being insured for lifeYou always get called back twice, you are
Chorus 2X
Verse Three: T
