Ho Hey Ho

You drew a picture of my morning

But you couldn't make my day Hey

I'm rockin' and you're yawning

But you never look my way Hey

I'm lickin down you darlin'

In every single way Hey

Your funny flow is foreign

And a green card's on the way

This ain't got sh*t to do wit shampoo

But watch your head n shoulder

Brother older bold enough to fold ya yo I told ya

A raid afraid of what I made of

Played a plus funky fit so save ya flips and tricks

For that music and the monkey bit

Triggas from the Grilltown Illtown

Some ask how it feels now

How the deal is that we're real so we're still around

Don't lamp wit a freestyle phantom ain't tryin' to be handsome

Shrinkin' what ya thinkin' cause I'm vampin'

I live and die for Hip Hop

This is Hip Hop for today

I give props to Hip Hop so Hip Hop hooray

Ho Hey Ho

You heard a lot about a brother gaining mo' ground

Being low down I do the showdown wit' any little ho round no

I wanna know who you're believing through you're funny reasons

Even when I'm sleeping you think I'm cheatin'

You said I know you're Mr O P P man yo PP man won't only see me man

You should've known ain't hit it and step

That I was wit it a bit not to consider the Rep Heck

I did your partner cause she's hot as a baker cause I'm Naughty by Nature

Not cause I hate cha

You put your heart in a part of a part that spreads apart

And forgot that I forgave when you had a spark

You try to act like something really big is missing

Even though my name's graffiti written on your kitten

I love Black women always and disrespect ain't the way

Let's start a family today Hip Hop hooray ho hey

Hip Hop Hip Hip Hop Hip Hip Hop Hooray

There's many hungry Hip Hoppers one reason Hip Hop's hip top today

Swerve what cha heard cause I ain't bailing no hay

Ain't choppin no crops but still grownin ever day

Here's a thunder sound from the wonders found

From the underground town down the hill

Feel how Illtown drown smiles to frowns

Snatchin' crowns from clowns beat downs are found

Don't know me don't come around

Tippy tippy (pause)

Tippy tippy (pause)

Sometimes creepin' up I eat em up

Your style is older than Lou Rawls

Peace to this one and that one and them

That way I shout out and I didn't miss one friend

Fools get foolish neither them or Parker Lewis knew us

You could have crews wit shoes and can't step to us

Some kitty purr I call em sir too

Any trick that diss gets a curfew

I put my projects for boots step through troops and leave proof

My problem solvers name is Mook

I hittin' woodys in a hoody

Peace to Jesette Jobete Jo-Jo Genae and every hood gee

That's right my fight is ill

Peace goes to L O N S and Quest Nice & Smooth & Cypress Hill

I live and die for Hip Hop

This is Hip Hop of today

I give props to Hip Hop so Hip Hop hooray

Ho hey ho

Smooth it out now