HipRockSoul

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Evidence] Feel the heat wave bang from all angles Eye to eye we can't see You don't speak the language Certified West Coast official From Rose to 4th Ave For those who don't know That's Venice to South Central It's all Hiprocksoul fa' sho For shows we stretch, get set then ready to blow The main event front row the lady's know It's the Dilated Peoples and 4th Avenue Jones' [Verse 2: Rakaa] Block off the streets Evacuate the buildin' I'm like Robert Johnson at the crossroads dealin' Here it comes Catch that Hiprocksoul feelin' Like J.J. and James Brown chillin' Steal dealin' The streets full of these fiends Got 'em strung out Rakaa still pullin' these strings It's the music gettin' 'em high Givin' 'em wings It's dope 4th Avenue Expansion team [Chorus] They say we out of control Cause we won't do what we told Man we just gotta be bold And make Hip, Hop, Rock, Soul Now when we travel the globe People be coming in droves They sick of what they hearing it's old They want Hip, Hop, Rock, Soul [Bridge] We hip-hop'n with some rock and a lot of soul We not timid cause' we got to be bout' our role As visionaries cause our peers all vision-less And hypocritical with theirs but we livin' this [Verse 3: Tena Jones] Follow the rainbow to the pot of gold Get tangled in a web of deception that strangles Losing our hearts for art pursuing commerce Hip hop started in parks flowin' in Converse I'm puttin' money in my mom purse too But I give a hundred at my concert you Gon' hear me comin' with a bomb verse And when my band loud knockin' Tena have the crowd rockin' I got love for hip-hop Love for my people who be subbin' this Even love for the critics who just love to dis I love club D.J's cause they love our hits Haters wanna separate us like the bloods and crips But aww naw/ divided we fall It's hard for me to understand it like Dance Hall Why don't we take back culture they stole And make Hip, Hop, Rock, Soul [Chorus] They say we out of control Cause we won't do what we told Man we just gotta be bold And make Hip, Hop, Rock, Sou Now when we travel the globe People be coming in droves They sick of what they hearing it's old They want Hip, Hop, Rock, Soul [Verse 4: Ahmad Jones] Watching T.V. with the Avenue we wonder Does anybody have a clue I wanna Make some music for your mind that's new Because I'm tired of how anything goes now Why everybody afraid? Dun' sold out try'na get paid But I was raised not to be a slave If talent mattered we'd run it cause yo we been better Me and the Jones get punished for being trendsetters Tell you what's dumb is A -n- R's who spend hundreds of thou' on rappers that's played out The crowd want us Avenue band head up ready to stand for All of you fans fed up oughtta demand more We represent poor people that can't tour in grandeur Hoping our songs open a slammed door And 'til the fat lady is singing her solo Gon' rock your curb if you suburban or in a Lo-Lo They kept telling us change we told 'em no though Got dropped, survived by staying wise and did it for dolo Now we free and that's the number one goal With this Hip, Hop, Rock, Soul [Chorus] They say we out of control Cause we won't do what we told Man we just gotta be bold And make Hip, Hop, Rock, Soul Now when we travel the globe People be coming in droves They sick of what they hearing it's old They want Hip, Hop, Rock, Soul