Cincinnati (Radio)

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[Hook: Holmskillet] In Cincinnati, home of Jazz Fest and blown spots Bearcats and Bengals, no culture, no hip-hop Black business stopped by cops who roam blocks Niggas scared to pop, this shit's got to stop [Verse 1: Holmskillet] The universal man, I caravan through lands of hate Respected from the sands of Cali to the streets of New York State From the home of funk shit, you thought it was dead We brought it back like resurrection, giving life to these heads In the middle of the riddles, many styles from my locals Collecting data from the greater to create the bicoastal Niggas fronting (Yo, you ain't from here) 'til the answer was handed I manifest, not just Midwest, I represent the fucking planet Holdin' on to my fire, keep my artist inspired Illuminati base and resting place for Roman Empire Whose desire was to lock my soul for something minute That's why I had to relocate but still come back and recruit Some say it's not feasible. I say: people, let's get down Make our dreams come to life through these Hi-Tek sounds We spread the land like disciples, smash and stifle the borders New worldwide music for a New World Order [Hook: Holmskillet] In Cincinnati, home of Jazz Fest and blown spots Bearcats and Bengals, no culture, no hip-hop Black business stopped by cops who roam blocks Niggas scared to pop, this shit's got to stop [Verse 2: Main Flow] Illuminat' provokes tax where action liver than the smoke stacks Bringing dope back, imagine that, no longer broke cats Up in the heart of it, material shit's hard to miss Some kids'll play the Ricky Ross role for part of this I'm deeply into faith, my gangs penetrate '71 and '75, I play the interstates Watching for road blocks, old cops, patrol stops I know a couple heads and sneak them in through loading docks I gotta get mine, that's 1-800-hip-time While others sit blind, cash travels with quick dimes My whole committee's just hoping things'll end pretty No soldier pity, we operate from Cin City They got me time and beast, I keep my eyes on signing lease Combining leaks, and plus I heard 'hind is police Paid from the Buddha bust, it's ludicrous he's using us Cincinnati on the streets, you don't know who to trust [Hook: Holmskillet] In Cincinnati, home of Jazz Fest and blown spots Bearcats and Bengals, no culture, no hip-hop Black business stopped by cops who roam blocks Niggas scared to pop, this shit's got to stop [Verse 3: Dante] It's Cincinnati, Cin City, women pretty with No pity, bitches set you up through a 'mittee, come and Get he, your worst enemy, you're running with he On a field of synergy, look outward inwardly. Me, myself Made a pact when I brought in the stacks, relax Play the back, don't get caught in the act Staying low in the vigor, they ain't knowing a nigga Who ain't catching footballs, running Deion figures No neon glitter, which-way switch-hitter I'm an eon-splitter, little-black-bitch-getter I've been knowing my fate since them days decayed Won back-to-back state and the Rockwell skates Now the Lugers feel great, chatting, Dre escaped But Ohio's fenced-in and we all inmates Walking up Short Vine, niggas catch court fines Missed my court case date, capeas fourth time [Hook: Holmskillet] In Cincinnati, home of Jazz Fest and blown spots Bearcats and Bengals, no culture, no hip-hop Black business stopped by cops who roam blocks Niggas scared to pop, this shit's got to stop
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- Hi-Tek