Hip Hop 101

Lyrics

[Intro: Blayze One] Do they even do this shit anymore? Blayze One, Ridiculous, and your boy Z Come on man [Verse 1: Blayze One] Look I do this shit like [?] says Guess my vocal chords, they meta-human While bars I talk a depth to life Like show me where a better room is Blayze consume on death and puter And they smell me and my efface moving I'm up a room and got between em Our mixes before I bless the students I'm Legion Boom I sweep the broom across the booth off dubees Off plaques and spoons and active goons you gotta lеase it to me The choppеr doom I coughed her too Then free-falling fully I'm off of fumes They got for rooms to bring my dollars to me I spit these bars like Xanax 16s into ass like spandex Moonwalking I saw their planets Start pumping this ether through me I'll break these syllables down now Till they introduce me Talking more profound than a preachers mouth fore they hit the pussy I'm intertwining with dinner signing A boss for pics These bitches wining, a talking -gina these rappers is I'm gold mining for cold rhyming A bombers shit I'm rope climbing Y'all elevators at top yet [Hook: Z & Blayze One] (x2) Flip the lip hip The hop it don't stop Throw yo hands up Rock the beat [Verse 2: Z] Aye where you been yo? I've been where the money at Trynna keep these lights on Not dealing with these funny cats And they mumbo jumbo mumble fucking with they dummy raps This that food for thought yo Hit you where your tummy at Said I had to run it back Cause the game is rolling fast So I beast mode come running back Crumbs is getting snatched And i want the pie too The rise too Every ounce and every strain and all the fans you lied to If real recognize real then all I see is my familiar My A1, days 1s you real unfamiliar Feeling like I'm back in my element Might get my hand and I'm bringing back that excellence Z play the track and Blayze on his flexing shit 24 inch Python squeezing on they neck and shit A little press and twist will end that mess real quick Dump the body and we out this bitch [Hook: Z & Blayze One] (x2) Flip the lip hip The hop it don't stop Throw yo hands up Rock the beat [Verse 3: Dikulz] Yeah With the new year brings new students Time to meet Mr.Dikulz Class is in session And I want ass in seats It's summer school for you dummies who couldn't pass with D's You had a chance to advance You'd rather pass the lean Now you that one kid who mumbles when he's asked to read They soft served you the bowl I gotta urge caution You'll break your teeth on these bars It's like I curb stomped em I do what rappers don't do, I use my words often Nowadays that's too much for dumbos they want that mumbo jumbo Fuck em y'all been [lied?} to No wonder you can't annunciate When your tongue is caked in some shit from all the bum you (ahhh) Kids'll eat it up cause it's fake And that's the saddest story So I'm on the head what y'all wear The one that's mandatory Think rich is holding a rack Shit Sum change to the one that's holding the mass Go met sax Fool you by the image they selling You better know the facts Half the Freshman class is just failing, nothing will hold em back [Hook: Z & Blayze] (x2) Flip the lip hip The hop it don't stop Throw yo hands up Rock the beat [Bridge: Z & Blayze] (x4) Flip the lip hip The hop it don't stop [Hook: Z & Blayze] (x4) Flip the lip hip The hop it don't stop Throw yo hands up Rock the beat