Before Hip Hop (Premix) (feat. Ice Cube & Chuck D)

LL COOL J

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    Yeah, shit
    The fuck you talkin' 'bout?

    Before hip-hop, niggas got shot
    Before hip-hop, niggas smoked rocks
    Before hip-hop, my uncle had a drop
    Before hip-hop, homies stood on the block
    Before hip-hop, people smoked weed
    Before hip-hop, I'll get you what you need
    Before hip-hop, pimpin' was goin'
    Before hip-hop, bitches was hoein'

    My style is hostile, your style is docile
    I pull them Glocks out, forgot to box out
    I grab the rebound, I claim to be down
    The guppy, he drown 'cause homie's thee clown
    My pronouns will throw rounds, heartbeats will slow down (yeah)
    Where's the showdown? Your hood is a ghost town
    I'm a Ghostbuster, hit you with the whole cluster
    Turn you into mustard, General Custer
    Chief Blackfoot kick a black rock
    'Cause somehow they responsible for crack rock
    Somehow they wanna blame it on hip-hop
    Before I could talk, they used to Crip walk
    They used to roll dice, they used to flash ice
    Fuck with a chick, she'll cut your ass twice
    They used to pay the price, they used to go to jail
    Hip-hop ain't the reason why we catching hell

    Before hip-hop, girls got knocked
    Before hip-hop, that pussy used to pop
    Before hip-hop, they was on molly
    Before hip-hop, niggas caught a body

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    Hm, shit
    Yeah, right (yeah)
    What you talkin' 'bout?

    They tell you and me it was lots of unity in the Black community
    That shit is lunacy
    They tried to ruin me, got me for my jewelry
    What they did to me, police got immunity
    Early '70s, got him for his leather piece
    Khakis hella creased, it was lots of jealousy
    Boys' bathroom was like a platoon
    The girls' bathroom was like a saloon
    Squabbles all year, September to June
    Niggas on weed, water and shrooms
    Niggas OD'd, had gangs and goons
    Down to send a coon (Zoom) straight to the Moon
    Niggas would holler: Give me a dollar, nigga
    He wanted more than a dollar, didn't take no scholar
    Yeah, motherfuckers had the Chevy Impala
    And they crashed out like: Fuck you, your honor (fuck you, your honor)
    It all happened (Bitch) before they start rappin'
    If they say I'm lying, motherfuckers is cappin'
    Niggas be crying like they was the captain
    But I don't give a fuck, hand that bitch a napkin

    They mad at the mirror, but the mirror don't lie
    Before hip-hop, it was a drive-by
    Before hip-hop, niggas used to die
    Before hip-hop, mamas used to cry
    They mad at the mirror, but the mirror don't lie
    Before hip-hop, it was a drive-by
    Before hip-hop, niggas used to die
    Before hip-hop, mamas used to cry

    (Before Hip Hop) Martin, Medgar, Malcolm shot
    (Before Hip Hop) street profits with choppers and drug spots
    (Before Hip Hop) heroin flooded parks and back blocks
    (Before Hip Hop) cities burned and scorched, the world watched
    (Before Hip Hop) blood splashing, fascist, food smarts
    (Before Hip Hop) corporate bastards count cash, no heart
    (Before Hip Hop) Fred Hampton got blammed in his own spot
    (Before Hip Hop) that's why I don't give a damn if you understand me or not
    (Before Hip Hop)

    I used to dream of selling coke
    Sip of Pepsi on a jet ski, ice like Gretzky, big boats
    Slice 'em, food chain, chef it up, Wolfgang
    Got the recipe for your destiny, let me explain
    No little boy moves
    Don't let them toy with your food
    Don't play with your aims, like a Barbie you can lose
    Teach you how to read the room like literary heirlooms
    Reading hands like Braille
    Corporations for sale, short sighted, tall tales
    My people in private jails
    While these guppies and kitty guppies actin' like born whales
    In waters where LL, riptide, farewell
    Hard to stay current, only serpents and cartels
    Gotta dive deeper, learn to float
    Catch a reefer, spotting sharks
    After dark, it's an art, Mona Lisa
    (Before Hip Hop) Martin laid in Ebenezer
    You lucky I'm rocking parties
    Your body be in a freezer

    Listen here
    Before Hip Hop, brothers still reach for the trunk
    It wasn't just bass, it wasn't just funk
    Sideline for the sidewalks, talking all that junk
    Before Hip Hop, they funk you right on up
    (Before Hip Hop) we fought until we got taught
    The law putting both our black asses in court
    (Before Hip Hop) records still got bought
    33s and 45s, before New York
    Crime news at 9, no neighborhood support
    (Before Hip Hop) we all still came up short
    Before Hip Hop, the cameras, we still got caught
    Drank, smoke, told mama jokes
    Before Hip Hop, cops, we still got choked
    (Before Hip Hop) we still was broke
    Before guns, money, and that goddamn coke
    But don't blame it on Hip Hop, 'cause we still got hope

    They mad at the mirror, but the mirror don't lie
    Before hip-hop, it was a drive-by
    Before hip-hop, niggas used to die
    Before hip-hop, mamas used to cry

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