I say: Hip-hop (don't stop), I say: Hip-hop (don't stop)
I say: Hip-hop (don't stop), I say: Hip-hop (aaw)
I'll be funkin' it up like George Clinton the p-funk All Star
Show me the microphone and I'll show you how far, I can take it
Watch me make it so sweet, than when we break into beat
You see I'm up-to-par
And I know what time it is because I'm rhyming this
I'm always dropping words where they belong because my timing is impeccable (respectable)
Every time I get up I get down, I've been called a spectacle around town

Yo, Willard and Tilly, I-defy and the Phillies
Come together with a new thing. Isn't it silly
That two suburbanites, who rock like Masonite
Are keeping it tight all morning, noon and night?
Alright, let me just get to the point
I'm employed by Medea just to rock the joint
From the days of three-brainers, big boys and hard gainers
The juice of never-ending entertainers

Hip-hop (don't stop), hip-hop (don't stop)
C-a-s-h-t-I-l-l pass me the mic and let me begin to get funky
Not just a beat junkie
But there's a good chance
There's a little bit of punk-in-me
The pub near the city where I'm living, beautiful woman
Keep comin' up to me sayin': Aren't you that dope MC?
And I say: Yeah

Everybody speak of a breakdown
This hit's a shakedown
Gotcha in a takedown
Get you in the mix
The party never quits
The revolution will be televised -
I throw back to 8-bits
Now Look before you leap, 'cause I'm on top of the heap
They're all sheep that all bleat for the beat that I keep
And you better brought your loot, 'cause the bill is pretty steep
You know I ain't giving it cheap
What up peeps? And all you cool kids (that's it)
I'm sellin' my service so come place your bids
We don't bump the bass, we just bump the mids
So never poke fun about the way I live
They call me cash till, 'cause I don't have any
Got a collection of hits
And I never made a penny, so follow me and your ears won't deceive
As we lead hiphop into the next century

Spare no expense for the perfect sound, your ready to unravel
Too tightly wound, yeah
I know you wanna move when the record spins 'round
'Cause you know our turntables weigh eighty-three pounds
Right now?
Now I'm gonna say: Hip-hop don't stop, hiphop don't stop, hiphop don't stop