Hip Hop is dangerous, should be respected and cherished Keep it tucked in your pocket for the next to inherit Sacrifice what I write, a Martin on the terrace Dreams have been built and many of us perished No pun intended, it's a rough path to heaven So I studied all my lessons, earned a button with a seven I be a father figure, Mr James Evans We ain't go nowhere, we them same legends The climate of hip hop since done changed But the art and the bars will still remain Feel the wrath of the cane As it travels through your veins Champagne salute to those who whetered the game We call it hip hop, was sent out the dark We call it hip hop, was sent out the dark We need that gangsta music Don't let them filter the spirit Tell your favourite hype stations In the hood, I wanna feel it Support can bring a brother to tears Rap glaciers of ice that been melting for years Hip Hop is the master, evolution's constant And the scene compelling They say New York really lost it So we sat at the table with the top heads and bosses To save the Def Jams when the bosses got exhausted 'Bout to address this Don't let me open up the faucets Pass the torch, get on my grind and I endorse it Back from the state penn Cooking with my apron Catching the jackpot Introduce the elder statesman Cats wanna deal, wanna peel back a vocalist I never slip slide when I ride and I open it Triple XL on the Dell on my poker chip Thought process got depth for a scholarship Squeeze in, burn it, shotgun permits I buy a hoodie, I never copped German I used to run through life like a blind man But now I walk like i'm stepping on quick sand Bullies, get fully loaded with lead Jackpots, scud bottom, I'm two steps ahead Anticipate, don't wait, don't let the bubble drop I'mma hit more shots than a rookie cop We call it hip hop, was sent out the dark We call it hip hop, was sent out the dark Hip hop, was sent out the dark