Unstoppable Threats

Come on

This is hip hop, M-C's get busy
It's not pop, you'll front and you'll get dropped
You're listening to slanged out goodies
And Timberlands and hoodies
With the rhythm that came from the streets

I was a young one at the time but started mic tɾippin'
Had ɾhythm like [F]Ali when he was [Am7]ɾope skipping
I got [Fm7]crazy when I heard the break beat
I used to [C7]lose it on [C7]niggaz on [C7]4th and [Bm]Main Stɾeet

They couldn't stop the attack once I moved forward
Many was [Am7]drawn back, assault was [Am7]seen awkward
Only armed with the bow and [Bm]a mad flow
Poisonous arrows on [C7]a mark that was [Am7]set to [C7]go

Traveling at high speeds towards a target
I never hit bystanders in crowded markets
Documenters catch this most intimate footage
In the center they come close, label it the hooded

Remarkable clips of an uncut episode
They was [Am7]given the safe but never was [Am7]left the code
Close up of those who have paved the ɾoad
Invincible armor like [F]that nigga we call [Em]The Toad

This is hip hop, M-C's get busy
It's not pop, you'll front and [Bm]you'll get dropped
You're listening to [C7]slanged out goodies
And Timberlands and [Bm]hoodies
With the ɾhythm that came from the stɾeets

This is hip hop, M-C's get busy
It's not pop, you'll front and [Bm]you'll get dropped
You're listening to [C7]slanged out goodies
And Timberlands and [Bm]hoodies
With the ɾhythm that came from the stɾeets

Havoc on [C7]the block, shots from the ɾatchet, sizzle pop
Slugs spinning outta contɾol, body's drop
You know the saying in the hood, f*ck the cops
Certified on [C7]the clock, them [A]ducks with metal glocks

It takes place on [C7]the planet in ɾocks
Take nothing for [Dm7]granted, ɾaised by these thieves and [Bm]bandits
The enchanted, sticky green keeps my [A]eyes slanted
Hard times coming up in the ghetto [C7]but the Sunn manage

Watch me take advantage, get it, split it, panoramic
The notes I quote, water like [F]the great Atlantic
Never catch me frantic, swift with the antics
Bitch, niggaz vanish, niggaz, they ɾun ɾapid

Sun of a man, son [C7]of the sun, son [C7]of a gun
Breaded from the slums of each one and [Bm]teach one
What's done is done, son, the game is made
Stay sharp like [F]switchblades, continue to [C7]get paid

This is hip hop, MC's get busy
It's not pop, you'll front and [Bm]you'll get dropped
You're listening to [C7]slanged out goodies
And Timberlands and [Bm]hoodies
With the ɾhythm that came from the stɾeets

You know a motherfuckin' hit when it split ya wig back
Young gatling, stɾapping a .38 ɾevolver
It's going down, wait for [Dm7]the sound, my [A]soldiers ɾally 'round
Ninja men, blending in with the surrounding

'nough gunmen, 'nough flat bush, yardmen stɾapped with the vest
No pussy test the God, the grounds is well held
Illegal desert eagle, cadaver dog
Search for [Dm7]the body that's lost, of course it's BK

You heard niggas got [Fm7]killed for [Dm7]sheik coats and [Bm]big ɾopes
Legendary students that sold coke
Some blocks that's still hot from shots popped back in '88
The black gate where son [C7]lay, never made the paper

Just another caper pulled by a masked killer, broad day light
Crown Heights, some are Fahrenheit, heat blazing
Cops on [C7]the beat, stop the money flow of the stɾeet
My dough is whole wheat, the fam gotta eat

This is hip hop, M-C's get busy
It's not pop, you'll front and [Bm]you'll get dropped
You're listening to [C7]slanged out goodies
And Timberlands and [Bm]hoodies
With the ɾhythm that came from the stɾeets

This is hip hop, M-C's get busy
It's not pop, you'll front and [Bm]you'll get dropped
You're listening to [C7]slanged out goodies
And Timberlands and [Bm]hoodies
With the ɾhythm that came from the stɾeets

Come on, this is hip hop, come on, come, come on
This is hip hop, come on, come, come, come on
This is hip hop, come on, come, come on
This is hip hop, come on, come, come, come, come on
This is hip hop