Hardcore Hip Hop

[Verse 1: Large Professor]

To hell with the alternative rapper, I make the style blacker
When playtime's over, I take your mind back to the norm
And where the artform was once invented
Well now hardcore payment in New York by minute
Brought turntables out and hooked mics up, God
Blessing the less fortunate to write something hard
Don't forsake it, you roll with the funk you can't fake it, kid
We've been putting in mad time like a state bid
For hours, and not to let all the powers that be
Tell us what, where, when, how it should be
Man, you've been hoodwinked if you thought you couldn't bring
That potent dosage, and still get the wood grain
They honest, people speak in ebonics
Ain't that a blip, P will save the beat to a data chip
Fuck all the pillow, small talk and the chatter chit
When it's time to get it popped off, dude you gotta get

[Hook]

(The hardcore rap music that make your ears ring)
(My sound is strictly hardcore underground)
(Large Pro, with the hardcore sound)
(The hardcore, you've waited all year for)
(It's the hardcore rap music that make your ears ring)
(My sound is strictly hardcore underground)
(I flip the hardcore shit so little punks can know)
(Large Pro)

[Verse 2: Large Professor]

How I'm rappin', I'm mentally slappin'
The shit out of them nappin'
Lip-flappin'-ass weak cake napkin
Boys to envoys hear the sound of my voice
Echoing through the 'jects while I'm Tonka toys
Got favored and played with on that gay shit
I was out on a ghetto vacation
Away from them stiff suit-and-tie men
Who sit and scrutinize our lives
Not knowing they could get brutalized for that
Low as the kicks and high as the hats
Explosion hits, you've got no haps off the meat racks
I don't rhyme no more, I eat tracks
Leaving washed-up bums on the bench with heat packs
And still getting greenbacks for sho'
Straight from Queens like Pastor Jo'
So when you pass the dro to your man with your hat real low
Listening to the Pro with the accurate flow, you rep

[Hook]

[Outro: Large Professor]

Oh man! This that fire!
Word!
(Large Pro)
I don't see how them dudes gonna be able to operate!
(I flip the hardcore shit so little punks can know)
(Large Pro)
Large Professor does it again
You can chalk that as another win
(The exotic, funky)
Marco Polo!
Yo fame, where you at?
Marcoooo Pooooloooooo!
(I flip the hardcore shit so little punks can know)
(Large Pro)
Hardcore hip hop