Hip-Hop

[Verse 1: Slimz]
Don't get it twisted, it's still third eye shit
Just cause I'm an underdog, don't mean I won't bite shit
Fakes tryna hide it
Asking what I do it for Hip-Hop's a side chick
Sayin' that Trap took the game on some hype shit
I be on some wise shit, seeing through despised mist
Fakes wanna try shit, lies that they try kick
Sayin' that I fell off, I'm back like rising
Say I changed the style on some rough shit - Try this
All my G's riding, we ain't never hiding
Had to get away, im getting tired of the sirens
Tired of the hyping, tired of the snitching
Getting tired of the lying
Sayin' that they got my back, that's bullshit I got my own
And I want my own - Slimz coming for the throne
Darg chasing for the bone
I be in my own zone showin' imma blow - (Underestimated)
S to the Z fam i elevated, they don't want to elevate
They just want to celebrate
Can't put the work in
Everyday im working
They dont see it working
Im focused on my shit imma make it that's for certain -
Hurtin, fakes in the game
Say they bout the streets - I ain't heard about your name!
Me I been the same just wiser, insane more fire
Blame it on the higher, got the heart of a lion
You best hear my roar...
Fuck what you heard it's about what you saw like

[Hook: Slimz]
Yeah
Just chill wit it
Just chill wit it
Just chill wit it...
And it's Hip-Hop
Yeah, it's Hip-Hop
And it's Hip-Hop
Yeah, it's Hip-Hop
Uh!

[Verse 2: Slimz]
Don't get it twisted, I'm still bout my business
Writing on my hit list, they want me blacklisted
Problem to the game spittin' real, yeah I bring this
Underdog - They don't wanna see me when I swing pissed
This tapes just a taste of what I got to come
Showin' setting levels, fam it's got to be done
Caus I'm only sixteen, tryna make quick P
Get lizzy, know I gets busy
Got fire with the beats I got em asking "Who's He?"
New to the scene that S to the Z
Bringing something that they need to see, come clean
You can still get jacked, get wrapped with the beam
Caus I'm straight from the streets, they had me moving crud
More times had my face down in the mud
Everyday chased my the jakes it was fucked
Started making beats it was only out of luck
Young G make it off the block - That's wassup!
And show em what you got, you can never give it up
Caus i know you go hard, know you got bars
Just started to find yourself, soon to be a star
Caus i see who you are, wounds healed into scars
You just need to wake these fuckers up and show em like
Lard gard, have mercy!
Have mercy, make em' wanna burst heat, real till the hearse G!

[Outro]