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I Do It For Hip Hop (co-starring Nas and JAY-Z) (Album Version (Explicit))

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I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop Now this is what they call poetry in motion My soul bleeds on the paper, heart screams with emotion It's my daily devotion, that verses stay deeper than the ocean So hip-hop, you owe me a promotion Yeah, I do a little boasting and bragging What's all the commotion and nagging about? 'Cause I'm still the champ in the South 'Cause rappers get in the booth and I keep dragging 'em out Where they fired and these pink slips I'm handing 'em out 'Cause this is theater of the mind Consider it a sign of what's to come next My money's just fine, bank filled with dumb checks Terrorist threat flow, proceed to drop bombs like Mr. Funk Flex But I don't do it for the money, I do it from the heart I do it with the beatbox, I did it from the start I do it for the DJs, I do it for the charts The Van Gogh flow, Luda do it 'cause it's art I do it for the fans, I do it on command I do it for the front row, I do it for the stand I spit it for the hood, I do it for the block And since nine years old, I did it for hip-hop I don't do it for the cars and the fancy drops I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop And I don't do it for the chains and the flashing rocks I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop They say I'm so low-key, I'm socially awkward Only niggas who really know me who I talk with They smile in the light, hate in the dark You call it beef, to me it's just a fucking walk in the park 'Cause you are who you are when nobody's looking That's who you are, so when the cash and the cars is gone The day after tomorrow, don't be asking to ball Ski mask get hard like the way you rapping your bars I could ride on you and whoever, devise new endeavors I'm as live as a hive full of predators Twenty thousand different species of bees Some have poisonous stings, some just pollinate leaves Like rap, some just buzz, some will attack Compromise they own life, in fact Sixteen years since my first sixteen Pardon the rest of my niggas, but I'm the best who ever did it I don't do it for the cars and the fancy drops I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop And I don't do it for the chains and the flashing rocks I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop Hip-hop started out in the park We used to do it to avoid the narcs I used to do it so the homeboy Clark Could get the fuck off my back while I knocked off these packs I used to rap to impress my friends To pass the time while I was getting it in Just so happens I'm so illegal with the pen They ain't want me doing anything illegal again I lost a lot of dogs to these streets I got Grammy awards on these beats Thank God for Kool Herc Without this shit I probably would've got murked Shout out to Grandmaster Flash and the Cass And even Jazz bum ass Hip-hop helped me wash my rocks These other rappers couldn't wash my socks That's why I took the number one spot The realest shit in rap comes from my voice box Lord knows when I was on my clock I probably never would've stopped, thank God for hip-hop I don't do it for the cars and the fancy drops I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop And I don't do it for the chains and the flashing rocks I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop I do it for hip-hop