Rap Music (Radio Edit) Lyrics

Please turn up the microphone

Yo, lemme kick some rhymes

And talk about some girls

Hip-hop music's on fire

All over the world

Canada


In America

In Europe

People choose it

Africa, in Jamaica

In Japan

People use it

Everybody cheer

Everybody there

Loves Hip-hop music

People over here

People everywhere

They love rap music


Yeah

What you want


A history lesson

That ain't gonna happen

I just feel like kicking rhymes

Yeah, I do that sometimes

So, here I go

I got rhymes of sale

I got rhymes in store

I got lyrics for life

I got lyrics galore

Rhymes in my head

Like butter on bread

Rhymes for the living

Rhymes for the dead

I got a girl named Jilly

Smoked a phat philly

Floating like a lilly

She's dancing jiggy

Jilly's always willie

Hotter than a grilly

We did it on the hilly

I didn't wear a jimmy

Jill's real spilly

Her mans always busy

Her best friend, Suzie

Drives with an uzie!

Suzy gave me booty

Said it was her duty

She's so nasty

This is what she asked me

Have you ever killed a man

Have you ever shot a gun

Have you ever been to prison

Have you been on the run

Have you been a demon

Went and hit your woman

And if she's from the ghetto

Did she stab you with her stiletto

Jills best friend is a liar

She told me I could try her

She said her roof's on fire

And that's what she desire

I did not feel inspire

I pumped her like a tire

Cause I had love for hire

So glad I found a buyer

If she loves you

Then she'll bone you

Online

She'll try to troll you

For that pound

She thinks I sold ya

And for the cash

You think I owe you

If your clutch starts to stick

She'll tow you

If you're a candle wick

She'll blow you

You need stitches

Then she'll sew you

She likes bitches

That's what she told you

She likes girls

She loves them good

Just say the word

And you know she would

Sometimes these girls

Are misunderstood

I'm their carpenter

I've got the wood

I forget lyrics

That comes with age

I'm gonna rage

When I'm on stage

But wait

Tear up the page

Look through the gage

That girl's under age

I got rhymes of sale

I got rhymes In store

I got lyrics for life

I got lyrics galore

Rhymes in my head

Like butter on bread

Rhymes for the living

Rhymes for the dead

Canada

In America

In Europe

People choose it

Africa, in Jamaica

In Japan

People use it

Everybody cheer

Everybody there

Loves hip hop music

People over here

People everywhere

They love rap music

Yeah