Ova Here

Lyrics

First of all, I don't know y'all saw on this stage before me, aight?
 I don't know y'all gonna see on this stage after me, true?
 But is REAL HIP HOP! Worrrrrd UP!
 I'm gonna find out tonight, where the real hip-hop
 + (live response)
 The real hip hop is ova (Here!!!!)
 The real hip hop is ova (Here!!!!)
 The real hip hop is ova (Here!!!!)
 The real hip hop is ova (Here!!!!)
 Blaow Blaow!!! Blaow Blaow!!! Clear em out clear 'em out!!! Word!
 Yo Nelly! You ain't Fo'Reel and you ain't Universal
 Your whole style sounds like a N'Sync commercial
 Ignoramus
 I'm the baddest
 With the mic apparatus
 Challengin' the God of rap is madness
 I'll snatch your status
 With this ugly lookin' billboard you could stop them
 But I got enough albums to make my own top ten
 You limited, like the spread of traffic
 You bite my style off the radio so when you speak you bet I hear the static
 You better chill out like Chuck, I kick like three Norrises
 One of my sixteen bar rhymes is eight of your es
 Of course it is ridiculous
 Watch out, I be in the club inconspicuous
 Gotcha on your hands and knees!
 Ain't it about time for some real MCs?
 + (live response)
 The real hip hop is ova (Here!!!!)
 The real hip hop is ova (Here!!!!)
 The real hip hop is ova (Here!!!!)
 The real hip hop is ova (Here!!!!)
 (Uh!) Uh! We on the hunt tonight
 When you see me comin', I don't front – I fight
 People say I'm contradictin, cause I'm all about peace
 To say the least
 With a violent history
 It ain't no mystery
 These rappers wanna get with me
 My people don't see that; all they hear is: "Stop hittin' me!
 Stop beatin' me KRS!"
 You want to help my career, Nelly? Well, you can help if you don't exist!
 I think it's 'bout time we stop these pop-rappers
 Fuck these pop-rappers!
 Hip-hop DOES matter to me!
 Does it matter to you
 My crew?
 If it does, you know what the hell to do:
 Throw your guns in the air!
 Pump it like, "yeah!"
 Let these bitch ass rappers know we in here!
 Go to the shows huh, boo 'em off stage
 Tell 'em KRS told you they at the end of they days!
 Let me tell you: let's give hip-hop a lift
 And don't buy Nelly's album on June 25th
 That'll send a message to all them sellouts
 House nigga rapper, your bottom done fell out
 You don't even know how!
 I told you: I wasn't talkin' about you then, but I'm talkin' about you now!
 Blaow! one to the knees! Blaow! one goes right through!
 Even St. Louis don't like you!!!!
 

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Song Details

Duration
02:56
Key
1
Tempo
85 BPM

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