This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
Yo, to all the fake ass phonies tryna pass themselves off as real hip hopperz
Gimme a break
With that crap you call craft You pull streams out your ass
With the number of dicks you took You could make fat stacks
No code no values Straight up trash
Repetitive bullshit Man cut the crap
To call it craft and abuse The art of the real crew
Fake phonies showing titties For a fake view
I just see a bunch of Clowns in a zoo huh
Doing anything for clout Whatchu tryna prove?
You ain't got no right To call yourself a hip hopper
You're worse than a Racist fuckin copper
And that is why the Killer's gotta put a stopper
On this bullshit They think is proper
Fools with no tools Only talk about lean and green
Pow! You weren't given Permission to intervene
I won't even make you Lick my boots clean
Your spit ain't worth shit On the mic it's clearly seen
Don't fuck with me Or anybody like me
The real hip hopperz The real emcees
I'll fuck you up man, Lyrically
You won't be alive If I go physically
Don't fuck with me Or anybody like me
The real hip hopperz The real emcees
I'll fuck you up man, Lyrically
You won't be alive If I go physically
I'll say trick or treat? And trick you with a slap on the face
A lyrical slap For bein a fuckin disgrace
If you prefer chin checks Imma give you a taste
Feel the force of my fist Before you get dazed
When you wake up Call me a sensei
Imma slap you again Coz I don't train
Phonies that are Willfully insane
Kissing boots n ass To stay in game
Some punks are lame And don't focus on their flow
Just wanna blabber shit Fuck a word overload man
Well that's how Some shit's gotta go Putting punks in their place
And we gotta show How it's done
Real growth is slow Escalator style that's how I go
My style versatile And that makes you feel low
But don't worry I ain't gon ask you to blow
Don't fuck with me Or anybody like me
The real hip hopperz The real emcees
I'll fuck you up man, Lyrically
You won't be alive If I go physically
Don't fuck with me Or anybody like me
The real hip hopperz The real emcees
I'll fuck you up man, Lyrically
You won't be alive If I go physically
Don't fuck with me Or anybody like me
The real hip hopperz The real emcees
I'll fuck you up man, Lyrically
You won't be alive If I go physically
Don't fuck with me Or anybody like me
The real hip hopperz The real emcees
I'll fuck you up man, Lyrically
You won't be alive If I go physically
Don't don't don't fuck wit me
Don't don't don't fuck wit me
Don't fuck with me Or anybody like me
The real hip hopperz The real emcees
I'll fuck you up man, Lyrically
You won't be alive If I go physically
Don't fuck with me Or anybody like me
The real hip hopperz The real emcees
I'll fuck you up man, Lyrically
You won't be alive If I go physically
Gimme a break
With that crap you call craft You pull streams out your ass
With the number of dicks you took You could make fat stacks
No code no values Straight up trash
Repetitive bullshit Man cut the crap
To call it craft and abuse The art of the real crew
Fake phonies showing titties For a fake view
I just see a bunch of Clowns in a zoo huh
Doing anything for clout Whatchu tryna prove?
You ain't got no right To call yourself a hip hopper
You're worse than a Racist fuckin copper
And that is why the Killer's gotta put a stopper
On this bullshit They think is proper
Fools with no tools Only talk about lean and green
Pow! You weren't given Permission to intervene
I won't even make you Lick my boots clean
Your spit ain't worth shit On the mic it's clearly seen
Don't fuck with me Or anybody like me
The real hip hopperz The real emcees
I'll fuck you up man, Lyrically
You won't be alive If I go physically
Don't fuck with me Or anybody like me
The real hip hopperz The real emcees
I'll fuck you up man, Lyrically
You won't be alive If I go physically
I'll say trick or treat? And trick you with a slap on the face
A lyrical slap For bein a fuckin disgrace
If you prefer chin checks Imma give you a taste
Feel the force of my fist Before you get dazed
When you wake up Call me a sensei
Imma slap you again Coz I don't train
Phonies that are Willfully insane
Kissing boots n ass To stay in game
Some punks are lame And don't focus on their flow
Just wanna blabber shit Fuck a word overload man
Well that's how Some shit's gotta go Putting punks in their place
And we gotta show How it's done
Real growth is slow Escalator style that's how I go
My style versatile And that makes you feel low
But don't worry I ain't gon ask you to blow
Don't fuck with me Or anybody like me
The real hip hopperz The real emcees
I'll fuck you up man, Lyrically
You won't be alive If I go physically
Don't fuck with me Or anybody like me
The real hip hopperz The real emcees
I'll fuck you up man, Lyrically
You won't be alive If I go physically
Don't fuck with me Or anybody like me
The real hip hopperz The real emcees
I'll fuck you up man, Lyrically
You won't be alive If I go physically
Don't fuck with me Or anybody like me
The real hip hopperz The real emcees
I'll fuck you up man, Lyrically
You won't be alive If I go physically
Don't don't don't fuck wit me
Don't don't don't fuck wit me
Don't fuck with me Or anybody like me
The real hip hopperz The real emcees
I'll fuck you up man, Lyrically
You won't be alive If I go physically
Don't fuck with me Or anybody like me
The real hip hopperz The real emcees
I'll fuck you up man, Lyrically
You won't be alive If I go physically
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Real Hip Hopperz Lyrics as written by Srivatsav Malempati
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