Hip-Hop Body Rock

[Canibus]
Hip-Hop, do that body rock //
Jam on it, Keep smoking //
Hip-Hop do, that body rock //
I been gone for a while, but I'm still in style //
Hah //
Hip-Hop, do that body rock //
Jam on it, Keep smoking //
Hip-Hop do, that body rock //
I been gone for a while, but I'm still in style //
Hah //
[Canibus]
Yeah, c'mon now, get on down //
Can-I-Bus, back with the Hip-Hop sound //
Twenty-years deep in this culture, compulsive //
Every day, this was the dream that I woke with //
Outside chilling, B-Boy's spinning //
Pretending not to notice the supreme-choice women //
I rep the Rude Boy Natty Dread posse //
And the [___A___] Zombie's behind me //
Turn the lights up, pick the mic up //
Get them hyped up, looking for the right cut //
I don't like much, but I love to bust //
At the crowd 'cause they love the rush //
The markings on my arm was drawn //
They symbolize the art of Hip-Hop in it's rawest form //
We can take it to the stage like we going to war //
Low crawling through the crowd we perform on tour //
Come correct with the rhyme, they remember the flow //
I was gone 'till November, six December's ago //
So //
[Canibus]
Hip-Hop, do that body rock //
Jam on it, Keep smoking //
Hip-Hop do, that body rock //
I been gone for a while, but I'm still in style //
Hah //
Hip-Hop, do that body rock //
Jam on it, Keep smoking //
Hip-Hop do, that body rock //
I been gone for a while, but I'm still in style //
Hah //
[Canibus]
Every day is a piece of eternity that we control //
That's why rap music feeds the soul //
D.J. drop needle, I shock people //
There's a mic doc in the house, and he's not legal //
Canibus just entered the building ya'll //
If you looking for the illest star, feel me ya'll //
I get a call, slide through Diego //
Hit the Bay off, with something less than a day old //
Here's a hot one for you to hold //
The super-emcee SuperBowl, winner takes all //
The Fahrenheit nine, eleven, rhyme weapon //
The underground give me credit when I'm sound checking //
I feel like it's now or never //
The rhymes stay clever when the wisdom-teeth grind together //
Go to sleep, I can't go to sleep unless I write something //
Then stay awake, I can't stay awake unless I recite something //
I can't recite something without tight substance //
When I'm busting, I leave motha fucking mics busted //
[Canibus]
Hip-Hop, do that body rock //
Jam on it, Keep smoking //
Hip-Hop do, that body rock //
I been gone for a while, but I'm still in style //
Hah //
Hip-Hop, do that body rock //
Jam on it, Keep smoking //
Hip-Hop do, that body rock //
I been gone for a while, but I'm still in style //
Hah //