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for what it was - shrlock lyrics

[intro]
yeah check it out
this goes out to all the brothers out there
who believe in real hip hop
check it, ’cause me and my clique
we been doing this thing for like ten years or some change now
representing rva and right about now
we going to show you how it felt growing up in richmond
and the impact it had on us
so yo, it goes a little a little something like this

[verse 1]
check it, no one really knows where it all began
back with afrika bambaata and kool herc my man
but somewhere in new york a spark lit up
and rappers came from outta nowhere geared to tear it up
pioneers like busy bee and the treacherous three
grandmaster flash and the run dmc
’cause they paved the way for hip hop music as we know it (word)
so it’s up to us to try best to walk on it (come on)
i used to go to jams rolling deep with my troops
dressed in kangols, sh-ll toes and adidas suits
late afternoons, busting the fat tunes
kicking freestyles in the skating rink bathrooms
’cause back then it was real, there were no limits
now there’s a million mcs and everybody’s got a gimmick
all i wanted to do was bust my flavor like the rest
now my flow is dope but back than i was fresh
i be one of the baddest rappers on this mic in a while
’cause most of these brothers keep on playing out their sound
they ain’t got no format, they’re biting off the rest
sounding like snoop, stretch, redman and das efx, i can’t stand it
coming up acting like it’s the bomb [?]
what a&r lost his mind and gave you a contract?
you must be tripping on pcp
’cause if it was up to me g, you wouldn’t have no cd
i ain’t no new jack, i thought you knew that
i paid my dues black, remember back in the days when i performed and i got booed at
but don’t be lookin’ on down on me kid, like it’s a pity
’cause even brothers as large as biggie get booed in other cities
that’s just the way it is in the biz
if you stay real with yours, then the next man will stay real with his
some rappers set up the law but yo that [rep?] a lie
it’s like seeing ol dirty bas’ in a suit and tie
’cause i ain’t coming for fancy cars and gold chains
i just want to rock, maybe get a spot on ‘soul train’
’cause if you’re good, you’re good, and if you ain’t, you ain’t
get it, ’cause i couldn’t kick it if my heart wasn’t in it

[hook]
this is for what it was and what it used to be
this is for what it was and what it meant to me
this is for what it was and what it used to be
that true hip hop that’s what i represent g

this is for what it was and what it used to be
this is for what it was and what it meant to me
this is for what it was and what it used to be
that true hip hop that’s what i represent g

[verse 2]
i used to sneak out the crib just to go to the jams and wave my hands
didn’t give a d-mn about about final exams
try to be the fly guy dressed in my levis
go to the show and after party’s at the e.i
just a little shorty sipping on c-cktails
i wanted to be like ll when he was hot as h-ll
or maybe like that other brother krs one
my favourite jam by pe was “my uzi weighs a ton”
strolling to the party sipping bacardi and ice
doing [?] “cold gettin’ dumb” by just ice
i’m on the dance floor with this s-xy, young hottie
come on shorty, just show me what you got
the dj’s on the turntable’s cutting la di da di
ups time to go, somebody got shot
but we ain’t give a d-mn, we was still rock the spot
outside busting freestyles in the parking lot
i used to get my father’s old records out the attic
and sample old grooves and tunes even with the static
i was like a addict, i had to have it
’cause hip hop was flowing through my bloodstream rapid
i try to maintain and keep this rap thing true
new york might be dope but richmond brothers got flavor too
’cause it don’t matter where you’re from,, it’s where you’re at
and what difference does it make, just as long as my style is fat
i got to give props to all the brothers in my crew
like donni, jerry and cilli just to name a few
i can’t forget [?] and treck and dichillin [?] craig g they might get ill
some people might not like my sound
but like a brother jerking off in the inner tube, they gonna come around
’cause i ain’t try to go out like john gotti
so i gotta please myself ’cause i can’t please everybody
i want to see my name up in lights
and the crown high until the day i retire my mic
the whole shatterproof clique rolling on the tour bus
and only real mcs is down with us
like my man k style he’s down with us
i can’t forget g man he’s down with us
my brother chip fab is down with us
’cause busting fat flavor is a must
i got to give props to all hip hop pioneers
and those that managed to maintain over the years
just stay chill, keep writing what you feel
kick it how you live it and keep that thing real

[hook]
this is for what it was and what it used to be
this is for what it was and what it meant to me
this is for what it was and what it used to be
that true hip hop that’s what i represent g

this is for what it was and what it used to be
this is for what it was and what it meant to me
this is for what it was and what it used to be
that true hip hop that’s what i represent g

[outro]
shatterproof representing
and you don’t stop come on

- shrlock lyrics

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