Home Brew - That's Not Hip Hop lyrics

Nah, fuck you g i'll steal your bike, cunt
Cause, I’m a fuckin tagger, straight g
I've been to prison, yea (Underground shit)
My uncle g fuckin Mt eden g

See I really wanna make hit's like Phaze I I
But, I ain't ever gonna be no Che Fu
So fuck makin hit's, I’m just tryna make do
Last time I had a hit
(What?) so did Babe Ruth
It's real, I just wanna make a cool hundy mil
And get paid to make hit's like Sonny Bill
But, it's ill havin no cash flow
Tryna make a hit
S'like havin no asshole, tryna take a shit
They won't play it if the artist ain't smokin
Even if the track's produced by Beethoven
They want nothin but that same lame crap
If Mozart was hot
Bet they'd prolly play that
So I’m sick of writin songs with


No hook and no gimmick
Need to write a track with a
Dance to go with it
(You) gotta admit it man
It’s all about your funds
And shit don't sell unless you
Talk about your guns so blaow!

See don’t nobody wanna make the music anymore
Cause everybody busy tryna hit the jackpot
And ain't nobody rhymin anymore
Cause everybody makin money while they
Sellin all the crack rock
And don't nobody buy it from the store
They'd rather steal it from the poor
And download it on their laptop
See everybody tryna make the money
Actin funny on the telly
But that’s not Hip Hop

Cash (That's not) ass (Hip Hop)
Lookin flash nah, that's not Hip Hop
Thugs (That's not) sellin drugs (Hip Hop)
In the clubs nah, that's not Hip Hop

See I bet I'd have a hit
If I was hot like Ne-Yo
But, I'm not, so I gotta go pop like Ceelo
Tryna make the little teens
Scream like I'm Tito
Maybe I should get some whipped
Cream and a Speedo
Cause even if you're tighter than
The jeans on a emo they ain't listenin
You might as well speak in Latino
What you needa do is get a dream and a ego
Then you can be the fool on TV like Steve-O
You could have the cream and
The keys to an Evo
And groupies on the top 16 on your Bebo
All you gotta do is act mean like Pacino
And rap about how you sell P by the kilo
Cause that's what the kids like
And sellin your soul's the only way to
Make it outta this shit life
You wanna shine, you ain't even gotta rhyme
All you gotta do is sign the dotted line
It's like

See don't nobody wanna make the music anymore
Cause everybody busy tryna hit the jackpot
And ain't nobody rhymin anymore
Cause everybody makin money while they
Sellin all the crack rock
And don't nobody buy it from the store
They'd rather steal it from the poor
And download it on their laptop
See everybody tryna make the money
Actin funny on the telly
But that's not Hip Hop

Cash (That's not) ass (Hip Hop)
Lookin flash nah, that's not Hip Hop
Thugs (That's not) sellin drugs (Hip Hop)
In the clubs nah, that's not Hip Hop

Uh, yeah
See I'm a thug in the club, sippin bub
Gettin rubbed in the tub that's not Hip Hop
I got my toolie
Gettin groovy with the cutie with
The booty like a movie
Nah, that's not Hip Hop
See I'm a Mack in my black Cadillac
With my hat to the back
Nah, that's not Hip Hop
I'm on parole, gettin dole on the low
Sellin dope by the O nah, that's not Hip Hop

Nah, fuck Home Brew bro (Yea)
Fuck nah, that's whack g (Home Brew shit)
Cause, I'm a tagger, bro (That's not Hip Hop)
Fuckin, my whole life g
Fuck, check out my Bebo page
I'm the fuckin man (Nah, that's not Hip Hop)
Tagger, fuckin stab you cunt