Cute Is What We Aim For Hip Hop At Ihop
Yo, we just flossed this shit.
It's a new beat, track, what have you...
Word up. Hope you like it (word).
Straight, straight up.
If I had headphones,
I'd like for you to turn them up...
But I don't...
So f..ck you.
Speak up!
(Brother Shaant)
Word up, word up.
I have a substance in my ceiling,
But I don't remember buying it.
I don't remember putting it there;
I wonder how it even got there, anywhere.
It's beating the shit outta my head,
And it's beating the shit outta my brain.
Shit!
Beating the shit, shit, shit, shit, shit...
But managing to overcome
Of being upset with what I have done.
It's just the beginning.
And when people can't relate,
I hold the mistakes to be great.
But my glass is still half full,
And this sip is still a mouth full,
And I can't open mine until I swallow.
But now I am given time
To plan the words that will follow...
And they might be shallow,
Or they might be hollow.
