Hip Hop by Jones (Rapper) Lyrics
I just wanna make love. I just wanna make love
What’s sleep cause I ain’t getting it
If she in heat I ain’t hitting it
Screamin fuck em, fuck em, fuck em all. That’s what my dog say
Fuck it, nail em to the cross is what the law say
Steady focused on the wrong things
Misdirected effort can turn into the wrong dreams
Looking for a wife. I should be looking for a mentor
Looking at the Bible every night, I wish it meant more
I mean the sky is is bright, but it’s dim for the kids whose only light at night is the 10-4
I been sitting in this empty condo for months
Back and forth I’m yelling at God. What you want?
We done bargained enough
Took my older brother and my first love
A couple shots at my uncle head. If that wasn’t enough
Got a letter from the Dean that told me take some time off
Round the time my momma turned my grandma life support off
Make Love. To Hip Hop. I just wanna make love to hip hop. (repeat)
It’s time that we call on our leaders
Culture is power complete with love in the hour you need it
And we won’t tolerate neither gentrification of spaces, continued languish of people
Did too much for this country my brothers mustn’t be feeble
Still bussin’ the sequel
Displacement hurtin our people
Can I roll in my beemer and live the shit that I’m speaking?
Now she can tell that I’m thinking while in her waves and I’m sinking
Lost a lot to this world. Found hip hop so we even
I just wanna make love to hip hop
What’s sleep cause I ain’t getting it
If she in heat I ain’t hitting it
Screamin fuck em, fuck em, fuck em all. That’s what my dog say
Fuck it, nail em to the cross is what the law say
Steady focused on the wrong things
Misdirected effort can turn into the wrong dreams
Looking for a wife. I should be looking for a mentor
Looking at the Bible every night, I wish it meant more
I mean the sky is is bright, but it’s dim for the kids whose only light at night is the 10-4
I been sitting in this empty condo for months
Back and forth I’m yelling at God. What you want?
We done bargained enough
Took my older brother and my first love
A couple shots at my uncle head. If that wasn’t enough
Got a letter from the Dean that told me take some time off
Round the time my momma turned my grandma life support off
Make Love. To Hip Hop. I just wanna make love to hip hop. (repeat)
It’s time that we call on our leaders
Culture is power complete with love in the hour you need it
And we won’t tolerate neither gentrification of spaces, continued languish of people
Did too much for this country my brothers mustn’t be feeble
Still bussin’ the sequel
Displacement hurtin our people
Can I roll in my beemer and live the shit that I’m speaking?
Now she can tell that I’m thinking while in her waves and I’m sinking
Lost a lot to this world. Found hip hop so we even
I just wanna make love to hip hop