Aloe Blacc - A Dedication lyrics

This is dedicated to the number one thing in my life So close to me that you could call it my wife It's dedicated to the one that I wake with and sleep with Every morning I get up and I brush my teeth with Even when I'm watching the thundercats and heathcliff Eating my rice crispies in the living room seat with Battle with and when it's time to split blaze a saddle with, If we was out in the midwest I'd tip cattle with The one I sip tea with and used to climb trees with Dedicated to the one I fell out of them trees with One love to the thing that kept me most out of trouble Invested time and effort and it paid back double I dedicate this to the culture and people and the music The b-boys, the b-girls, graffiti and the movement Dedicated to the old school it just don't stop This is a dedication to hip hop When I was just a snot nose youngin runnin around They called me little rock, the dopest little b-boy in town We had a crew we used to be putting linolium down We battle for beef but always leave the street with a pound Taking the crown for the fame and representing the name Late night meet at the tracks to rock the Santa Fe train Pull out your sketch or freestyle it if you think you got game Find a spot to claim or cap a s**a toy if it's lame Don't even wait for it to dry just take a flick and be out quick Make it to Unity before the line gets too thick Back in the day it used to be a Lincoln just to get in Nowadays you lucky if less then ten Meet my boys on the inside greet them with hip hop salutations Made up of hand shake combinations Looking for the spot where the circle is formulating The true essence a symbol of the hip hop nation. I don't know what life would be like without hip hop Without the kick and the snare with out the pop lock Without the chirp and the flare without the up rock Without the fist pump and head bop when dope beats drop I don't know what I would do without a microphone Without the underground spots and feedback tones Without the bus without my walkman and my headphones Without the different crews that be representing in every zone I don't know what I would be without the culture Without graffiti scribbled on desks, books, and folders Without the stickers and t-shirts and posters Without the battle between east and west coasters I don't know where we would be without the beat box Without the Yes yall, and you don't stop Without the way we dress and walk, the way we talk I don't know what life would be like without hip hop