DJ Premier - Anthem lyrics

[Verse One] We're back Hip Hop. Doo rags or a fitted? Nikes or tims, rims or new lenses B-boys, B-girls. Haters be gone I'm droppin' worldwide conquest on my new album Read between the lines when it drops. Now come With me on this journey to my final outcome Southern rap is some trash if you don't know where to find the real (gasp) Been waitin' to attack record labels, it's a blood bath Let them set up hecklin' for my cash We as a people are defined by our craft We let that slip away, I'll reteach the whole cla** Blue collars, f** the white collars put on spike collars Y'all my dogs right? (Holla!) There's got to be an oddity what happened to lettin' the record scratch like the lottery Tickets is honestly a given up quality? It's robbery, not with me DJ spins when I'm on a beat, honestly anatomically Slaughtering the wannabes on to me, pondering. Wondering Around until I'm lost in beat k**in' off MCs Just for wantin' beef, or tryna talk to me It's got to be the saddest thing of all I've seen in Hip Hop [Choruse] Hip Hop, Hip Hop Lyricists are in Hip Hop, Hip Hop Wordsmiths are in Hip Hop, Hip Hop Put your hands in the air for Hip Hop, Hop Hip Hop, Hip Hop Lyricists are in Hip Hop, Hip Hop Wordsmiths are in Hip Hop, Hip Hop Put your hands in the air for Hip Hop, Hop [Verse Two] I seldom held in the words in my melon Tellin' felons "Bring it!" I want the beef You hear me? I'll scream and yell it Fellas do you get it? You stupid? Well I can spell it, check it: D-I-double Z-Y, boy I'm hailin' From the Ville and you can see why I'm a villain If you when send me to hell then Cause I'll be damned if I'm beaten, or you see me failin' This games a body all the rappers are the head then I'm the core of course like I was the solar plexus C-M-E, we combine so many cultures we're like lyrical Chex Mix Check this: Seein' people run to the shelves when myself hits Is like seein' a fire in a hotel, my CD would be the exit People runnin' to it, tramplin' others. They can't help it I like my head safe, should I carry a helmet? Y'all BBs to pellets, and I'm the only bullet in a chamber To penetrate ya vest. I'm an angler I got you hooked, I pull the strings and I'm uh hang ya On the flip side, on my ships side I'm the anchor Hold it down for my team so all of y'all are in danger in [Chorus] [Verse Three] Nobody's seen the late night rhymin' I'm like a mime, cause I could create this even if I was silent Kind of like a Myan, cause I predict an end to your lives and That only goes for whack rhymers tryna get some time in This thing I call life, and this my stylin' Rush ya but I'm never stallin' If I was a fallin' star with a caffeine buzz I'd never calm it Too energetic, poetic. My people down without a medic I said it. If you had a fetish it would be defeat Do you get it? Nah you probably didn't Spittin' with this grimace. Inches from a different dimension Did I forget to mention disses? Nah, never that. Listen Where drawing close to the end but this is only one song Hip Hop? Hip Hop is never endin'