Artist: Drag-On, Swizz Beatz Album: Ruff Ryders: Past, Present, Future Song: Hip Hop [Intro: Swizz Beatz] Ohh! Individuals Individuals Individual time! [Chorus 2X: Drag-On] This is hood hop, this is not pop Need to keep your hands up, this is hip-hop Put your hands up, put your-put your hands up! Put your hands up, put your-put your hands up! [Drag-On] Uh, uh, uh, uh Drag dash, fresh out the kitchen pot My shotgun pellets look like chicken pox I'm a Capricorn GOAT mixed with a ox And my box cutter's not really for a box Them stains on the ground is too much for a mop My momma said I'll spend too much for a drop Cause, that ain't even the whole car I use block money to buy up the whole bar And muh'f**ers tryin to get rid of me mayne My clip still look like Sega Genesis games I'm in my werewolf sh*t! Throw me in the woods I'll come back with a bull's head, no bullsh** [Chorus] w/ Swizz ad libs [Drag-On] Uh, uh People sayin "Drag, hurry up and get back" I eat rappers, drink 'em down with a Swizz track n***as think me and DMX is just actors Swizz found me in the forest tryin to pull the cactus{?} My gun clap like... Put a punk-a** rapper on his back like I know you hear real rap comin back like They say he the best? Oh is that right? Told you I'm a beast, I'm an animal, at night These rap n***as keep beefin over cat fights This is D-R to the A-G to the dash O-N Still got you open, uhh [Chorus] w/ Swizz ad libs [Drag-On] Uh, uh I get 'em found, then get 'em lost I just want his soul, you can keep his corpse I put it to his mind, now I see his thoughts You just see a Ferrari, I just see a horse Blow kush, I'm high as the sky baby My love's same size as a public library Yeah my wrist heavy, and my clip's heavy This is H-dot E-dot, you're so not ready [Chorus] [Outro: Swizz Beatz] Okay, ohh! Ohh! Got 'em, SHOWTIME! Ohh! Bounce, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!