Jay Rock - The Real Hip Hop (Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse 1: Jay Rock] Did you meet Rock from Cali to Italy? It'd be like something you've never seen, literally Soul brother, this rap sh** is like a cult But I don't give a sh**, I'll wear it like a coat You know, I'm so hip hop I love it to d**h From a DJ Scratch to graffiti on yo set B boys that could spin on they head, you know the best I had the karaoke machine, recording ca**ettes Fill up my cup like support for breasts I reflect back like when n***as used to flow for respect But its all marketing now, if you ain't got a gimmick No whats his name, you ain't got a image Probably won't last a minute Then you wonder why these old-heads, wonder whats happening with it Back in the day, when a album came out, yo you had to get it Prior to iTunes my room full of LP's Like a Marvin's pawn shop All thanks to my mom's pawn shop Boppin' on it since birth And I'm all in on hot More cuts than a club sandwich Hit it cause all you industry thugs damage Live from the 310, and we wan't more Like eeeny miney, serve anybody Hand me they keys, I'm only trying to unlock my dreams but Ha ye Ab Soul Top Dawg E-N-T