Flip Flop

Hip hop and you don’t stop
Spending your money on honeys and big rocks

Hip hop; please spend your dough
On those that you owe, that mined the diamonds you show?

Hip hop. Would you please stop?
Claiming you’re ghetto, when I know that you’re not

Hip hop, you used to be out of control
The voice of the people, a sequel to punk rock.

Hip hop, your milk’s going sour
You poisoned the grass your cash cow devours

Hip hop, you spiked it with greed
Now the cow start starts to bleed, it's going weak at the knees

Hip hop; how do you keep from going under?
Because you’re an institution now, not a renegade undercover

Hip Hop; You’re only keeping real
With the Ninja Tunes on the wheels of steel

Hip Hop: You’re harder to find
Too deeply mined by megalomaniacs unkind