Ellay Khule - Hip Hop Veteran lyrics

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Ellay Khule - Hip Hop Veteran lyrics

[Verse 1] You better peep' these vocals Got the game in a choke hold When i'm pulling push, kush Up, word the smoke blows This microphone it soaks flow But only the tight kind Offical d-o-p-e The kind that'll hype find Higher than a kite line The right place the right time Don't walk up to me talkin' bout' bling You know my mic shine Hip hop is the life line Growing and it flowing And everything a**ociated with it I done did it From DJ'ing to beatbox Bombing to up rock Ice T, Def Jef, Ultra Mag', Chubb Rock True school, old school, new school, new rules Hip hop mixed with rock With a jazz and blues fuse You could never fill my shoes Wrong size, wrong fit Yeah, I see that your grown But your on some wrong sh** I should take my tracks to a doctor Cause every songs sick Split domes like a bong hit Or a king kong kick [Chorus] I'm a hip hop veteran Ain't none better than Legendary M.C Do you agree Crank it up a notch Jam it till the speakers pop And the next one it's on me [Verse 2] Talking to me Check your vocal pitch Before this loco flip Rifleman? is so so def Ellay khule is so so sick That bullsh** better say it Cause I ain't going for no more lip Quick your manhood switched up on another mans tip Man up when I speak in poems I leave the weak alone This mans plan has grown To only attack the strong Its on in your headphones Making you party in place Its partly my style Part of the track And part of the ba** I can keep my own pace I stay ahead of the race When these words reverberate They balance straight like chaffe? I keep my cake in the safe I ain't talking bout Duncan Hines In this game its O.T I'm Kobe and its dunkin' time I'm a curse and spit f** the fines Scarface, the world is mine Couldn't pay me a pretty penny To ever drop a dime You could pay to rock the mic Cause that my expertise Khully he studies the words While adamatic he works with beats [Chorus] I'm a hip hop veteran Ain't none better than Legendary M.C Do you agree Crank it up a notch Jam it till the speakers pop And the next one it's on me [Verse 3] When this bomb get released They gone keep my palms green In south central packin heat Like these vietnam streets When its calm when its peace And its wild when we tripping Most are good with there hands And others style is clippin While they pistol pump gripping I'm microphone hipping All you rapper are acting Playing roles like nicole kidman Blowing wigs like a beautician do You better listen fool When i'm dissin you and pay attention too The position of doom Making decisions to rule Get vicious on dude When i'm taking mission with tools I don't rap about shoes f** a air force one But I bet I get it done With this rare force tongue You follow the trend Me I follow the pen And the speaker wobble again Because the Volume of 10 Raised back in the days To the ways of the new This ones on me But the next ones on you [Chorus] I'm a hip hop veteran Ain't none better than Legendary M.C Do you agree Crank it up a notch Jam it till the speakers pop And the next one it's on me