Hoot hoot
This one real special right here
Hoot
Uh huh uh huh uh uh
Uh huh uh huh uh uh
One three and it don't stop
Ay yo TrYbe and we won't flop
Word to GYB we on top
And DJunk boy he go on and on
This that real Hip Hop drop a beat and I won't not kill it
What Callon B in the building
And I came with the realist reveal these bomb lyrics
My palms itching I'm calm but the God prepared to start rippin
It's on till the break of dawn or until the beat break stops spinnin
Even then it ain't the end I'm so timeless
Shit is forever like diamonds
You can't rock it like B and as we proceed
Ill expose all the fake and the phony na na na na na
I fell in love with rap when I was seven
By the seventh grade my class mates thought my rapping was impressive
Ch ch check it I'm a student of the game
And I study Hip Hop and my lifes forever changed
I do it for the greats I need a list with my name
A wall with my face you can keep the fame
And it don't stop
Ay yo TrYbe and we won't flop
Word to GYB we on top
And DJunk boy he go on and on
One three and it don't stop
Ay yo TrYbe and we won't flop
Word to GYB we on top
And DJunk boy he go on and on
Look I took that classical Hip Hop from my tape deck
Corded mics pen and pad and piano shape that
It was from humble beginnings
My pop and uncle repping bars to befitting
And I'm wishing in my position I could show them I'm lifting mine too
Yes I can my reply to if I kick it
You should see my composition its like Tetris with the lyrics
Therapeutic poetry harmonizing I act alone
Alto to Baritone and those just the saxophones
Uh theta classics bombarded the masses
Rooted from Zulu Nation from Bambaataa to Captain
Shepard the vision but the homies needed to caption
The DJ Emcee B-Boy brought the movement to fashion
It started off as a hobby but now it became a mission
In school I used to be tardy but tardy means that you missing
And missing don't play a part in the body of work we giving
To posit something inspiring and body is how you live it uh
And it don't stop
Ay yo TrYbe and we won't flop
Word to GYB we on top
And DJunk boy he go on and on
One three and it don't stop
Ay yo TrYbe and we won't flop
Word to GYB we on top
And DJunk boy he go on and on
See the funky rolled up on me like a sunny Saturday
Uncle Byrn had the joint stuffed and Magic on replay
Joints jams or cuts couldn't even roll a blunt
All it took was Crucial Conflict yelling smoking on that hay
Hey hey hey hey Fat Albert with the thick and deep
She had no clue the lyrical matter could make her fiend and freak
Pristine and sweet I set her off with another beat
Hip Hops the King better yet the Dream
Dripping sauce off sky hooks better than Kareem
TrYbe is the movment GYB the culture
Discussing real Hip Hop just chisel our sculptures
The message is everlasting I prepped it before I gassed it
Serving knowledge like its Scholastic
Hitting four by fours Marvell Fantastic
Paper or plastic bagging all you bums
Had to remind y'all I started doing this just for fun
And it don't stop
Ay yo TrYbe and we won't flop
Word to GYB we on top
And DJunk boy he go on and on
One three and it don't stop
Ay yo TrYbe and we won't flop
Word to GYB we on top
And DJunk boy he go on and on
Callon B - On and on (feat. B James & D Waun) Lyrics
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Hoot hoot
This one real special right here
Hoot
Uh huh uh huh uh uh
Uh huh uh huh uh uh
One three and it don't stop
Ay yo TrYbe and we won't flop
Word to GYB we on top
And DJunk boy he go on and on
This that real Hip Hop drop a beat and I won't not kill it
What Callon B in the building
And I came with the realist reveal these bomb lyrics
My palms itching I'm calm but the God prepared to start rippin
It's on till the break of dawn or until the beat break stops spinnin
Even then it ain't the end I'm so timeless
Shit is forever like diamonds
You can't rock it like B and as we proceed
Ill expose all the fake and the phony na na na na na
I fell in love with rap when I was seven
By the seventh grade my class mates thought my rapping was impressive
Ch ch check it I'm a student of the game
And I study Hip Hop and my lifes forever changed
I do it for the greats I need a list with my name
A wall with my face you can keep the fame
And it don't stop
Ay yo TrYbe and we won't flop
Word to GYB we on top
And DJunk boy he go on and on
One three and it don't stop
Ay yo TrYbe and we won't flop
Word to GYB we on top
And DJunk boy he go on and on
Look I took that classical Hip Hop from my tape deck
Corded mics pen and pad and piano shape that
It was from humble beginnings
My pop and uncle repping bars to befitting
And I'm wishing in my position I could show them I'm lifting mine too
Yes I can my reply to if I kick it
You should see my composition its like Tetris with the lyrics
Therapeutic poetry harmonizing I act alone
Alto to Baritone and those just the saxophones
Uh theta classics bombarded the masses
Rooted from Zulu Nation from Bambaataa to Captain
Shepard the vision but the homies needed to caption
The DJ Emcee B-Boy brought the movement to fashion
It started off as a hobby but now it became a mission
In school I used to be tardy but tardy means that you missing
And missing don't play a part in the body of work we giving
To posit something inspiring and body is how you live it uh
And it don't stop
Ay yo TrYbe and we won't flop
Word to GYB we on top
And DJunk boy he go on and on
One three and it don't stop
Ay yo TrYbe and we won't flop
Word to GYB we on top
And DJunk boy he go on and on
See the funky rolled up on me like a sunny Saturday
Uncle Byrn had the joint stuffed and Magic on replay
Joints jams or cuts couldn't even roll a blunt
All it took was Crucial Conflict yelling smoking on that hay
Hey hey hey hey Fat Albert with the thick and deep
She had no clue the lyrical matter could make her fiend and freak
Pristine and sweet I set her off with another beat
Hip Hops the King better yet the Dream
Dripping sauce off sky hooks better than Kareem
TrYbe is the movment GYB the culture
Discussing real Hip Hop just chisel our sculptures
The message is everlasting I prepped it before I gassed it
Serving knowledge like its Scholastic
Hitting four by fours Marvell Fantastic
Paper or plastic bagging all you bums
Had to remind y'all I started doing this just for fun
And it don't stop
Ay yo TrYbe and we won't flop
Word to GYB we on top
And DJunk boy he go on and on
One three and it don't stop
Ay yo TrYbe and we won't flop
Word to GYB we on top
And DJunk boy he go on and on
This one real special right here
Hoot
Uh huh uh huh uh uh
Uh huh uh huh uh uh
One three and it don't stop
Ay yo TrYbe and we won't flop
Word to GYB we on top
And DJunk boy he go on and on
This that real Hip Hop drop a beat and I won't not kill it
What Callon B in the building
And I came with the realist reveal these bomb lyrics
My palms itching I'm calm but the God prepared to start rippin
It's on till the break of dawn or until the beat break stops spinnin
Even then it ain't the end I'm so timeless
Shit is forever like diamonds
You can't rock it like B and as we proceed
Ill expose all the fake and the phony na na na na na
I fell in love with rap when I was seven
By the seventh grade my class mates thought my rapping was impressive
Ch ch check it I'm a student of the game
And I study Hip Hop and my lifes forever changed
I do it for the greats I need a list with my name
A wall with my face you can keep the fame
And it don't stop
Ay yo TrYbe and we won't flop
Word to GYB we on top
And DJunk boy he go on and on
One three and it don't stop
Ay yo TrYbe and we won't flop
Word to GYB we on top
And DJunk boy he go on and on
Look I took that classical Hip Hop from my tape deck
Corded mics pen and pad and piano shape that
It was from humble beginnings
My pop and uncle repping bars to befitting
And I'm wishing in my position I could show them I'm lifting mine too
Yes I can my reply to if I kick it
You should see my composition its like Tetris with the lyrics
Therapeutic poetry harmonizing I act alone
Alto to Baritone and those just the saxophones
Uh theta classics bombarded the masses
Rooted from Zulu Nation from Bambaataa to Captain
Shepard the vision but the homies needed to caption
The DJ Emcee B-Boy brought the movement to fashion
It started off as a hobby but now it became a mission
In school I used to be tardy but tardy means that you missing
And missing don't play a part in the body of work we giving
To posit something inspiring and body is how you live it uh
And it don't stop
Ay yo TrYbe and we won't flop
Word to GYB we on top
And DJunk boy he go on and on
One three and it don't stop
Ay yo TrYbe and we won't flop
Word to GYB we on top
And DJunk boy he go on and on
See the funky rolled up on me like a sunny Saturday
Uncle Byrn had the joint stuffed and Magic on replay
Joints jams or cuts couldn't even roll a blunt
All it took was Crucial Conflict yelling smoking on that hay
Hey hey hey hey Fat Albert with the thick and deep
She had no clue the lyrical matter could make her fiend and freak
Pristine and sweet I set her off with another beat
Hip Hops the King better yet the Dream
Dripping sauce off sky hooks better than Kareem
TrYbe is the movment GYB the culture
Discussing real Hip Hop just chisel our sculptures
The message is everlasting I prepped it before I gassed it
Serving knowledge like its Scholastic
Hitting four by fours Marvell Fantastic
Paper or plastic bagging all you bums
Had to remind y'all I started doing this just for fun
And it don't stop
Ay yo TrYbe and we won't flop
Word to GYB we on top
And DJunk boy he go on and on
One three and it don't stop
Ay yo TrYbe and we won't flop
Word to GYB we on top
And DJunk boy he go on and on
Writer: BRADLEY JAMES, CALLON NANNY
Copyright: Lyrics © GYB GOT YOUR BACK PUBLISHING, O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © GYB GOT YOUR BACK PUBLISHING, O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave