Salute, Part II
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Yeah, they talkin' about rap
We don't rap, it's not about rap
We livin' it what they talkin' about
It's not about causin', doin' what you
Read about in newspapers and magazines
It's here, it's reality
This is our form of nature, this is how we live
"Salute, salute"
Now everybody on Earth wanna rap
We birthed all of that, knocked up the game and cold broke its back
Gang Starr, with Billy Danze and Big Slap
Word to Laze, Big Scoob and big gats
You didn't whip it right, so pick up the pace
Word to grimy niggas, they wanna stick up the place
Word to hip-hop, plus a crib that's laced
Primo's breaks, activate the mental to solve
We got credentials galore, fuck a small venue tour
Yet and still, I be at the around-the-way spots
Near where niggas be slingin', innocent get hit by stray shots
And brave cops protect the community
While corrupt cops be harassin' you and me
Pullin' me over in front of the crib
In front of my neighbors, askin' for favors
Here's a cassette and why you question my behavior?
Pursuin' me, tryin' to catch me off-guard
I shrug scars, you see a lot of hoes at thug bars
I don't care what these beats might do
We'll son you, plus I see right through
It's what it means to me and M.O.P. just to get at rep
Nigga, you best to step, nigga
"Salute" "Holdin' it down" "Phony-ass rappers"
"I'm dead serious" "Finish him"
"Is this hip-hop?" "Hell no, this is war"
"Heavy artillery in my vicinity"
"Holdin' it down" "Phony-ass rappers"
"I'm dead serious" "Finish him"
"Is this hip-hop?" "Hell no, this is war"
"M.O.P."
Ayo, the game is called survival (Survival)
I admit, as a soldier, I done a lot of shit
To the so-called tough dude, I ain't mad at you
But I wish I wouldn't have had to do the shit I had to do
It's true, I would jump up in a Bamma
And travel miles of road to unload this hammer
And I notice colors when they glance
At the baby boy of Haddy and Frank Danze
I won't stress the blazin'
But I would think about what size slug best fit the occasion
(It's so amazin') That it doesn't worry me
Pop shit like Wendy Williams 'til you niggas bury me
(Who we be?) What? What's wrong, nigga?
(First Family) Come on, nigga (Ain't nothin' cute)
My niggas is ready to shoot for the love of the First Family thugs
Salute
"Holdin' it down" "Phony-ass rappers"
"Yeah, I'm dead serious" "Finish him"
"Is this hip-hop?" "Hell no, this is war"
"Yeah" "Heavy artillery in my vicinity" (C'mon)
"Holdin' it down" "Phony-ass rappers"
"I'm dead serious" "Finish him"
"Is this hip-hop?" "Hell no, this is war"
"Heavy artillery"
Before you slit your wrist, nigga, imagine this
M.O.P., Gang Starr (Danze) hazardous
Thugs that got love for this hip-hop and shit
Makin' words rhyme at the same time poppin' shit
I used to go to jams and drop grammar
Before I left, niggas told me (Boy, take your hammer)
Sure 'nough, shit got rowdy
Dumped off my first clip at a house party
I love this rap shit, though, the love is clear
But fuck the parties, my nigga, I'll lost a brother there
Only if I'm gettin' paid (That's right)
And the shit gon' benefit the trade
I'll snatch a mic, turn it out, bet
Even have you smooth niggas fuckin' up your shoes and your outfit
I be the Brownsville slugger signin' out
Nigga, act like you know what I'm about
Salute
"Holdin' it down" "Phony-ass rappers"
"I'm dead serious" "Finish him"
"Is this hip-hop?" "Hell no, this is war"
"Heavy artillery in my vicinity"
"Holdin' it down" "Phony-ass rappers"
"I'm dead serious" "Finish him"
"Is this hip-hop?" "Hell no, this is war"
"Heavy artillery in my vicinity"
"Holdin' itβ Holdin' itβ Holdin' it down
Holdin' itβ itβ it down
Holdin'β Holdin'β itβ down
Holdin' it down
Holdin' it down
Holdin' it down"
We don't rap, it's not about rap
We livin' it what they talkin' about
It's not about causin', doin' what you
Read about in newspapers and magazines
It's here, it's reality
This is our form of nature, this is how we live
"Salute, salute"
Now everybody on Earth wanna rap
We birthed all of that, knocked up the game and cold broke its back
Gang Starr, with Billy Danze and Big Slap
Word to Laze, Big Scoob and big gats
You didn't whip it right, so pick up the pace
Word to grimy niggas, they wanna stick up the place
Word to hip-hop, plus a crib that's laced
Primo's breaks, activate the mental to solve
We got credentials galore, fuck a small venue tour
Yet and still, I be at the around-the-way spots
Near where niggas be slingin', innocent get hit by stray shots
And brave cops protect the community
While corrupt cops be harassin' you and me
Pullin' me over in front of the crib
In front of my neighbors, askin' for favors
Here's a cassette and why you question my behavior?
Pursuin' me, tryin' to catch me off-guard
I shrug scars, you see a lot of hoes at thug bars
I don't care what these beats might do
We'll son you, plus I see right through
It's what it means to me and M.O.P. just to get at rep
Nigga, you best to step, nigga
"Salute" "Holdin' it down" "Phony-ass rappers"
"I'm dead serious" "Finish him"
"Is this hip-hop?" "Hell no, this is war"
"Heavy artillery in my vicinity"
"Holdin' it down" "Phony-ass rappers"
"I'm dead serious" "Finish him"
"Is this hip-hop?" "Hell no, this is war"
"M.O.P."
Ayo, the game is called survival (Survival)
I admit, as a soldier, I done a lot of shit
To the so-called tough dude, I ain't mad at you
But I wish I wouldn't have had to do the shit I had to do
It's true, I would jump up in a Bamma
And travel miles of road to unload this hammer
And I notice colors when they glance
At the baby boy of Haddy and Frank Danze
I won't stress the blazin'
But I would think about what size slug best fit the occasion
(It's so amazin') That it doesn't worry me
Pop shit like Wendy Williams 'til you niggas bury me
(Who we be?) What? What's wrong, nigga?
(First Family) Come on, nigga (Ain't nothin' cute)
My niggas is ready to shoot for the love of the First Family thugs
Salute
"Holdin' it down" "Phony-ass rappers"
"Yeah, I'm dead serious" "Finish him"
"Is this hip-hop?" "Hell no, this is war"
"Yeah" "Heavy artillery in my vicinity" (C'mon)
"Holdin' it down" "Phony-ass rappers"
"I'm dead serious" "Finish him"
"Is this hip-hop?" "Hell no, this is war"
"Heavy artillery"
Before you slit your wrist, nigga, imagine this
M.O.P., Gang Starr (Danze) hazardous
Thugs that got love for this hip-hop and shit
Makin' words rhyme at the same time poppin' shit
I used to go to jams and drop grammar
Before I left, niggas told me (Boy, take your hammer)
Sure 'nough, shit got rowdy
Dumped off my first clip at a house party
I love this rap shit, though, the love is clear
But fuck the parties, my nigga, I'll lost a brother there
Only if I'm gettin' paid (That's right)
And the shit gon' benefit the trade
I'll snatch a mic, turn it out, bet
Even have you smooth niggas fuckin' up your shoes and your outfit
I be the Brownsville slugger signin' out
Nigga, act like you know what I'm about
Salute
"Holdin' it down" "Phony-ass rappers"
"I'm dead serious" "Finish him"
"Is this hip-hop?" "Hell no, this is war"
"Heavy artillery in my vicinity"
"Holdin' it down" "Phony-ass rappers"
"I'm dead serious" "Finish him"
"Is this hip-hop?" "Hell no, this is war"
"Heavy artillery in my vicinity"
"Holdin' itβ Holdin' itβ Holdin' it down
Holdin' itβ itβ it down
Holdin'β Holdin'β itβ down
Holdin' it down
Holdin' it down
Holdin' it down"
β±οΈ Synced Lyrics
[00:04.79] Yeah, they talkin' about rap
[00:06.47] We don't rap, it's not about rap
[00:08.29] We livin' it what they talkin' about
[00:10.34] It's not about causin', doin' what you
[00:11.60] Read about in newspapers and magazines
[00:14.61] It's here, it's reality
[00:16.40] This is our form of nature, this is how we live
[00:19.52] "Salute, salute"
[00:20.52] Now everybody on Earth wanna rap
[00:23.30] We birthed all of that, knocked up the game and cold broke its back
[00:27.13] Gang Starr, with Billy Danze and Big Slap
[00:29.85] Word to Laze, Big Scoob and big gats
[00:32.61] You didn't whip it right, so pick up the pace
[00:34.73] Word to grimy niggas, they wanna stick up the place
[00:37.52] Word to hip-hop, plus a crib that's laced
[00:40.05] Primo's breaks, activate the mental to solve
[00:42.52] We got credentials galore, fuck a small venue tour
[00:45.46] Yet and still, I be at the around-the-way spots
[00:48.00] Near where niggas be slingin', innocent get hit by stray shots
[00:51.29] And brave cops protect the community
[00:53.45] While corrupt cops be harassin' you and me
[00:56.58] Pullin' me over in front of the crib
[00:59.09] In front of my neighbors, askin' for favors
[01:01.85] Here's a cassette and why you question my behavior?
[01:04.64] Pursuin' me, tryin' to catch me off-guard
[01:07.04] I shrug scars, you see a lot of hoes at thug bars
[01:10.14] I don't care what these beats might do
[01:12.24] We'll son you, plus I see right through
[01:15.28] It's what it means to me and M.O.P. just to get at rep
[01:18.64] Nigga, you best to step, nigga
[01:20.22] "Salute" "Holdin' it down" "Phony-ass rappers"
[01:23.27] "I'm dead serious" "Finish him"
[01:25.02] "Is this hip-hop?" "Hell no, this is war"
[01:28.22] "Heavy artillery in my vicinity"
[01:31.24] "Holdin' it down" "Phony-ass rappers"
[01:33.56] "I'm dead serious" "Finish him"
[01:35.97] "Is this hip-hop?" "Hell no, this is war"
[01:39.29] "M.O.P."
[01:40.68] Ayo, the game is called survival (Survival)
[01:43.52] I admit, as a soldier, I done a lot of shit
[01:46.92] To the so-called tough dude, I ain't mad at you
[01:49.68] But I wish I wouldn't have had to do the shit I had to do
[01:52.68] It's true, I would jump up in a Bamma
[01:54.90] And travel miles of road to unload this hammer
[01:57.80] And I notice colors when they glance
[02:00.16] At the baby boy of Haddy and Frank Danze
[02:02.93] I won't stress the blazin'
[02:04.96] But I would think about what size slug best fit the occasion
[02:08.22] (It's so amazin') That it doesn't worry me
[02:10.65] Pop shit like Wendy Williams 'til you niggas bury me
[02:13.66] (Who we be?) What? What's wrong, nigga?
[02:16.19] (First Family) Come on, nigga (Ain't nothin' cute)
[02:20.17] My niggas is ready to shoot for the love of the First Family thugs
[02:23.56] Salute
[02:24.57] "Holdin' it down" "Phony-ass rappers"
[02:27.17] "Yeah, I'm dead serious" "Finish him"
[02:29.02] "Is this hip-hop?" "Hell no, this is war"
[02:32.01] "Yeah" "Heavy artillery in my vicinity" (C'mon)
[02:35.25] "Holdin' it down" "Phony-ass rappers"
[02:37.84] "I'm dead serious" "Finish him"
[02:39.78] "Is this hip-hop?" "Hell no, this is war"
[02:43.15] "Heavy artillery"
[02:44.89] Before you slit your wrist, nigga, imagine this
[02:48.12] M.O.P., Gang Starr (Danze) hazardous
[02:50.98] Thugs that got love for this hip-hop and shit
[02:53.43] Makin' words rhyme at the same time poppin' shit
[02:56.38] I used to go to jams and drop grammar
[02:59.05] Before I left, niggas told me (Boy, take your hammer)
[03:01.53] Sure 'nough, shit got rowdy
[03:04.27] Dumped off my first clip at a house party
[03:07.37] I love this rap shit, though, the love is clear
[03:09.95] But fuck the parties, my nigga, I'll lost a brother there
[03:12.76] Only if I'm gettin' paid (That's right)
[03:15.46] And the shit gon' benefit the trade
[03:17.95] I'll snatch a mic, turn it out, bet
[03:19.76] Even have you smooth niggas fuckin' up your shoes and your outfit
[03:23.12] I be the Brownsville slugger signin' out
[03:26.49] Nigga, act like you know what I'm about
[03:28.23] Salute
[03:28.55] "Holdin' it down" "Phony-ass rappers"
[03:31.24] "I'm dead serious" "Finish him"
[03:33.08] "Is this hip-hop?" "Hell no, this is war"
[03:36.53] "Heavy artillery in my vicinity"
[03:39.22] "Holdin' it down" "Phony-ass rappers"
[03:41.84] "I'm dead serious" "Finish him"
[03:43.80] "Is this hip-hop?" "Hell no, this is war"
[03:47.18] "Heavy artillery in my vicinity"
[03:49.87] "Holdin' itβ Holdin' itβ Holdin' it down
[03:56.52] Holdin' itβ itβ it down
[04:01.03] Holdin'β Holdin'β itβ down
[04:05.92] Holdin' it down
[04:08.61] Holdin' it down
[04:11.51]
[04:13.99] Holdin' it down"
[04:18.23]
[00:06.47] We don't rap, it's not about rap
[00:08.29] We livin' it what they talkin' about
[00:10.34] It's not about causin', doin' what you
[00:11.60] Read about in newspapers and magazines
[00:14.61] It's here, it's reality
[00:16.40] This is our form of nature, this is how we live
[00:19.52] "Salute, salute"
[00:20.52] Now everybody on Earth wanna rap
[00:23.30] We birthed all of that, knocked up the game and cold broke its back
[00:27.13] Gang Starr, with Billy Danze and Big Slap
[00:29.85] Word to Laze, Big Scoob and big gats
[00:32.61] You didn't whip it right, so pick up the pace
[00:34.73] Word to grimy niggas, they wanna stick up the place
[00:37.52] Word to hip-hop, plus a crib that's laced
[00:40.05] Primo's breaks, activate the mental to solve
[00:42.52] We got credentials galore, fuck a small venue tour
[00:45.46] Yet and still, I be at the around-the-way spots
[00:48.00] Near where niggas be slingin', innocent get hit by stray shots
[00:51.29] And brave cops protect the community
[00:53.45] While corrupt cops be harassin' you and me
[00:56.58] Pullin' me over in front of the crib
[00:59.09] In front of my neighbors, askin' for favors
[01:01.85] Here's a cassette and why you question my behavior?
[01:04.64] Pursuin' me, tryin' to catch me off-guard
[01:07.04] I shrug scars, you see a lot of hoes at thug bars
[01:10.14] I don't care what these beats might do
[01:12.24] We'll son you, plus I see right through
[01:15.28] It's what it means to me and M.O.P. just to get at rep
[01:18.64] Nigga, you best to step, nigga
[01:20.22] "Salute" "Holdin' it down" "Phony-ass rappers"
[01:23.27] "I'm dead serious" "Finish him"
[01:25.02] "Is this hip-hop?" "Hell no, this is war"
[01:28.22] "Heavy artillery in my vicinity"
[01:31.24] "Holdin' it down" "Phony-ass rappers"
[01:33.56] "I'm dead serious" "Finish him"
[01:35.97] "Is this hip-hop?" "Hell no, this is war"
[01:39.29] "M.O.P."
[01:40.68] Ayo, the game is called survival (Survival)
[01:43.52] I admit, as a soldier, I done a lot of shit
[01:46.92] To the so-called tough dude, I ain't mad at you
[01:49.68] But I wish I wouldn't have had to do the shit I had to do
[01:52.68] It's true, I would jump up in a Bamma
[01:54.90] And travel miles of road to unload this hammer
[01:57.80] And I notice colors when they glance
[02:00.16] At the baby boy of Haddy and Frank Danze
[02:02.93] I won't stress the blazin'
[02:04.96] But I would think about what size slug best fit the occasion
[02:08.22] (It's so amazin') That it doesn't worry me
[02:10.65] Pop shit like Wendy Williams 'til you niggas bury me
[02:13.66] (Who we be?) What? What's wrong, nigga?
[02:16.19] (First Family) Come on, nigga (Ain't nothin' cute)
[02:20.17] My niggas is ready to shoot for the love of the First Family thugs
[02:23.56] Salute
[02:24.57] "Holdin' it down" "Phony-ass rappers"
[02:27.17] "Yeah, I'm dead serious" "Finish him"
[02:29.02] "Is this hip-hop?" "Hell no, this is war"
[02:32.01] "Yeah" "Heavy artillery in my vicinity" (C'mon)
[02:35.25] "Holdin' it down" "Phony-ass rappers"
[02:37.84] "I'm dead serious" "Finish him"
[02:39.78] "Is this hip-hop?" "Hell no, this is war"
[02:43.15] "Heavy artillery"
[02:44.89] Before you slit your wrist, nigga, imagine this
[02:48.12] M.O.P., Gang Starr (Danze) hazardous
[02:50.98] Thugs that got love for this hip-hop and shit
[02:53.43] Makin' words rhyme at the same time poppin' shit
[02:56.38] I used to go to jams and drop grammar
[02:59.05] Before I left, niggas told me (Boy, take your hammer)
[03:01.53] Sure 'nough, shit got rowdy
[03:04.27] Dumped off my first clip at a house party
[03:07.37] I love this rap shit, though, the love is clear
[03:09.95] But fuck the parties, my nigga, I'll lost a brother there
[03:12.76] Only if I'm gettin' paid (That's right)
[03:15.46] And the shit gon' benefit the trade
[03:17.95] I'll snatch a mic, turn it out, bet
[03:19.76] Even have you smooth niggas fuckin' up your shoes and your outfit
[03:23.12] I be the Brownsville slugger signin' out
[03:26.49] Nigga, act like you know what I'm about
[03:28.23] Salute
[03:28.55] "Holdin' it down" "Phony-ass rappers"
[03:31.24] "I'm dead serious" "Finish him"
[03:33.08] "Is this hip-hop?" "Hell no, this is war"
[03:36.53] "Heavy artillery in my vicinity"
[03:39.22] "Holdin' it down" "Phony-ass rappers"
[03:41.84] "I'm dead serious" "Finish him"
[03:43.80] "Is this hip-hop?" "Hell no, this is war"
[03:47.18] "Heavy artillery in my vicinity"
[03:49.87] "Holdin' itβ Holdin' itβ Holdin' it down
[03:56.52] Holdin' itβ itβ it down
[04:01.03] Holdin'β Holdin'β itβ down
[04:05.92] Holdin' it down
[04:08.61] Holdin' it down
[04:11.51]
[04:13.99] Holdin' it down"
[04:18.23]