Wyclef Jean - Hip Hop

[Intro]
Refugee public, Akon, on and on
Can I go in for a minute
Cause there’s no limit to the Cash Money Hip Hop

[Hook]
Get things unchanged but they stay the same
I see molly as the new cocaine

[Verse 1]
I see them rappers with the big old chains
Remind me of the Slick Rick racks
And Lil Kim was the microphone fin
And Bobby Brown was the RnB king
Yeah, and every rapper wanna bang
What happen to the days we were all in the same game
Missy and Timbaland, original dubstep
And bin bought I had a few Sean to take that
Met my daughter in seven I had to put her in check
And let her know that
There's more letters in the alphabets
She in Miami with her mami
She like dad that he teach her how to dougie
Things unchanged but they stay the same
I’m bumping Nas in the ring down in memory lane
Talib, Mos Def, PE bought them lectures
My first music video Lil Kim, I was the extra
Run DMC ran rap, now runs in preacher
And we all the poor righteous teachers
Crush grooving, body moving
Brasil Doug E. Fresh bismark kept me beat boxin
And can’t fight the evil or warriors
Your MC like you’re not be easy
Queen Latifah’ look pretty, Nicki's in Ibiza
And every feel I have the crash, so I’m pepper
She so Naughty By Nature, Long.Live.A$AP
Reading on a Wolf Gang back pack

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Yeah I see the rappers poppin’ champagne
And Beasty Boys that rip new band
And Big L was the lyrical caine, and Bobby Brown was the rnb king
And we all wanted to be rustles and men
What happen to the day when we were all in the same game
Yeah my young cousin rock Chief Keef tattoos
They say "Easy", what an attitude
I’m talking Cypress Hill, i’m talking Ice Cube
I’m talking nice eat, Dr Dre, Snoop
But how many kush conflicts, twist conflict this way
From back int he day in the Bay
They should have been a hip-hop dictionary written by E-40
Redman, Keith Murray, Kanye, Trick Daddy, Too Short
How the lady low rock with the Pitbull
Miami going crazy, Bambi, Pimp C, UGK, Master P
Now be listen to this and I’m feeling new way
And I miss Outkast like people miss the Fugee
As a Birdman watching over New Orleans
This Scarface never seen a thug cry
Till he seen his Dogg Nate singin' hooks from the sky

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I see them rappers with the big old chains
LL Cool J (?) Fat Joe, Big Pun, Cuban Linx
We all wanted 5 mics in The Source magazine
French Montana at the Red Café
Wiz Khalifa rolling paper and we're all in the same game
When I hear Waka, I hear ODB slang
I’m talking Wu Tang, Raekwon, 2Chainz
EPMD remind me of them Coke boys
And Joey Bada$$, Uncle Murda, boys
Grandmaster Flash better talk to cool her
Jazzy Jeff, Fresh Prince point to suburbs
And hip hop will never be the same
Since Eminem lost Proof and Heavy's out the game
Silly want the technique making good music
But the tables ain’t been the same since Sean Master used it
And Common used to love her and the 2 Live Crew
Cause she stuck to her roots and let the DJ Screw
From Busta, Jay, Meek Mills to Tip to Quik
Kendrick Lamar, Luda, Ross, Wayne and Drake
Featuring Game, Tribe Quest, Wale
And if we miss you, Puff Daddy do the remix

[Hook]

[Outro]
A new jesus piece with Chris Lighty's name
Biggy and Pac, East and West Coast kids
Mary J Blige, RnB queen
G-Unit, Ruff Ryders, Mobb Deep, DMX
Lox, Dipset, and we all in same game
We’re all going