6. I Still Love H.E.R. - Feat. Sean P. (on the wheels of steel)
HIP HOP. No we don’t stop on the block from the first beat drop heads rock for the/
HIP HOP. No we don’t quit feel it when the emcee’s spitting lyrics for the/
HIP HOP. No we don’t stop at the top when the sunshine’s hot at the spot for the/
HIP HOP. No we don’t quit feel it when the DJ’s playing dope hits for the/
This art form’s the best/ Sivion rep this love deep beyond flesh/
But Rap Music is a mess/ What once was greater has now become less/
Now the women must undress/ Think their only place of worth is laid up on the mattress/
I gotta daughter to bless/ We gotta take these wack images and put ‘em to rest/
Cuz they all cause stress/ Brothers out playing foul games over sex/
Like the menu’s Tex-Mex/ Which entrée will your crew choose for the next/
That’s right it’s time for chicken fest/ All you can eat chicken legs, thighs, and breasts/
Can’t yall see that’s hopeless/ Just a little love will bring this art form back to fresh/
HIP HOP. No we don’t stop on the block from the first beat drop heads rock for the/
HIP HOP. No we don’t quit feel it when the emcee’s spittin lyrics for the/
HIP HOP. No we don’t stop at the top when the sunshine’s hot at the spot for the/
HIP HOP. No we don’t quit feel it when the DJ’s playin dope hits for the/
Act like you might know/ Give it up for Dee-Jays cutting up the Live Show/
Open up your eyes so/ You can see this light blinding up the spot where mics glow/
And it’s B-Boy night bro/ See them battle break dancing make it like a fight show/
Blessed to work this mic yo/ Heads gas me up and tell me Sivion just might blow/
Won’t commercialize flow/ Rap circles around fake emcees like cyclones/
Shout it out like Why-O-O-OH/ Speak the word of God and leave their minds BLO-O-OWN/
Grace will break the cycle/ Pass it on to my son his middle name is Michael/
Right now this music’s ice cold/ I’m bold like Christ told love returns twice fold/
HIP HOP. No we don’t stop on the block from the first beat drop heads rock for the/
HIP HOP. No we don’t quit feel it when the emcee’s spittin lyrics for the/
HIP HOP. No we don’t stop at the top when the sunshine’s hot at the spot for the/
HIP HOP. No we don’t quit feel it when the DJ’s playin dope hits for the/
Heads ain’t even got a clue/ The powerful impact this music has on you/
It affects the world too/ You can hear these beats banging from Japan to Peru/
I’m commanding your view/ But yall looking at me funny like my hands in your stew/
So I’m demanding a few/ Live people throw your hands up we’re fanning the glue/
Make this love stick true/ So we can shine light and let this hate pass right through/
My people know what to do/ Roll with a crew changing people’s souls back to new/
La la la la la la la la-ah…
My people know what to do/ Roll with a crew changing people’s souls back to new/
HIP HOP. No we don’t stop on the block from the first beat drop heads rock for the/
HIP HOP. No we don’t quit feel it when the emcee’s spittin lyrics for the/
HIP HOP. No we don’t stop at the top when the sunshine’s hot at the spot for the/
HIP HOP. No we don’t quit feel it when the DJ’s playin dope hits for the/
credits
from Spring Of The Songbird,
released June 1, 2006
Beat by Siamese Sisters, Cuts by Sean P
supported by 7 fans who also own “I Still Love H.E.R.”
I’ve been rockin Ozay Moore’s music since Lightheaded and I still find it some of the best to listen to. I can’t get enough boom nap, especially with a central theme of Christ and his faithfulness in the life of Ozay Moore. It also features some dope artists on this one. The intro is one of the best introductions to an album I’ve heard, and I don’t say that lightly. Each track is its own thing, yet blending well together. It’s overall just dope! Macklyn
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