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/