Rip rock

{*guitars fade in*}.

[Canibus]
C'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon, c'mon!
Rock! {*echoes*}
Rock! Rock! Rock!.

Verse One: Canibus.

Jump up and down if you love the sound
We Rip and Rock until we tear s***t down
Rip Rock stands for Hip-Hop mixed with Rock'n'Roll
I'm hardcore to my inner soul
Hold on as I swerve outta control
Directly into the unknowns of a black hole
All my real niggaz, with f***d up neurotransmitters
wavin glocks and swastikas
I'ma take twenty shots of this hard liquor
and swigga, til I'm drunk as the P***i River
Even though I know the s***t is f***n up my liver
Tomorrow when I wake up, I won't even remember {"Rock! "}
how I got home - or where I got this tattoo of a mic on my arm from
Or when I f***d them bitches last night, I shoulda used a condom
(I guess not) Now that's what I call Rip Rock!.

Chorus One: Canibus.

Rip, Rock, Rip (c'mon) Rock
Rip, Rock, Rip (c'mon) Rock
Rip, Rock, Rip (c'mon) Rock
Rip (c'mon). Rock! (yeah).

{repeat Chorus One}.

Chorus Two: Canibus (repeat 2X).

You want Rock'n'Roll? (We got it)
You want Hip-Hop? (We got it)
You wanna wreck shop? (We got it)
We got it got it
We got it got it got it.

{*guitar interlude - like a heavy metal snake charmer's song*}.

[Canibus]

C'mon! {*echoes*}
Rock!
Rock! Rock! Rock!.

Verse Two: Canibus.

Yo, I want you to sucker-punch whoever you standin next to
if you ready to rock with a ReFugee rebel
A Navy Seal underwater in a submarine vessel
S***n on niggaz above sea level
I'm tired of you MC's talkin bout loot (LOOT!)
I'm tired of you corny drug-induced rap groups (GROUPS!)
I'm tired of the lies, the cries, the screams
Tired of gettin my name misspelled in magazines {"Rock! "}
I'm tired of you two-faced disc jockeys
Non-believers, suckin on my arch enemy's p****s
You know who you are, I'm talkin to you
You need to recognize I'm tryin to introduce somethin new
Somethin I would sacrifice my life or die for
Somethin if I was already dead I would rise for
Somethin that would make a fool a hundred times wiser
Somethin that will help all mankind to prosper
I die with laughter, lookin at you wack MC's
with your craft unmastered, bastards
Hip-Hop in it's rarest form, crossbreeded
with Rock'N'Roll, now Rip Rock is born, m*********!.

Chorus One.

Chorus Two.

[Canibus]
C'mon! {*echoes*}
C'mon!
C'mon c'mon c'mon! {*echoes*} (Yeah!)
C'mon! {*echoes*}
C'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon! {*echoes*} (Yeah!)
C'mon! Rip Rooooooooooooooooooock!