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Verse 1:
Jump up and down if you love the sound
We rip and rock until we tear shit down
Rip rock stands for hip hop mixed with rock and 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 niggas with fucked up neurotransmitters
Wavin' glocks and swastikas
I'ma take 40 shots of this hard liquor and swigga
'Till I'm drunk as the Pississippi River
Even though I know the shit is fuckin' up my liver
Tomorrow when I wake up, I won't even remember
How I got home
Or where I got this tattoo of a mic on my arm from
Or when I hit them bitches last night
I shoulda used a condom (I guess not)
Now that's what I call rip-rock
Rip-rock (Repeated)
Chorus (x2)
You want rock and 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
Verse 2
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
Shittin' on niggas above sea-level
I'm tired of you emcees talking 'bout loot
I'm tired of you corny drug-induced rap groups
I'm tired of the lies, the cries, the screams
Tired of gettin' my name misspelled in magazines
I'm tired of you two-faced disc jockeys
Non-believers, suckin' on my arch enemy's penis
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 would help all mankind to prosper
I'd die with laughter
Lookin' at you wack emcees
With your craft unmastered, bastards
Hip-hop in it's rarest form
Crossbreeded with rock and roll
Now rip-rock is born, mother fuckers
Rip-rock (7x)
You want rock and 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
You want rock and 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
C'mon (echo) (3x)
Yeah!
C'mon (echo) (3x)
Yeah!
Rip Rock!
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