I am the Hip Hop era

Who my first love

Was a beat of a drum.

But I have lost this love

This beat from this drum.

Now a day

I turn the radio on

And hear some sweet beats

But some whack rhymes,

I just be wondering sometimes,

Where has all the Hip Hop gone?

All I heard was this Boy

Got jack with a knife,

This Girl got shot with a gun.

What has happen to all,

Kewli’s, Kewli’s, Common’s, Kayne’s?

They could go deeper than anybody could.

And I be question the Hip Hop in me.

I find myself in my room listening to Linken Park,

But I know they stole from that Hip Hop Park.

What has happen to your Hip Hop?

     I know, now a day you find

Yourself in a drought,

But that’s all right, that’s ok

Because Hip Hop will never, ever part,

As long as my brothers and sisters

Do their part.

America will never stop trying to be us.

So to all my Thugs and Babies Mommas,

Stop trying to kill each other

For a couple of dollars.

We all going to the same place

I just want us to get our cake up

Before we go.

Hip Hop is fading away,

Oh Wow!!

But who will help to preserve HIP HOP?