Get Hip
Written by: Michael Turner & Christopher Portugal
[Sung sample:] Get hip to yourself, good god, my brother, get it...
Get hip to yourself, good god, my brother, get it...
[Double K:]
From the place where the bullshit begins
Never a shortage of tricks with ends to spend
Night life turned trife as the day puts on locs
Brothas hangin' on corners, kickin' rhymes and jokes
The ladies pass by without a word or a "hi"
Nose all in the air, you can see 'em everywhere
Salute the dopeman with the twist of a blunt
People Under The... you know, we turnin' it up
Young city slicker, I'm all about the terrain
Give me the money and fame, and I'll show you no pain
Leave a stain on your brain you could remember me by
Years down the line, you still know that I'm fly
High-powered like Dre and Yella, the fat fella
Everything that I do is hella helluva storyteller
I paint scenes with a pen, hip hop's Bob Ross
Turn the page, check out the brother floss (Boom!)
[Sung sample:] Get hip to yourself, good god, my brother, get it...
Get hip to yourself, good god, my brother, get it... (x2)
[Thes One:] (Uh, yeah, yeah, yo)
Comin' from the home of Fatlip and Fellowship
Get hip, jump in the whip, never we headtrip
This is L.A. in a nutshell, shootin' the shit, sail
You can hear my wave, put your ear to the seashell
And get hip to the sixteenth letter
The typesetter with the font you want
Avant garde and gettin' better by the minute
I admit it, committed to classic rap
This is not a snapback throwback (you know that!)
The Walmart crews that cop ya cash and rollback
Home of the high-powered flower... Cali, we grow that
In a Golden state, my state, my rhyme craft like Minecraft
Goin' block-to-block, buildin' to make a new path
The legend's in my leisure, it's been my pleasure
My treasure's respect, it hangs around my neck
Like two chains, the P got two brains, it's H.R.
Like Bad Brains, we rock like high-powered guitars
So get hip to yourself, good god!
[Sung sample:] Get it... get hip to yourself, good god, my... (x2)
Get hip to yourself, good god, my brother, get it... (get it!)
Get hip to yourself, good god, my brother, get it...
Brother, get it!
[Double K:] Aw yeah... ay-yo, Chris!
[Thes One:] What up?
[Double K:] Man, this BAD chick keeps hittin' me, askin' me when the new album drops
[Thes One:] Yeah, for real, man?
[Double K:] I really don't know how to handle this, man.
[Thes One:] Shit, she fine?
[Double K:] She asked me to keep her abreast, right?
[Thes One:] Yeah, what'd you tell her, man?
[Double K:] And... I really don't know what to say, 'cause the things that I wanna say, I- I- I can't say, you know, 'cause...
[Thes One:] Like... like stuff about her feet. I know, man.
[Double K:] People be, like, "Yo, Double K, man... you trippin'."
[Thes One:] Yeah, you know, man. You is bein' up.
[Double K:] I mean, what should I do, man? You know? I- I don't know what to do.
[Thes One:] I don't know, man. Send her an emoji. Send her, like, the um... send her the nail polish emoji.
[Double K:] I just don't know, man.
[Thes One:] That... no, with the hand!
[Double K:] That girl is just...
[Thes One:] Yeah...
[Double K:] You know... like, she's strange, man. You know... she pops up at all times of night...
[Thes One:] Did you see her feet, though?
[Double K:] Oh, my god...
Trivia:
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This track appears on the following releases:
- 12 Step Program (2014) (LP, Cassette & CD) - PUTS Records (PL7015)
