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{*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 shit 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 fucked up neurotransmitters wavin glocks and swastikas I'ma take twenty shots of this hard liquor and swigga, til 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 {"Rock!"} how I got home - or where I got this tattoo of a mic on my arm from Or when I fucked them bitches last night, I shoulda used a condom (I guess not) Now that's what I call Rip Rock! Chorus One: Canibus Letras de canciones 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 Shittin 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 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 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, motherfuckers! 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! From Letras Mania