[Intro: sample of Common]
Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop...

[Verse 1: Black Thought]
Uh – yo, the anticipation arose as time froze
I just stared down the aisles with my eyes closed
And jumped straight into the crime code, I just did it
You trying to hear that heat right? Yup! Well, let's get it
My desire to groove was overcomin' my fears
I got a "Planet Rock" record I stole from Blair's
I'm finna throw a disco in my room upstairs
Put the needle to the record, let it soothe my ears
It goes: "Party people, this groove is so sonic"
We finna get you high as a kite, with no chronic
Who could tell at the time? But it was better than brain
I fell in love with the culture, was never the same
Remember All Stars in Ti Sweats
And young rhythm 'round the projects, trying to chill
'Cause my name on my buckle and my style is Ill
'Cause I got you in my system and refine the skill
You like my life soundtrack, my personal theme
Joint that knock for me, ever since I burst on the scene
Yo, it's like gimme the music and I'll make it my wife

[Chorus: Black Thought]
Hip hop, you the love of my Life
Tell the people like that what
And it sounds so tight, hip hop you the love of my life
We fein' to take it to the top, love
It's like that, love, and it sounds so tight
Hip-Hop, you the love of my life
We finna to take it to the –
Take it to the – to the – to the – to the
[Verse 2: Black Thought]
Yo, when I was 9 years old, I realized there was a road
At the end there'd be a lot of studios and shows
I had to pump my brakes and learn from my mistakes
Took time to create, so that y'all could relate
To be a pioneer, it takes work for years
And sometimes I've seen things that'll jerk your tears
I been through hard times, many rocks to climb
Trying to take it from the bottom to the top of the line
With fam and the same shorty from the two dollar jam
That used to rock Sergios in the B-girl stance
Polly rocking door knockers with her hair in the twist
With the ill Michael Jackson wrist band on her wrist
Before we ever shook asses and watched ourselves
We used to sing "La-Di-Da-Di" and "Rock The Bells"
And you can mash up in the party til the early morn'
And roll out, without your Bally shoes getting stepped on
Even though we from the city – the crime, the grime
Yo, I grew up around good times and beats and rhymes
I remember late nights, rockin' without a mic
Hip-Hop, you the love of my life

[Chorus: Black Thought]
Hip hop, you the love of my Life
Tell the people like that what
And it sounds so tight, hip hop you the love of my life
We fein' to take it to the top, love
It's like that, love, and it sounds so tight
Hip-Hop, you the love of my life
We finna to take it to the –
Take it to the – to the – to the – to the
[Outro: sample of Common]
Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop...