[Hook]
It's hip-hop, from one beat to another
It's hip-hop, whether you're northern or southern
It's hip-hop, rap doesn't have a colour
It's hip-hop, hip-hop, in this motherfucker
It's hip-hop, from one beat to another
It's hip-hop, whether you're northern or southern
It's hip-hop, rap doesn't have a colour
It's hip-hop, hip-hop, in this motherfucker

[Verse 1]
This music I make
It has no colour, it's faceless
Theres many races
Who rock mics and make hits
That's why I have no patience for ractists
I hate this, these fake blatant statements
You'll never see me fakin' or frontin'
I started with nothin', now I'm makin' somethin'
A lot of rappers blow it out of proportion
But not me, I'm caucasian, straight out the north end
I stay true to myself and true to my fans
And when I going for [?] aluminium cans
It's amazing what one man can do with his hands
I'm in a Rubik's cube, you'll never truly understand
[Hook]
It's hip-hop, from one beat to another
It's hip-hop, whether you're northern or southern
It's hip-hop, rap doesn't have a colour
It's hip-hop, hip-hop, in this motherfucker
It's hip-hop, from one beat to another
It's hip-hop, whether you're northern or southern
It's hip-hop, rap doesn't have a colour
It's hip-hop, hip-hop, in this motherfucker

[Verse 2]
I'm the type of person
Who writes with passion
There's no rehearsin'
When mics are clashin', I can
See for certain
It's righteous rappin' and I
Know it's workin'
These rhymes I fashioned
Style is everlastin'
An energy feel (?)
Y'all remember these skills
When I'm in Beverly Hills
Relaxin' in the sun
Chillin', sippin' a cold one
Remember the convo
The words that were spoken
Always keep your hearts, doors and minds open
And take caution when danger's approachin'
This is my life, and this is how I'm livin' it
A drunk belligerent, and usually inconsiderate
[Hook]
It's hip-hop, from one beat to another
It's hip-hop, whether you're northern or southern
It's hip-hop, rap doesn't have a colour
It's hip-hop, hip-hop, in this motherfucker
It's hip-hop, from one beat to another
It's hip-hop, whether you're northern or southern
It's hip-hop, rap doesn't have a colour
It's hip-hop, hip-hop, in this motherfucker

[Verse 3]
The melody's my soul
And this is how I roll
No matter where I go
The music I fight fo'
Damn right, it's deep within me
How can this white boy be so silly
I've many questions , yet few answers
Life's a book and there's many many chapters
Give me the strength to accept things I can't change
Let me express my feelings through the rap game
I ain't gonna stop 'til I reach the top
Y'all can throw me on the posters with Biggie and Pac
But until then I'm'a strive and strive
And try and try until I reach the sky
[Hook]
It's hip-hop, from one beat to another
It's hip-hop, whether you're northern or southern
It's hip-hop, rap doesn't have a colour
It's hip-hop, hip-hop, in this motherfucker
It's hip-hop, from one beat to another
It's hip-hop, whether you're northern or southern
It's hip-hop, rap doesn't have a colour
It's hip-hop, hip-hop, in this motherfucker