I Said Hey

I said that...
 Yo
 The first time I heard Digital Underground, I was in the first grade
 My homie, Lace, brought it over and he dubbed it on a mixtape (I said hey)
 I would do the Humpty Hump and perform to his verses
 Twelve years later, I learned that Shock G and him were the same person (hey)
 I loved Hammer, I can't front he taught me how to dance
 Along with Bell Biv DeVoe, I had Jay-O's and a pair of zebra pants
 But this was the foundation
 What would come to be a life long passion, journey and drive an MC
 (I said hey) some people ask me what it means
 I don't know where to start
 It's the deepest connection between my soul and my heart (I said hey)
 When I first stepped to do a cypher in a jam at the park
 I got served, no, for real, I got served
 But see I learned something observed others
 And watched an urge hungered
 Studier earned a turn on that block
 I don't care who you are or where you're from or what you believe in
 But if you love hip-hop, I bet it's more or less for the same reason (I said hey)
 This is it when you spit, you exist in that moment
 And if you're sick with that gift, you then rip it when you perform it
 Then all the shit that you live begins to lift off your shoulders
 And the audience, well, they get to experience where your soul is
 (Hey) the most amazing feeling rocking a crowd to your anthem
 To the front to the back with their motherfucking hands up
 'Cause I'm an MC won't be the first, won't be the last
 Just another B-Boy and I'ma die in my stance
 (I said hey) if you got a pen and a pad, put your heart down
 If you got a record and can crab, lay your scratch down (oh, yeah)
 If you got a marker and a can, bomb, your art now
 If you got a floor and you're fast, kick that ill style
 If you got a pen and a pad (hey), put your heart down
 If you got a record and can crab (oh, yeah), lay your scratch down (oh, yeah)
 (I said hey) if you got a marker and a can, bomb, the whole damn town
 But if you live for hip-hop, don't ever put your hands down
 (I said hey) don't put your hands down, keep that shit up
 We're gonna rock it like this (I said hey)
 It goes front, back, front, back, front, back
 Front, come on
 It goes front (hey), back, front, back
 I said front, back to my people, you know it (I said hey)
 It goes front, back, front, back, it goes front, back
 Okay, bring it down (I said hey)
 Now, I don't know if it's the clothes, the hoes or the cars
 That make people rap like they're trapped inside these bars
 This shit ain't complicated, man, just be who you are
 Too busy searching for the light, missing the fact that you're a star
 (Hey) now, who's got passion? Stand the hell up
 'Cause I wanna hear somebody rapping who's got it inside their cuts (I said hey)
 Now you can get intricate, displaying your fancy cadences
 But if you're not speaking the truth, you might as well not be saying shit (I said hey)
 I said, "who's going to teach the kids?"
 You wanna blow up and get famous, so you can get some new rims (I said hey)
 All the money in the world can help you look like a star
 But money can't buy you the heart to go and put inside your bars (hey)
 And I like nice shit too
 Believe me, I got a closet full of Nikes and whole bunch of Velour suits (I said hey)
 Fitted white Tees and an Icy earrings like the whole youth
 Population of hip-hop, but look beyond it when I record to these beats (I said hey)
 'Cause if I don't speak me
 What's the difference between my lyrics and what you hearin' on MTV (I said hey)
 People fear that if they're steering away from the mainstream
 Then their album won't sell, well, I could give a fuck (hey)
 I'm just gonna freestyle and spit what's inside my gut
 And if you want to, you can go and label me conscious (I said hey)
 But just remember there's a kid at a bus stop beatboxing
 Whose life's will be affected by what's inside of his walkman (I said hey, walkman, walkman)
 I said hey
 Hey
 I said hey
 I said hey
 I said hey
 (Hey) if you got a pen and a pad, put your heart down
 If you got a record and can grab, lay your scratch down (oh, yeah)
 (I said hey) if you got a marker and a can, bomb, your art now
 If you got a floor and you're fast, kick that ill style (I said hey)
 If you got a pen and a pad, put your heart down
 If you got a record and can grab (oh, yeah), lay your scratch down (oh, yeah)
 (I said hey) if you got a marker and a can, bomb, the whole damn town
 But if you live for hip-hop, don't ever put your hands down
 Hey, hey
 Hey, hey
 Hey, hey, hey
 Hey, hey
 Hey, hey
 Hey, hey