Keep It Hype

Test, Test, Test
You can hear me?
What, what, what
Mic, check, check
Check, check, check
You can hear me? Ohhhh
I'm loud enough? 
I thought so
Yo 
What?
Microphone check, check 
Yo 
Can you hear me?
Yo

Yeah aiight
You know what I like
What?
I keep it hype
Why? 
The rhymes that I write
Oh.
I rock the whole crowd and don't need a mic 
Huh?
I say my ryhmes loud with all of my might 

Yeah aiight
You know what I like
What?
I keep it hype
Why? 
The rhymes that I write
Oh
I rock the whole crowd and I don't need a mic
I say my rhymes loud with all of my might

People say dat nigga crazy
I'm throwed off
I raise my voice up
and
go off
The king of temper tantrums screamin (???shankin???) louda than a
hundred
people 
clappin' "Go!"
keep them fuckin speakers crankin'
Rock (???and they hit the battle???) Roll
The stick on the trash can makin' racket
Noises in tha bullhorns keep yo ass attracted 
Disgusting like that bell on yo bike with tha basket
Ling Bling Bling comin' through not excuse me
I'm tha nigga that's makin this loud ass music

Yeah aiight
You know what I like
What?
I keep it hype
Why?
The rhymes that I write
Oh.
I rock the whole crowd and I don't need a mic
I say my rhymes loud with all of my might
damn

Yeah aiight
You know what I like
What?
I keep it hype
Why?
The rhymes that I write
Oh.
I rock the whole crowd and don't need a mic
Damn.
I say my rhymes loud with all of my might

The docta slapped my ass so I been hollerin' since an infant 
Gotta make sho' they hear me cuz I wants my attention
Disturbed the class so I stayed in detention
Couldn't whisper when I was talkin' so they sent me to tha office
The principal said "young man what seems to be the problem?"
Said "I tried to be quiet but I just can't seem to lower tha volume"
"Hmmmm...What's yo name?"
"Michael Tyler"
"Perhaps you'd be interested in joinin' our school choir"
said "Nah, that's fo' fun boys."
"Either that or a suspension"
Choir row here I come boy
I won't know how but I gotta try, ahem
DO REY MI FA SO'h no
That ain't gone cut it 
That ain't gone get it
Then the teacha said "maybe you could try somethin' atheletic"
But I was too clumsy so I went to tha band
But I made mo' noise talkin' than I did when I was playin'
Yeah aiight
It ain't workin' so I'm leavin'
The very next day I was in R.O.T.C.
Had no problem soundin' off like I had a pair
But I just ain't like them tight-ass green pants that I had to wear
All this tryin' to decide made me tired
On top of that one of my teachers wanted to see my ass outside
I went downstairs to tha yard
When I got there I seen my teacher with about eight fine brauds
(Whoowhee!)
I said "you lookin for me? I'm the one that be talkin' loud."
she said "yeah. we're gonna use you on our cheerleadin' squad"
HELL NO!  Never ever Trevor.
Either that or a report card filled with tha F letter.
GO! TEAM! FIGHT! WIN!
Nah, this shit ain't cool
Fuck these teachers and the school
I got a loud mouth but I don't know what to use it for
Then they told me that they was gon' put me in the talent show

Yeah aiight
You know what I like
What?
I keep it hype
Why?
The rhymes that I write
Oh.
I rock the whole crowd and don't need a mic
Damn.
I say my rhymes loud with all of my might

Yeah aiight 
You know what I like 
What?
I keep it hype
Why?
The ryhmes that I write
Oh.
I rock the whole crowd and don't need a mic
Damn
I say my rhymes loud with all of my might

yeah aiight 


Submitted By:   Travis Barlow