06/03/2022 Click here for Spotify or Apple Music. This is my 13th official release. Written within the last 18 months “Make It Hip-Hop” is a hip-hop tribute track. In this track, I talk about how I don’t care you have loud music, just make it hip-hop. The hook is dedicated to many of my favorite rappers while the verses give a little history, opinion, and then context.
I originally wrote this song to a Tantu beat but he sold it as an exclusive before I had a chance to buy a license. I thought I wrote a hit and didn’t want to give up on it, which is when I found They Call Me Heat at Crack House studios in Lansing Michigan. What I ended up doing was buying a custom beat from Heat. We recorded the vocals over the old Tantu beat and then he dropped that beat and made a different beat around my vocals. I love how it turned out and I own the beat.
So The beat is from They Call Me Heat. The track was professionally recorded, mixed, and mastered by They Call Me Heat at Crack House Studio Recordings in Lansing Michigan. You can stream or download the track wherever music is sold. Thank you for your support. Be sure to follow because new music is released every first and third Friday of every month.
Lyrics:
Let me tell you a little story about hip-hop
I once was a young buck,
Do’n all the dumb stuff
Risk’n it on dumb luck
Or in for get’n some love
I love hip-hop music, the base and treble
Pace and the level, attitude of a rebel
Rips and the breaks, adlibbed and laced
Put ear plugs in and Feel the base as it shakes
I like the old school, the soul and the cats
Rappin bout how the government flooded streets with crack
Made it illegal, served it to the blacks
Got’em addicted, and arrest’em for the trap
My favorite are the artist that serve up civics
Sample up snippets
Are positive and live it
I feel like Kanye sip’n ice and bombay
All I gotta do is smile and you can find me shine-nang
Clairvoyant, while others avoid it
Get at me, you know who ya boy is
I don’t care, make it nicki or drake
Migos or Dave, lyrical lemonaid
Jay-Z, Shady or Dr. Dre
Ludacris, Cole or lil wayne
I don’t care, Kendrick or nas
Big or pac, give’em a shot
don’t care your shit knocks
I like what you got, Just make it hip-hop
Man I hate hororcore
It’s like, how can we make women whores
Beat em up and slit their throat
Shove stuff up their pussy more
tryna get a chick from griffendor
You think she want a little boy
You THINK THESE LITTLE KIDS ABSORB
IDOLS treating women poor
You sick, demented, egomaniacly
I guess it’s alright you know
Your really just a child though
Like reading the bible bro
You’re a little genocidal yo
You’RE REALLY NOT kinda close
YOUR MORE LIKE off in manic mode
Now I can understand kill’n a chick for entertainment
But what does it say if that’s your go-to anguish
what has gotten into ya
It’s like my schizophrenia
AND Psychosis is a symptom of
Your ability to fell ANY love
Not here to judge what you like
But love what is fly
And I’d hate to deprive you from come’n up toward the light
Love the players, sometimes hate the game
But when i tell’em play, I tell’em all the same
I don’t care, make it nicki or drake
Migos or Dave, lyrical lemonaid
Jay-Z, Shady or Dr. Dre
Ludacris Cole or lil wayne
I don’t care, Kendrick or nas
Biggie or pac, give’em a shot
don’t care your shit knocks
I like what you got, Just make it hip-hop
When I’m walking down the street
And I can hear um sing
When I’m in the car
And can hear um from a far
When a party in the yard
Or barbeque up at the park
-Events up at the center
Or set’n up for dinner
When I’m at the store
When I’m runnin the shore
- wait’n on the phone
Listen’n to radio at home
See my neighborS mow’N LAWNS
With their headphone on
I tell’em all the same
And this what I say
I don’t care, make it nicki or drake
Migos or Dave, lyrical lemonade
Jay-Z, Shady or Dr. Dre
Ludacris Cole or lil wayne
I don’t care, Kendrick or nas
Big or pac, give’em a shot
don’t care your shit knocks
I like what you got, Just make it hip-hop