Song Description

For demo use only.

Lyrics

I.
It's Hyphen, and I'm huntin' for you glorious cats
It's time to put a stop to all these cats that's warpin' these facts
Talkin' about how many dollars they can normally stack
So Jason gon' make 'em holla way I gory this track
It's crazy... ya'll gon' make me put the mic to ya' skull
And spit a couple hot slugs that'll Tyson ya' hull
Resistance is futile when I'm callin' ya' bluff
Your lyrics are futile cuz I'm all over ya' stuff
I've had enough... mess around and they gon' find ya' snuffed
Abducted to my trunk and all ducted up
You know that Class is suntin' nice, he got a tongue so tough
That you could take his voice away and still lose by this much
And I ain't gon' stop until the game is back to
That old school shit that we can clap our hands to
And if you ain't wit' it, then prepare get ran through
Cuz Class 'bout to give rap a brand new anthem...

Hook (2x):
I Don't Think Ya'll Know What's 'Bout To Happen
J-Class Is About To Make It Rappin'
Hip-Hop Is The Ship And I'm The Captain
And I'm About To Take Us Back To Where We Came From

II.
It's been a long time comin' but the game is stuck
So many wrong rhymes comin', but they makin' the bucks
Albums droppin' left and right, who's coppin' 'em? Us.
Only to find out when we play it that this artist.... sucks
How many times have rappers said they gon' change the game?
But get sidetracked by money, cash, hoes and fame
They claimin' to see the light, when it's really they name
And so low down and dirty they forget it's a shame
The industry's not the same, it's every man for himself
And every man askin' for money 'stead of askin' for help
Tryin' to cop that new Benzi or a chain from Jacob
But life is the ultimate test, there ain't no make up
It's people sleepin' on stress but they better wake up
Cuz rap is in a state of distress, it's time to face up
To the music that we put on the streets
Cuz if it ain't music to you, then it ain't music to me

Hook (2x):
I Don't Think Ya'll Know What's 'Bout To Happen
J-Class Is About To Make It Rappin'
Hip-Hop Is The Ship And I'm The Captain
And I'm About To Take Us Back To Where We Came From

III.
Believe me when I say I'm 'bout to take it back
To that old school shit we heard at Simon Gratz
It's J-Class, bet ya'll didn't even know I could rap
All I did was write plays and spend my days relaxed
But little did you know I was perfectin' the flow
So when opportunity knocks, I'll be ready to blow
Ready to take over the game and press reverse
And take it back Sugar Hill with a Gang of skirts
This is my heart speakin', the words are just that
This is an art people, this is not just rap
This is not a job, ain't about the money to me
Why you think I got so many labels huntin' for me?
Man...
I don't think ya'll know what's 'bout to happen
Cuz J-Class, is about to make it rappin'
Hip-Hop is the ship and I'm the Captain
And I'm about to put rap back the way we had it

Hook (2x):
I Don't Think Ya'll Know What's 'Bout To Happen
J-Class Is About To Make It Rappin'
Hip-Hop Is The Ship And I'm The Captain
And I'm About To Take Us Back To Where We Came From