Listen to Live and Die for Hip Hop (with Aaliyah) by Kris Kross

Live and Die for Hip Hop (with Aaliyah)

Kris Kross

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Kris Kross - Live And Die For Hip Hop feat. Da Brat, Aaliyah, Jermaine Dupri & Mr. Black (HD)

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Kris Kross

Performer

Aaliyah

Performer

Jermaine Dupri Mauldin

Jermaine Dupri Mauldin

Background Vocals

Carl-So-Lowe

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Jermaine Dupri Mauldin

Jermaine Dupri Mauldin

Composer

Da Brat

Lyrics

Mr. Black

Composer

Narada Michael Walden

Narada Michael Walden

Composer

Jerry Cohen

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Jermaine Dupri Mauldin

Jermaine Dupri Mauldin

Producer

Michael T. Mauldin

Michael T. Mauldin

Executive Producer

John Frye

Assistant Engineer

Phil Tan

Mixing Engineer

Tony Dawsey

Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]

One-two, one-two, uh

A-one-two, one-two

Mic check, one-two, one-two

One-two, one-two, uh

One-two, one-two

Mic check, one-two, one-two

[Verse 1]

I devoted my whole life to rockin' mics, gettin' crowds lifted

Put my pants on backwards 'cause I wanted to be different

I keeps 'em with a crease, timepiece Bertolucci

House full of honeys sportin' Gucci, cuttin' coochie

I'm the man, girlfriend, luxury I swim

Macadocious to the most, brown, sexy, slim

Setter of trends, known for making dividends

And millions of people jump, jump, jump, jump

[Verse 2]

Now who choose to be the next **** to step? Get deleted by Def

Undefeated, ain't no thang to put that body to rest

Chest filled with smoke, yolkin' **** up by the collar

Follow me 'cause my dollars makin' more sense than Common

Robbin' you for your money and your diamonds

Endangerin' your species, more than a woman like the Bee Gees

No remorse, steady smokin' plenty grass, let it go

And let Da Brat commence to be the baddest ho

[Chorus]

Well, baby, roll me a mic and let me smoke 'til I'm high

If you ever seen me rock, then you know that I

Live and die for the things I do, slang I use

Breakin' down mics and destroyin' crews

Well, ****, roll me a mic and let me smoke it 'til I'm high

If you ever seen me rock, then you'll know that I

Live and die for the things I do, slang I use

Breakin' down mics and destroyin' crews

[Verse 3]

Yachts is by the sea, big party, twelve until

See, I'm the Daddy of the Mack and at the top of world, I chill

Keep it real, my field of work consists of that and

Thuggish-ass **** sayin', "Where they keep that pistol at?" (My life)

I wouldn't trade it, to me, it's nothin' better

Wakin' up when I wanna, sportin' Jay Boogie leather

Autographs, bubble baths, five-star hotels

Rollin' with a click super thick and everybody's gettin' mail

[Verse 4]

Take off the safety and face me, gun powder chowder for real

The last **** figured to ever make it off the hill

But still rhymes rock like coke that smoke

And I'm in effect with a TEC that got a infrared scope

Smackin' those actin' tough as Tinactin

Fall up in your hood and crease your brain with the MAC-10

Stack ends, seventeens on the Benz

And burner by my thigh case these **** wan' die

[Chorus]

Well, baby, roll me a mic and let me smoke 'til I'm high

If you ever seen me rock, then you know that I

Live and die for the things I do, slang I use

Breakin' down mics and destroyin' crews

Well, ****, roll me a mic and let me smoke 'til I'm high

If you ever seen me rock, then you'll know that I

Live and die for the things I do, slang I use

Breakin' down mics and destroyin' crews

[Bridge]

Oh-ooh, something tells me

We got it goin' on, we're turnin' ya on (It's that So So Def)

[Verse 5]

I want you to feel me

My whole thang is to get inside your body

I run game like my name was John Gotti

Hittin' hook shots like Vlade (Swish)

And **** around my way call me Little Liberace

A lady lover like no other

And I be lethal with my weapon, so they call me Danny Glover

Now who keep it hot? (We do)

See, So So Def ain't nothin' but a fool-ass crew

Written by: Da Brat, Jermaine Dupri Mauldin, Jerry Cohen, Mr. Black, Narada Michael Walden