Written by Brian Smith, Dan Rose, Ryan Tilly, Dave Willard

when i say hiphop you say don't stop...here we go
say...hiphop don't stop, hiphop don't stop
i'll be funkin' it up like george clinton the p-funk allstar
show me the microphone and i'll show you how far, i can take it
watch me make it so sweet, than when we break into beat you see i'm up to par
and i know what time it is because i'm rhyming this
i'm always dropping words where they belong because my timing is impeccable, respectable
everytime i get up i get down, i've been called a spectacle around town
mc fire i'm back and i'm ready to attack with the fresh-phat flow
and a wallet full of dough, been away from the game from a long long time and i still
got the rhymes that'll make you go..........
here i am lettin' loose the whiteboy with the shit and i still got the grooves
from the discowhore bit, take you back to school through a retro hit,
with the beats of the hiphop diggity-dit
now i'm gonna say hip-hop, don't stop
m-c-a-c-t-i-o-n pass me the mic and let me begin to get funky
no, i'm not a junkie, but there's a good chance i'm addicted to the skunky buds
the pub near the east-side river where i'm living, beautiful woman
always comin' up to me sayin' "aren't you that dope mc"?
and i say..."yeah...."
Anybody speak of a breakdown this shits a shakedown,
drop the fuckin’ bake down, we’ll hit ya in the mix this party never quits,
 the revolution will be televised I throw back to 8-bits, now look before you leap,
cuz I’m on top of the heap they’re all sheep that all bleat to the beat that I keep,
and you better brought some loot cuz the bill is pretty steep, I never waste my time, I ain’t givin’ it cheap.
what up peeps? and all you cool kids (that's it)
i'm sellin' my service so come place your bids
we don't bump the bass, we just bump the mids,
so never poke fun about the way i live
they call me cash till, cuz i don't have any...got a collection of hits
and i never made a penny, so follow me and your ears won't decieve
as we lead hiphop into the next century
spare no expense for the perfect sound, your ready to unravel
too tightly wound, yeah, i know you wanna move when the record spins 'round
cuz you know our turntables weigh eighty-three pounds...right now?
now i'm gonna say hiphop don't stop, hiphop don't stop, hiphop don't stop