Lyrics:

(Ludacris)
Now this is what they call poetry in motion
My soul bleeds on the paper, heart screams with emotion
It's my daily devotion that verses stay deeper then the ocean
So hip hop you owe me a promotion
Yeah I do a little boastin' and braggin'
What's all the commotion and naggin' about
'Cause I'm still the champ in the south
Cause rappers get in the booth and I keep draggin' 'em out
Where they firin' these pink slips I'm handin' 'em out
Cause this is Theater of the Mind
Consider it a sign of what's to come next
My moneys just fine, bank filled with dumb checks
Terrorist threat flow, proceed to drop bombs like Mr. Funk Flex
But I don't do it for the money, I do it from the heart
I do it with the beatbox, I did it from the start
I do it for the DJs, I do it for the charts
The Van Gogh flow, Luda do it 'cause it's art
I do it for the fans, I do it on command
I do it for the front row, I do it for the stands
I spit it for the hood, I do it for the block
And since nine years old, I did it for hip hop!

I don't do for the cars and the fancy drops
I do it for hip-hop
I do it for hip-hop
I do it for hip-hop
And I don't do for the chains and the flashin' rocks
I do it for hip-hop
I do it for hip-hop
I do it for hip-hop

(Nas)
They say I'm so low key, I'm socially awkward
Only niggas who really know me who I talk with
They smile in the light, hate in the dark
You call it beef to me it's just a fuckin' walk in the park
Because you are who you are when nobody's lookin'
That's who you are so when the cash and the cars is gone
The day after tomorrow, don't be askin' to borrow
Ski maskin' it hard like the way you rap in your bars
I could ride on you and whoever, devise new endeavors
I'm as live as a hive full of predators
Twenty thousands different species of bees
Some have poisonous sting, some just pollinate leafs
Like rap, some just buzz some will attack
Compromise their own life in fact
Sixteen years since my first sixteen
Pardon the rest of my niggas
But I'm the best whoever did it

(Ludacris)
I don't do for the cars and the fancy drops
(Nas)
I do it for hip-hop
I do it for hip-hop
(Ludacris)
I do it for hip-hop
And I don't do for the chains and the flashin' rocks
(Nas)
I do it for hip-hop
I do it for hip-hop
I do it for hip-hop

(Jay-Z)
Hip-hop, started out in the park
We used to do it to avoid the Narcs
I used to do it so the homeboy Clark can get the fuck off my back while I knocked off these packs
I used to rap to impress my friends
To pass the time while I was gettin' it in
Just so happens I'm so illegal with the pen they ain't want me doing anything illegal again
I lost a lot of dogs to these streets
I got Grammy awards on these beats
Thank God for Cool Herc
Without this shit I probably woulda got murked
Shout outs to Grandmaster Flash and the cash
And even Jaz bum ass
Hip hop helped me wash my rocks
These other rappers couldn't wash my socks
That's why I took the number one slot
The realest shit in rap comes from my voice box
Lord knows when I was on my clock
I probably never woulda stopped
Thank God for hip-hop

(Ludacris)
I don't do for the cars and the fancy drops
(Jay-Z)
I do it for hip-hop
I do it for hip-hop
(Ludacris)
I do it for hip-hop
And I don't do for the chains and the flashin' rocks
(Jay-Z)
I do it for hip-hop
I do it for hip-hop
(All)
I do it for hip-hop

(Ludacris)
I don't do for the cars and the fancy drops
I do it for hip-hop
I do it for hip-hop
I do it for hip-hop
And I don't do for the chains and the flashin' rocks
I do it for hip-hop
I do it for hip-hop
I do it for hip-hop