[canibus]
c´mon c´mon c´mon c´mon c´mon c´mon c´mon c´mon, c´mon!
rock! {-echoes-}
rock! rock! rock!

verse one: canibus

jump up and down if you love the sound
we rip and rock until we tear shit down
rip rock stands for hip-hop mixed with rock´n´roll
i´m hardcore to my inner soul
hold on as i swerve outta control
directly into the unknowns of a black hole
all my real niggaz, with fucked up neurotransmitters
wavin glocks and swastikas
i´ma take twenty shots of this hard liquor
and swigga, til i´m drunk as the pississippi river
even though i know the shit is fuckin up my liver
tomorrow when i wake up, i won´t even remember {"rock!"}
how i got home - or where i got this tattoo of a mic on my arm from
or when i fucked them bitches last night, i shoulda used a condom
(i guess not) now that´s what i call rip rock!

chorus one: canibus

rip, rock, rip (c´mon) rock
rip, rock, rip (c´mon) rock
rip, rock, rip (c´mon) rock
rip (c´mon).. rock! (yeah)

{repeat chorus one}

chorus two: canibus (repeat 2x)

you want rock´n´roll? (we got it)
you want hip-hop? (we got it)
you wanna wreck shop? (we got it)
we got it got it
we got it got it got it

{-guitar interlude - like a heavy metal snake charmer´s song-}

[canibus]
c´mon! {-echoes-}
rock!
rock! rock! rock!

verse two: canibus

yo, i want you to sucker-punch whoever you standin next to
if you ready to rock with a refugee rebel
a navy seal underwater in a submarine vessel
shittin on niggaz above sea level
i´m tired of you mc´s talkin bout loot (loot!)
i´m tired of you corny drug-induced rap groups (groups!)
i´m tired of the lies, the cries, the screams
tired of gettin my name misspelled in magazines {"rock!"}
i´m tired of you two-faced disc jockeys
non-believers, suckin on my arch enemy´s penis
you know who you are, i´m talkin to you
you need to recognize i´m tryin to introduce somethin new
somethin i would sacrifice my life or die for
somethin if i was already dead i would rise for
somethin that would make a fool a hundred times wiser
somethin that will help all mankind to prosper
i die with laughter, lookin at you wack mc´s
with your craft unmastered, bastards
hip-hop in it´s rarest form, crossbreeded
with rock´n´roll, now rip rock is born, motherfuckers!

chorus one

chorus two

[canibus]
c´mon! {-echoes-}
c´mon!
c´mon c´mon c´mon! {-echoes-} (yeah!)
c´mon! {-echoes-}
c´mon c´mon c´mon c´mon c´mon! {-echoes-} (yeah!)
c´mon! rip rooooooooooooooooooock!