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Please Beware That This Album Has a Parental Advisory for Explicit Content and Language. Listener discretion is advised.Some of my lyrics may depict fictional scenarios, characters, or events. These are purely imaginative and not autobiographical.



My Story
It has been approximately 30 years since I said to myself, “I think I can write, perform and produce a Rap Album just as good as the ones I’m listening to now.” So, that was my thought process back then when I began to put pen to paper. My goal was to write lyrics that told a story. Not ones that just had catchy lines with catchy hooks. I believe I accomplished that. After I had my songs written, I was then ready to hit the studio.
That’s when the shock of the cost for studio time made me almost throw my hands up and forget about producing this album. I believe I had a budget of about $2,000. Luckily, after shopping around, I found this studio that was just starting up and was excited to get any bookings. I was able to squeeze a few tracks out of this studio before my funds were almost exhausted. Don, one of the owners of the studio, knew I was passionate about my project, so he introduced me to someone he knew who worked out of a home studio. This was a perfect arrangement for me because his rates were just right for what I had remaining in my budget. I am not sure what happened, but I was only able to complete maybe 2-3 tracks at this home studio.
The last studio I worked with, and I believe the most productive studio, was a makeshift studio in the back of a barber shop. At this point my budget had been exhausted. The remainder of my project was financed from my weekly paycheck working as a grocery store stock clerk.
B Boy(barber/producer) was able to record and help arrange the last few songs on the album just the way I wanted them. He also made it possible to use a couple of his other recording clients to do cameos on my album. Their cameos gave the album a little more flavor. A big shout out to B Boy for making that happen. And a shout out to the other two studios for making sure I had a good master tape to carry from studio to studio. B Boy compressed the final master tape as best he could and sent me on my way. I also want to thank my family and friends for lending their voices to different spots on this album.
I have always felt that this album was ahead of its time so that’s why I’ve waited until now to share it with the world.
I must admit that the sound quality on a few tracks is not very good. The phrase, "you get what you pay for" is absolutely true. The truth is, I just didn’t have enough funds left for any more studio time to give the album the finishing touches that it needed. But before I release the entire album, I plan to release a couple tracks that will generate enough interest that will allow me to have the album redone professionally. (I will allow 2 tracks to be downloaded at a later time.)
Another truth, that I have been told, is this album can also fall into the Genre of being an inspirational or a poetry over music album. Today I don't consider myself to be a rapper or poet, but this work represents a time in my life when I thought I could be both.
So, as I begin this next phase with producing this album, please wish me luck and keep me in your prayers. In today’s time, we need a whole lot of both.
Thank you!
It's now the year 2025!
30 years has past and technology has provided a whole new set of opportunities. Because of technology, I can now take my lyrics and create a whole new sound. Each one of my previous songs has been remastered with the same lyrics. The option to listen to both is available. Take a listen and let me know what you think. Oh Yeah, the Intro is so cool that it stayed the same for both versions.



INTRO
Watch Dahoop Blow Up!
Low Down & Dirty
Hip Hop Lady
Black Woman, Wake Up
Mama’s Baby
Who’s Wrong?, Who’s Right?
LHC (Lonely Hearts Club)
Freaks

INTRO
Hello. Ty, this is CeCe
What's up girl
Girlfriend I was at the club last night and this rapper got on the mic and just shook the whole place up
What was his name
He called himself DAHOOP
He was rapping so hard you can see the veins in his neck
Girl his forehead was filled with sweat
Next thing I know his body had a spontaneous combustion; he just blew up right there on the stage
His chocolate body was everywhere
What a waste, because he was so tasty

Watch Dahoop Blow Up!

Hold on tight. It's time.
15 years ago.
We wrote little rhymes
To dis each other
We never thought
It would go any further
Today, those little rhymes
They have a new name
Thank God for the brothers
Who invented this rap game
Now I have my life on paper
I no longer feel stuck
Check your weapons at the door
Come watch
Dahoop Blowup!
I told Erica, I rap now
I got some lines
That will put you in a coma
She said “yeah
You and everybody else’s momma”
But my rhymes will make people listen
Some will even pay
She looked at me
With the girlish smile
And said “yeah
That’s what they all say”
So, I gave up
The juice and gin
And when I did
I lost all my
Phony friends
I didn’t do it by myself
God was my Helper
He showed me the way
By making me a
12 Stepper
The mic is my
New friend now
And we are blowing up
From town to town
We even went through
The Bible Belt
Where they said
They just didn’t do such
Before we left
like the Dahoop
They were blowing up
Just as much
(Chorus)
Blowup Hoop!
We love you, man.
Blowup Hoop!
We’re your biggest fans
Blowup Hoop!
You can’t finish until you start
Blowup Hoop!
We know your rhymes are coming
Straight from the heart
Whenever I go to Atlanta GA
I go straight to Magic City
That's where the girls make their ass clap
With the big, with the big
With the big-big titties.
You will never find Dahoop
Hanging around the bar
I’m too busy getting down
With my favorite dancer
Her name is Star
Now, they are gone
Dahoop had to find
A new place to get
His bone on
You can find me
At Club Nicki’s
Hanging in the back
Get a table dance
You can play, you can play
With the Kitty cat
Around 3
Club Illusions is where
You can find me
That’s where I met
This girl from DC
And the one who said
Her name was Potato
She was begging
Just like a Ho
So, I took DC
To the dance floor
We were jamming hard
Off that Craig Mack
I was humping her thigh
She was humping mine back
After the dance
Dahoop got pissed
Because the phone number
I did not get
Now she is calling me
Saying can I be
Part of your staff
And the one named Potato
Follow me everywhere I go
Begging me
For my autograph
To all you ladies who ladies
Who shot Dahoop down
And left me laying there
like a lame duck
Put your finger in your ear
And dry your tear
Come watch Dahoop Blowup!
(Chorus)
Blowup Hoop!
We love you, man.
Blowup Hoop!
We’re your biggest fans
Blowup Hoop!
You can’t finish until you start.
Blowup Hoop!
We know your rhymes are coming
Straight from the heart.
Do you think I need to double that up

Low Down & Dirty
​
D- A- H- O- O-P
Tell me Hoop why are they Low Down &Dirty
I don’t know K Dog, Let’s see
I want to get mine
like you got yours
So, I keep my head up
While I’m stocking this store
After 16 years
Yeah you can guess
Dahoop has made
No progress
To you, it’s no big deal
But I can see what’s true
The reason I’m stuck
like a rat in glue
My eyes are brown
And not blue
Now my boss
Will try to convince you
That there is not
A strike against me
If your eyes are connected to your brain
Then you can see
These Billion-dollar companies
Of the nineties
Are just, Low Down & Dirty
As a teen, I was constantly asked
Hoop, why you ain’t sprinting down the sideline
Or gliding through the air
The answer was simple
Because my Pop wasn’t there
Like other kids in the hood
I had ability
I just needed that male figure there
To push me.
By the time my mom remarried
It was too late, Gee
I don’t know why my dad chose
The steps he walked
The subject didn’t come up
The last time we talked
I don’t know if it was in his plans
But how could he leave his family
And still consider himself a man
My dad is no longer on this earth
His life was taken one night
While dealing in dirt
I never hated my dad
He didn’t have to say he was sorry
Experiencing scenes like this
My 2 little boys won’t have to worry
No matter how hard times may get
You’ll never hear them say
Their dad was, Low Down & Dirty
When I first met Ya
I was glad I was the first man to get with Ya
I could tell by the tenderness of your skin
You were as pure as the driven snow
You could tell by the grip I had on those 34 Ds that I wasn’t going to let go
But I did,
Really Doe
For 4 years you had gone your way
I had gone mine
In the middle of the night
I would think about that smile
Those big teeth, all the time
I came through your door
I stepped up to Ya
You backed away me
You said while crossing your eyes
“I don’t know where your lips been
And I don’t have big teeth.”
The only way I could get you
To no longer feel
Hesitant toward me
I wrote you a poem titled
A Story of Destiny
This is how it goes
will you please hit the key
Once, there was a boy and girl who really cared for each other. For some reason, the boy couldn’t express his true feelings. The boy and girl eventually became separated. As time passed the boy became a man, faith brought the 2 sweethearts together again. This time feelings are being expressed; ideas are being shared; their destiny is being fulfilled.
In the heat of the moment
She calls me Buck
In the heat of the moment
I call her Missy
When we’re laying there in each other’s arms
We can feel the security
Of our love, Gee
There are many opportunities
But there is no way
On God’s green earth
That either one of us could be,
Low Down & Dirty

Hip Hop Lady
The sun was beating down
On my 70 Olds
The black walls were shining
The Keystone rims
Were trimmed in gold
I did 30
Very slowly
As I cruised Lamplighter
I had to check my amp
Because the bass could have been
A little bit tighter
When I raised up
Guess what
I was blinded by this girl
With the big ole butt
The one I wanted to get with
For a long time
The Olds stopped
I dropped
My most serious lines
She had the Dookie Braids
And that gold tooth smile
That tear drop ass
Went on for miles
She had the short skirt
The girl was a flirt
Those pink panties
Made my crotch hurt
I was impressed
By the Annie Nicole Smith chest
She had Do Me Baby
Tattooed on her breast
There is no doubt
In my mind, Gee
That she is the one for me
Now Dahoop can be, happy
(Chorus)
With this round about
Talked about
Will never get played out
Hip Hop Lady
She wanted to know
Where’s the Bo
Sorry, Baby
I don’t do that no Mo
But I will polish your chrome
And when I’m through
I will take you home
If you let me hit it
From the back
She said, “I’m sorry Hoop
I will do anything for my man
I won’t do that”
She’s a fan
Of Jimmy Hats
24-7, she’s there for her kids
Don’t regret a damn thing
She ever did
Catch a braid out of place
Man, shiiiiit
Her conversation
Is straight from the heart
A single mother
With 2 part-time jobs
On the weekend
When we hit the club
For a few hours she puts down
Her motherly love
When we hit the door
There she go
Straight to the dance floor
She’s my lady, so
She’s not a Ho
No, I don’t get bugged
Just because she satisfies
Every thug in the club
Jealousy
Is not a part of me
It’s in her nature that she be
(Chorus)
A round about
Talked about
Will never get played out
Hip Hop Lady
Thanks, Latifah
McLyte
Yo-yo
Salt & Pepper
For making a way for the TLC
3 of the finest Hip Hop Ladies
When I first heard the Boss
I had to make a Total
Choice
With a Smooth
Lady Bug
Yo, Patra, I want Ya
This Bham Thug
Lady of Rage, you leave me in a daze
When I’m listening to Da Brat
She wears the baggy clothes because she’s cool like that, cool like that, cool like that
Which brings me to Dis and Dat
Shay-Shay, Ne-Ne
On any given day, you can get with me
If it’s OK
With Mary J
She gets all my props
The queen of Hip Hop
And Yo, this is where my tribute stops
(Rap Outro)
A freaky deaky
Well maybe
Yes, I am a Hip Hop lady
No, that’s not a guarantee
That you and me
Will get busy
Well, let the cash flow
So you can see
If I am truly
A round about
Talked about
Will never get played out
Hip Hop Lady

Black Woman, Wake Up
Yo, you got Dahoop back on the mic
I’m fixin to break off something
For my Nubian Princess
Black Woman
What is wrong with you
When I was down with you
You were down with me too
Now I’m trapped in a wall of voodoo
Cut loose that so call friend
Her name is San
She’s been beat down,
She has been runned down
Aint never kept a man
The last time
The tack head was over
I threw her bone
She was slobbering like a rover
I asked you to fix me some grits
I heard the tack head say
“Girl, I wouldn’t take that shit
You don’t need a man
Telling you what to do
Where to go
Girl just hit the door
Leave that going nowhere zero”
Black Woman
Open your eyes so you can see
Misery
Loves company
Oh my God,
Why me
(Her Response)
Why not you?
You think just because you put a ring on a Woman’s finger that makes her your personal puppet.
You better get real
This is the nineties
And if you are going to play like Big Daddy
You’re going to have to pay like Big Daddy
You better wakeup
This is not the first time I had drop a bomb
On a predator
Who tried to come
Between me and my Woman
It was back in the day
When we didn’t have a car
We had to walk very far
The attitude was
Let’s make love, not war
We didn’t have a TV
To disturb us
When we got busy
9 months later
You gave me a future G
12 months later
You said you didn’t love me
You didn’t need me
Will I please hit the streets
I stood outside
I saw the writing on the wall
Blue eyed devil uses Black Woman
Make sure Black Man Falls
He hit me in the back
Damn coward used my Woman
In his sneak attack
He put her up high
So she looks down on me
He put my Black Woman on salary
And now you want to know why I’m so angry
When she got home
She didn’t listen to me
Telling me what she will
What she won’t do
Totally disrespecting
You know who
Black Woman open your eyes
So you can see
Black man needs you
So he will no longer be
An endangered specie
The instructions are written
Very plainly
1 Corinthians 11:3
As sure as 1 and 1 is 2
I love you
I adore you
I cry for you
Just trust what your man is saying is true
And I will still be down with you too
Black Woman
Are you listening?
(Her Response)
Yeah, I’ve been listening and maybe what you are saying is true
Since you are going to be down with me
I'm going to be down with you too
Now don’t you think I’m giving in
I just don’t want to sin
This is a promise from 1 Black Woman
To her Black Man.
Are you Listening?

Mama’s Baby
Ohh, Yeah, Man, who bad ass kid is that
Look at Little Pee Wee
He just scrapped his leg
Mama had it patched up
Before it bled
Look at Little Pee Wee
He’s pushing 4
Mama never told
Little Pee Wee no
Look at Little Pee Wee
Pissing on the floor
If there was ever a time
He couldn’t have his way
The temper tantrums
Would last all damn day
As mom popped pill after pill
This is what she had to say
​
(Chorus)
He’s my Baby
She couldn’t tell him no
But he’s my Baby
That love she had to show
I love you Baby
She wants to be his friend
Ooh, ooh, Baby
She’ll be there to the end
Jr High
Pee Wee just got stuck
This less fortunate kid
Wanted his Karl Kani Bucks
Mom was tired of seeing her son
Constantly on the run
Upon Pee Wee’s request
She bought him
A 6 shot, nickel plated gun
With gun in hand
He can feel the power
5-foot Pee Wee
Is the man of the hour
His mind is made up
Never again
Will he get stuck
Being on the run
Was no fun
In the back of his mind
He couldn’t wait to use
His 6 shot, nickel plated gun
It wasn’t long either
Just like a few months back
Little Pee Wee
Was getting jacked
No, he didn’t run
Yes, he pulled his gun
He shot at the Jackers
He shot at the Jackers
He shot and shot and shot
And shot and missed
A little girl got caught in the crossfire
That little girl is now Hist….
Looks like Pee Wee
Just got his wish
Mom got there just in time
To see Pee Wee
Being taken away
She fell to her knees
This is what she had to say
(Chorus)
He’s my Baby
She couldn’t tell him no
But he’s my Baby
That love she had to show
I love you Baby
She wants to be his friend
Ooh, ooh, Baby
She’ll be there to the end
The court room was packed
Each and every seat
The people wanted to see
If justice could be reached
Mom’s head was in her hands
She was feeling sick
The jury just returned
With a guilty verdict
Looks like Pee Wee
Is gonna feel the stick
His eyes searched the room
He could feel his doom
He was looking
For somewhere to go
Sorry Bro
Next stop death row
Mom stood outside the gate walls
She watched the lights flicker
When they pulled the switch
She turned her eyes to the heavens
And said, “Dear God
Why did it have to end like this?”
The way she treated her son
She thought it was OK
And on a real quiet night
You can hear a million other mother’s voices say
(Chorus)
He’s my Baby
She should have told him no
But he’s my Baby
Tough love you should show
I love you Baby
He don’t need you for a friend
Ooh, ooh, Baby
I’ll be there until the end
Mama’s Baby
Papa’s maybe
But Mama will always be there to the end

Who’s Wrong, Who’s Right

Like the scare crow
I stand still and observe
Until the wind blow
Sometimes, my reaction is slow
You can bet your last dollar
Dahoop let you know
No seizures here, Bro
You will never see me
Bite my tongue
Could it be
I’m the chosen one
When you tighten your grip
Around my neck
I have to say,
“Ahh, what the heck”
Chop, chop, chop
Now you’re my level
I can maintain my self-respect
Your salary is 3 times
That of mine
So, during the holiday
I don’t chip in a dime
To buy you
Some expensive ass gift
When the only thing I got
Is a tired ass back
From working this night shift
Now this is not a matter of
Black & White
It’s deeper than that
Yo, Boss
​
(Chorus)
Who’s Wrong
Who’s Right
Look at the way you treat Bob
He ain’t got no nuts
He does a fine ass job
Because of some misunderstanding
From the past
You feel you have to constantly chew
This grown man’s ass
He won’t stand up to you
So, you dog him for fun
It could never happen to Dahoop
I’m not the one
Hey Bob, I’m help you out of
This predicament
Watching you getting chewed out
Is making me sick
Wait, give me air
I think I may vomit
Hey Bob, this is what
I’m going to do for you
Here, take one of my balls
Their bigger
Than the average two
Tote it in her pocket
It’s too big for your sack
And when you grow own
I want mine back
Look at Bob
The big man around town
He is no longer
Getting pushed down
When they ask you where
You got your will to fight
Tell them Dahoop
Yo, Bob
​
(Chorus)
Who’s Wrong
Who’s Right
Yo, Mr. CEO
Once your billion-dollar deal is done
Will I still have a job
So I can feed
My wife and sons
You’re in control of your own destiny
This we know is true
Mr. CEO
Do you know
Who made who
Ask your
“If it wasn’t for
The 27,000 broken backs
Will my Docker pockets
Be this damn fat?”
Well, maybe so
Your inherited wealth
Will see to that
Where are your concerns
You made it quite clear
With the message you sent
“I hope the new owner
Don’t cancel the golf tournament”
Not one damn concern
About the employee
My eyes were closed
But now I can see
Mr. CEO, you never gave a damn
About me
Talking that shit
That we were family
When all is said and done
Dahoop will not go out
Without a fight
Mr. CEO
I want to know
Before I go
​
(Chorus)
Who’s Wrong
Who’s Right

LHC (Lonely Hearts Club)

Yo, what’s up B Boy
Look man
How about rolling that track we were working on last night, man
I got some shit I need to drop, man
It’s real hard
I know have to be strong
But I just got to let it out, man
Yeah, it goes something like this, man
I know you can’t imagine
I know you can’t see
How Dahoop ended up
At this LHC
The LHC
Is for dumb asses like me
Who couldn’t get no respect
From their main lady
Now, some may say
“Hey Hoop
Why do you stay
Why don’t you just leave
Her tight ass along”
Because the next time I see my kids
They may be grown
A whole life gone
My kids wondering why
“Hey, Mommy
Did my daddy die
Or was he
Just another deadbeat
Who chased every damn skirt
like a dog in heat
Or could it have been
My dad was a true Black Man
Who couldn’t take no shit”
There is nothing like a Woman
Who bitch, bitch, bitch
Through all this pain
I got much love
Pork chops and rice
Yeah, that’s what I’m made of
​
(Chorus)
I miss you, Baby
Can’t wait to let you go
I miss you, Baby
Can’t wait to let you go
I miss you, Baby
Can’t wait to let you go
That’s Mike over there
He’s drinking beer after beer
Ole Mike did all he could do
Not to end up here
The story that he told
His wife was very bold
He caught her cheating ass
Boning an 18-year-old
Get your ass out
Don’t come around here
No more
You got to go
Want to give it up
To every Tom and Joe
And then your ass’ll get mad
When I call you a Ho
So, poor little Mike
He’s drinking all the beers
To hold back the tears
C’mon Mike
let’s get on out of here
He said, “I miss her Hoop”
You got to let her go
But “I miss her Hoop”
You got to let her go
But “I miss her Hoop”
You got to let her go
I know she feels my pain,
I know she wants to change
But she just can’t give in
I know the devils happy
Like a brand-new Pappy
With his new friend
When you’re wrong
You’re wrong
You got to be strong
To let the truth in
As I write this song
I could go on and on
But what good will it do
My Baby is gone
She left me along
With all the bills, too
(Chorus)
Ooh, I miss you Baby
Can’t wait to let you go
I miss you Baby
Can’t wait to let you go
I miss you Baby
Can’t wait to let you go
I miss you Baby
Can’t wait to let you go
Damn, trying to keep real, trying to keep real
Now that’s for real, that’s some real shit

Freaks
Ooh, Ahh, Shing a-Linga, Ling
Damn, I love to sling that thing
I sling it to east
I sling it to the west
Damn, Hoop, you are the best
(Chorus)
When do the Freaks come out
The Freaks are here tonight
When do the Freaks come out
The Freaks are here tonight
When do the Freaks come out
The Freaks are here tonight
I was there when the first Freak came out
She had a bone in her nose
She didn’t wear no clothes
A fine motherfucker from head to toe
You can find her at Tee’s
She’s on her knees
She’s at the P-West
Damn, that girl is blessed
Good God, Oh Lord, it’s harder and harder
I only found 2 Freaks at the French Quarters
All you players, will you answer my shout
​
(Chorus)
When do the Freaks come out
The Freaks are here tonight
When do the Freaks come out
The Freaks are here tonight
When do the Freaks come out
The Freaks are here tonight
It’s 8 o’clock and I got to get ready
I can’t break my date with my new Freak Betty
Some think it’s wrong because her skin is latex
I know it’s right, because she gives the best sex
Betty takes my thing
She makes it hang
She goes Ooh, Ahh, Shing a-Linga, Ling
Ooh, Ahh, Shing a-Linga, Ling
Look at Betty sling that thing
She slings it to the east
She slings it to the west
5 minutes later, her face is a mess
Yes, I clean her up before I put her back
The very next day we’re back in the sack
You Pimps, Hustlers, Dealers and Players
Nod your head if you know what I’m saying
(Chorus)
When do the Freaks come out
The Freaks are here tonight
When do the Freaks come out
The Freaks are here tonight
When do the Freaks come out
The Freaks are here tonight
You know you got a Freak
When you say "Baby, I’ll be gentle, not rough and tough"
She says "uh-uh, oh no, you tear this pussy up"
You know you got a Freak
When you can take her to park, after dark
And drive your Mercedes into her garage
You know you got a Freak
When you can raise the ante
She can’t cover the bet, so she gives you her panties
You know you got a Freak
When she says, “I will come now, you can come later”
Then takes out your dick and uses a vibrator
You know you got a Freak
When you can buy her the finest things
Just bought a big house
And then come home early
And catch your neighbor wearing her out
Hey Ms. Tucker when you hear my song
And you start to moan
Will you please, ooh please give Dahoop his due
Because we all know there is a Freak in you, too
(Chorus)
When do the Freaks come out
The Freaks are here tonight
When do the Freaks come out
The Freaks are here tonight
When do the Freaks come out
The Freaks are here tonight
When do the Freaks come out
The Freaks are here tonight
Hey, B, she was Freaky, man
I’m telling you, she was Freaky


