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Grandmaster Flash lyrics - Da Bop Boom Bang

U Know What Time It Is

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(Music: J.Saddler Lyrics: L.Dukes, G.Williams - From the Grandmaster Flash Album Ba-Dop-Boom-Bang Elektra '87) Just Get Off The Wall, Let's Have A ball The 70's are gone, it's the 80's y'all Grab a fly girl by the hand and ask her to dance C'mon Fellas don't be shy, just take a chance You'll never know it might lead to romance cause the beat is cold stompin', it'll put you in a trance you're so hypnotized that you stop and stare i'm steppin out of this cuase i'm not with that there! get on the dancefloor c'mon take a stand all the girlies in the place wanna dance with you my man get on the floor and work it out if you can here's my Ulterior motive, I mean my game plan it doesn't hurt to flirt, just go ahead and chase the skirt you can't help it, it's your line of work To get women on the floor it's you they adore, you might as well Chorus: You Know What Time It Is Hang On party people cause here we go we're gonna cold take the party to another plateau but in order for us to achieve a new height we wanna hear flash cut the beat up, ain't that right while flash is choppin the mix like an ax on wood you gotta dance cuase the beat is finger lickin good throw your hands above your head and reach for a cloud and if there's anything you want to say, say it loud i know the bass is pumpin' so hard the lights are dim and y'all are lettin me know we're cold blowin the rim that's right , you're being served, served with a smile and homeboy you don't like it, we can step in the aisle just show no shame, you know it's only right and if there's anything you want to get off, get it off tonight Chorus A simple puch of the fade, a little flex of the wrist flash whoopin the mix while I'm kickin the gift yo like a double edge razor, the boy is nice when he cuts, give him room, or you might get sliced he's too cold to hold, to hot to be stopped this jam that we got is good to the last drop weather you like it or not, we rock yo since the day we emerged, have you heard that it was all about a party and yo' this is word this party's rated NS for no suckers allowed that's the scoop, hear me troop so don't you come here actin' wild but as you know there's always one in the crowd you wanna party, then act like you know, can you dig it and if you came to get Ill, Forget it, I ain't with it Chorus

Cph Moro Feat. Majid, Creative

OUTLANDISH "Outlands Official"
Majid: CPH sick like a rape case never the less u´ll give it up all for a taste we waste no time partying just like we apes flavor most y’all sparkling on your fucking tapes in this entertainment shine like platinum bracelets capture your listeners no matter what their race is be ready to face this dangerous lyrically outrages blowing up the spot cuz I’m the one that amazes Say why y’all gotta be calling my home city a ghetto, when it’s not I never seen a real ghetto before – damn!!! I know my block Concrete jungle – but it ain’t mo´ than that baby, u know!!! There’s no thug life - no bitches and ain’t nobody’s poor See my slums are mo´ like Pleasantville With a murder once a year + some alcoholics on every street corner sipping on welfare I’m making it clear I represent hip hop over here Copenhagen 2660 - el moro yeah!!! Chorus: outland-moro don’t run or hide renovadores better recognize outland-moro ´till the day that I die cph-moro feeling real high En esta selva de concreto Se siembran los rumores Crecen, se abultan, desvanecen A cada amanecer con lengua de serpiente Venenozo anochecer Dicen conocerme Una vez me han mirado O han pasado por mi lado Mis pasos son contados En los oscuros callejones Fantasía nunca falta La vida no vale nada Si no es para vivir Por que pasar el tiempo Comentando mi existir (Translated) In this concrete jungle People sow the rumors They grow, they enlarge, and they vanish Every single dawn, is like a serpent tongue Venomous nightfall They claim to know me And only once have they seen me Or walked by me Its like my steps are counted In the dark alleys The fantasy never misses But life is nothing worth If it isn’t to live it So why expend their time Comment on my existence Creative: See this is where I took my first breath born and bread lot of bloodshed and now I’m probably stuck until I’m dead codename silent alcoholic who wont say a word and still leave the club with your bird yo I’m like the devil in the church when I creep on these dead end streets 2 many wanna see me buried 6 feet deep bringing heat on this planet where I’m stranded calling the shots the way I planned it Chorus... Lets dance Lets see if you stand a chance You wanna go toe to toe with the best but cant keep up your pants Outland moro represents and conquer your camp With a million hardcore immigrants we doing biz Live and direct they digging what we doing chasing figures Still got itchy fingers on triggers outland niggers We taking hip hop to the next level Sky’s the limit for these devils Don’t course trouble but revolution like we rebels CPH moro leaving my mark like Zorro screaming moro And cock the hammer Copenhagen to Havana Some say we mainstream out for the cream But hip hops about changes and fulfilling your dreams Chorus...

Mr. What I Wanna Be

Freestyle
I EVERYONE HAS A FRIEND OF THEIR OWN SOMEONE THAT WE CAN LOOK UP TO MINE IS LIKE NO ONE I'VE EVER KNOWN HE'S NOT LIKE ME, HE'S NOT LIKE YOU II WHILE YOU AND I CLIMB THE LADDER HIGH HE LOOKS INTO THE HORIZON HE ASKS ME “ BOY, WHAT ARE YOU TRYIN' TO FIND? “ THEN I REALIZE MY JOURNEY'S JUST BEGUN… CHORUS I EVERYBODY, SAY “HELLO' TO THIS FRIEND OF MINE HE'S STANDING HERE, RIGHT INSIDE OF ME AND EVERYBODY, HE'S THE ONE WHO'S ALWAYS ON MY MIND HE'S SOMEBODY YOU DON'T SEE… III KNOWING WHAT'S GOOD, AND WHAT IS RIGHT FROM WRONG HE ALWAYS SEEKS TO FIND IT THE CHOICE BETWEEN COIN AND CANDY FOR THE SOUL HE NEEDS NOBODY TO REMIND HIM IV HE ALWAYS PACKS HIS BAG WITH HONESTY SPECIALLY TO SHOW TO HIMSELF A TANK-FULL OF COURAGE AND HUMILITY SO HE WON'T GET LOST, TRYIN' TO BE SOMEBODY ELSE CHORUS II EVERYBODY, SAY “ HELLO' TO THIS FRIEND OF MINE HE'S STANDING HERE, RIGHT INSIDE OF ME AND EVERYBODY, HE'S THE ONE WHO'S ALWAYS ON MY MIND HE'S SOMEBODY YOU DON'T SEE… HIS NAME IS MR. WHAT- I – WANNA – BE HIS NAME IS MR. WHAT- I – WANNA - BE BRIDGE AND THE RACE GOES ON , AND ON, AND ON THE RACE FOR TRUTH IN A WORLD OF LIES LIFE IS NOT JUST WHAT WE HAVE KNOWN IN A WORLD FULL OF BLINDNESS, NOW I WANNA SEE WITH BOTH MY EYES REPEAT CHORUS II CODA I AM LEARNING I AM LEARNING FROM SOMEONE NEVER STOP LEARNING UNTIL HE AND I ARE ONE

Its Friday Nite

Flakiss "Liberate"
(Chorus) 1x Its Friday Nite, Im heading for the club, my girls by my side, Lets Party! Its Friday Nite, Im feelin all right, Im ready to get drunk, Lets do it! (Verse 1) Son, las seis de la tarde, me voy a mi casa, llamo a la Karra para ver lo que pasa. Hey girl, kaile al canton, no pidas permiso, mejor pides perdon. Y no se te olvide traer mi pantalon el que me queda apretedito para ve me bien chingon. and dont forget my children no te hagas la pendeja, te llevas mis cosas pero nada me regresas. que bueno que llegaste, a Sandy no invitastes, hey Rosie no te empedes por que hases un desastre. Hablale a lucy y que se espere en la esquina y que no invite a su prima, esa me da mal espina. Me and my girls are ready to party, antes de salir, we down some bacardi,(down it) estamos hoy de fiesta, me voy a divertir, por favor a mi vato no le vayan a decir. (Chorus) 1x Subense al impala, ponme some tight beats, urban original, toca me a JAE-P. pass me my forty put the music real loud Down that shit girls Fuck it! Feel the sounds, me dice el mesero, Te traigo un cerveza? Traimela despues, mejor danos un mesa Me gusta esa cancion, me agrada el corazon Los vatos no se acercan por que les faltan pantalon, quieren que bailemos y no se acercan por temor No tendran dinero pa' comprarnos el liquor Lo que estan tocando es banda con hip-hop Se me antoja agaralo from the bottom to the top That sexy vato, facil me lo atrapo En la manera que me ve de serguro que le agrado se viene acercando me parece buena onda, By the looks in his pants es un anaconda (chorus1x) Hey! Bring me some tequila y me traes un limon Si no yo te devuelvo tambien a tu rincon Tu sabes como va I wanna get my groove on Despues unos shots you know get my cuba Te gusta pasito la manera que me muevo Me muevo despasito Ven y siente me poquito Me enloquese tu holor y la forma en tocarme, acercate a mi empieza a platicarme, que fue lo que paso? De donde eso salio? No chupes el oido! Pinche mandilon! No me trates de besar! Que piensas tu pendejo? Me voy con tu amigo y por el aqui te dejo Me dijiste soy tu sueno Con tu cara te risueno Me gustaste esta noche, pero yo ya tengo dueno Insistes demasiado, mejor ay lo dejomos Tus vatos tienen la rason, es por que ya nos vamos (Chorus2x) Yo Brix! There goes another fat one for you record! ENS baby is in the house and linus and univision and we out!

Man Royal

BEENIE MAN "Best Of Beenie Man"
Intro: Yeh man, mi know she mek yu sick man Yu see how she a mek yu a vomit, laugh... Yu see it a das why mi tell yu nuh Brethren Yu see me Beenie Man mi a go tell yu something Hear mi Chorus: Mi nuh wha nuh Man Royal gal, gal Gimmi di gal dem wid di real born serial Gal come a dance dress up in a man material All in a dress like she a go funeral-al Mi nuh wha no Man Royal, gal, gal Gimme di gal dem wid di real born serial Gal come a dance dress up in a man material All in a dress like, wol on Repeat Verse 1: Gal come in a dance an all a walk an al a push Call har patel that's exactly how she look Gal can't even cook, she all a read out a book Every night she an a gal gwan in a bush Eeh, cause she a husband crook, wol on Gal come in a dance an all a stand up an pose A wiggle an a wine up ina people ole clothes Yuh draw fi a lighter, an she draw fi a hose Cause she no wha bun di clothes So sing along Chorus 2x Verse 2: A how she walk, a how she talk, a how she flex A just di way mi hear she stay Bout she wha look di D.J. A itch up an a wine up wid har friend dem An di ole a dem a guy And mi hear she stay di same way Reason why mi hate di Man Royal gal dem All ways end up wid nuff ole bwoy friend All six, seven, eight, nine, fifteen a dem Eeh, wid all a one gal friend, so sing again Chorus 2x Wol on, wol on, wol on Verse 3: Anytime mi see dem pon di street affi laugh Some gal weh a walk wid all dem head bawl off Strong like a samson, like a weight dem pop off Mi haffi drw fi mi mask, wol on deh Mi know a Man Royal gal name Jone Feminine creature full a man harmones Last week mi hear Patsy in har love zone, muh Mi tell har leave mi alone, an fling a stone Chorus 2x Mix up, mix up, mix up, time again man Repeat Verse 1, Chorus, Repeat Verse 2

Vera Cruz

SANTANA "Angels All Around Us"
Vera Cruz (Music/ Lyrics: Carlos Santana, Gregg Rolie, Chester Thompson, Jeffrey Cohen, Buddy Miles) Come on, baby, don't you wanna go Way down south, talkin' 'bout Mexico Straight through the jungle, out to the sea We'll have some fun if you fly away with me Like some old movie in black and white We'll fall in love in the middle of the night Chorus: Me and you, down in Veracruz Do what you wanna do, down in Veracruz Come on, baby, don't you wanna come In the town, people movin' to the drums Rosa's Cantina, it never stops Drinkin' cerveza, people party 'til they drop Forget the laundry, forget the rain We'll get to heaven on the seven-thirty plane Chorus 2x

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