Checkin' My Style
[kool keith]
Yeah you don't have to play this on a tuesday night
But check this out, this is sunday morning in church
With the brother, the godfather
Open up the testaments, and let us read this
This ain't no flintstone and no bedrock type stuff
Check it out
(time to flip the scriptures!)
Checkin my style, return to zero (4x)
Well i keep a style in tomes, on my job and microphone
Mik-make my flows, show a rapper what i give them
Don't flex funky yo, kick it honey step back
Watch when i come, you scratch that kitty-kat on top of that
Rappers know i'm x, slow down, watch me get stupid open
Dance for the ladies, i strip in chippendale's
Funky hypo, or technical, lyrics make computer
With a brain that spins like kid capri, 33
Drop a 45 down just like the first record rotate
My style, my rhyme, my game is droppin doo doo lyrics
Make a brother say, "keith is out? damn, i wanna hear it"
Buy a copy tomorrow, kick his old tape
Take it back two times to smack his girl, let him go
Tell his uncle brother aunt and cousin belle (ding-dong!)
As i rock so well, spankin tail, check the beats
My style is so early, you couldn't catch it on bobbito
As i flaunt and i stretch just like a rubber band, poppin
Stoppin every rapper like a trooper on a turnpike
I'm long and strong and just like the lincoln tunnel
'father, big up, check it out
Back back, i switch switch, i check check, i know that
Bored as i kick up, you proud of me you know it's me
I got more muscle to flex to show than jodeci
Take off them panties, i turn boyz ii men
Checkin my style, return to zero (4x)
Yeah! we want all them rappers out there
To check they styles and come back and return to zero
(yeah, what you need?)
I don't need, bootsy collins
I don't need, central ?
I don't need, roger troutman
I don't need, zapp
I don't need, junior
I don't need, chic
I don't need, sister sledge
I don't need, pop
I don't need, bohannon
I don't need, led zeppelin
I don't need, anthrax
I just need what i need!
song performed by by Ultramagnetic Mc's
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Check My Machine
(Spoken) Sticks And Stones May Break My Bones
But Names Will Never Hurt Me
Check My Machine
Check Check Check Check Check My Machine
Check My Machine
Check Check Check Check Check My Machine
(Repeat) -
I Got A Woman A Long Time Ago
I Had Trouble
I Want You To See What You Can See
Check My Machine
Check Check Check Check Check My Machine
Check My Machine
Check Check Check Check Check My Machine
(Ad Lib)
I Want You To Check Check Check Check Check My Machine Check Check Check Check Check My
Machine
(Ad Lib)
Check Check Check Check Check My Machine
(Repeat)
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Raise It Up
Intro: kool keith
Yeah... yo don, gimme a little bit of that chicken
That smooth chicken, a little bit of that gravy
And i want some... old hot jazz biscuits
With a little bit of that blues butter
Bring in the snare
Verse one: kool keith
They never understood, many people were so slow
My funky type of rhyme, and my style is pyscho
Complex wrecks wrecks, my style go x x
I move around off beat, creatin more styles
Showin white boys, other kids my black styles
I kick lyrics like shoes right in your face
Walk up on a carjack of spades, pluck the ace
I get slow-er, down in, on in
Flowin like i used to be on critical beatdown
I drop styles on ears the public bite em
Not many went to school, so the dummies wouldn't write em
They say yo keith, yo kool, you usin big words
I went to college, i'm even more stupid herb
Back on the scene to put a lesson out
Even if i have to pull a black smith and wesson out
I grab a hammer stick a nail in that little crack
Tame the monkey show the hummingbird how to act
I get atomic, hypo-galactical
Word to mom i'm in my own world
Galaxy raised! powerful
Chorus:
Raise it up (8x)
Verse two: ced g
Yo, yo money grip money grip, now this ain't no ego trip
Yo money grip money grip, now this ain't no ego trip
Now back in the days and we used to use elevation
And then the people said "what's up, with ultramagnetic?
Yo they sound kind of crazy, kool keith is a psycho
Ced g is a scientist, the lyrics are hyper"
Creating a fusion, of sampling hits
We all came down just to be distinctive
Some rappers complex, but they can't see the music
We show orchestration, and with funky prevention
It was different and black, and it caused devestation
Gotta new bag, signed a deal with wild pitch
Now we're back on the street, with the flavor you missed
So get with the program, ultra hot off your real high
I know i'm a real pro, like michigan fab 5
Runnin and shootin, for me alley-oopin
Is makin an album, with big distribution
Promote it and hype it, make up posters then snipe it
Raise it up!
Chorus
Interlude: announcer
Ladies and gentlemen, live from flatbush brooklyn
I bring to you tonight, the godfather don
From the orphans...
("hit it!")
Verse three: godfather don
Lookin down the barrel of a gun is no fun
So for some, i rum-pum-pum and flip, like a tongue
Of young dragon, with the force and ten sacks of buddah
To wax a crew of jacks and looters, even your hoe i shoot her
In the face, with the mother-uffin bass
Now taste the venom of the ish that i sent em
And foes, that doze, i chew em like gristle
Wipe my mouth with tissue, there's no issue
I'm first print, mint, check the wizard
The force of my blast, blow em like a tec in a blizzard
Now what is it? exquisite physics to stain your brain
When they visit cardiovascular masterer, words are massacred damn
I got beats rhymes tanks gats includin ultra
Check the loop, snoop low we do ya like a vulture
Back in the days, there was just beef and knuckles
Nowadays, a beatdown consists of some clips
My oowop, rips with abandon at random
Whiff, you be ghost, like michael landon
When i bust amazing nuts you play the cut
The father's ultra paid, i raise it... up
Chorus: repeat 2x
song performed by by Ultramagnetic Mc's
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Back In The Uk
Welcome posse!!!
Were kickin up!
Once again, we have the plan,
Driving you wild, as good as we can!
Dont stop us now, were gonna make you move,
Raving outside to the passionate groove...
So I wanna check the microphone, I wanna check the microphone, I wanna check! I wanna check!
The rick, the ferris, and mc h.p... scooter! back in the uk!
Yesss!!!
Come on!!!
Somewhere in england, banging the bass!
Join our trip, to this weird place!
Back to nature, where we can be...faster and harder, louder and free!
So I wanna check the microphone, I wanna check the microphone, I wanna check! I wanna check!
The rick, the ferris, and mc h.p...scooter! back in the uk!
Bass!!!
We started in 1994!
In 1996, were still on the case!
Hold tight crew!!!
Together...no one can stop us now!!!
So I wanna check the microphone, I wanna check the microphone, I wanna check! I wanna check!
The birds, the trees, the clouds, the sea ...the rick, the ferris, and mc h.p!!
song performed by by Scooter
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So Good So Right
This one is special for all the ladies
You never know I was that type of man
So good so right so good so, so good so
right so good so
So good so right so good so, so good so
right so good so
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
But you keep on watching the time,
Wondering what's on my mind
So you say you can't stay too long, cause
You know what I'm all a...
What I'm all about, what I'm all about
I don't have to sing and shout, what I'm
All about
You know what I'm all about
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Yes it's the truth it's the fact, I'm coming
To you straight from
The back in a mastering room style
Don't be shy, don't you lie, look into my
Eye
I'll tell you why, I'll teach you about
Feeling high
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Never before have you seen this, so I say
This feeling sink within my head, oh yea,
Oh yea
Never before have you believe it, so I mean
What I say
You just got to be yourself
Feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
Yea, feel so good about something so
Right could it last another night
A feel so good about something so right
A feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
So good so right so good so, so good so
Right so good so
So good so right so good s, so good so
Right so good so
Yes it is the strife of my life, to explain
What's in my brain
If you believe what I say, baby, baby
A check in, check in, check check, check in
Check in
Check in, check in, check in, a check in,
Check in, check into my hotel
A feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
A feel so good about something so right
Could it last another night
So good, so right, so good, so right, so
Good, so right
So right, I feel so good could it last
Another night
A feel so right could it last another
Night
A feel so good something so right, so
Good
Lord, I said I feel so right
A feel so good, oh could it last another
Night
A feel so right, oh could it last another
Night
A feel so good oh could it last another
Night
A feel so right oh could it last another
Night
So good, o right, so good, so right, so
Good, so good, so right
song performed by by Ziggy Marley
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Back In Ireland (Long Version)
This is a journey into the past, the present, and the future
Now close your eyes and join the trip
It's 6am in the morning, and we find ourselves somewhere in Ireland
Welcome Posse!
We're kickin' up!
Once again we have the plan
Driving you wild as good as we can
Won't stop us now, we're gonna make you move
Raving outside to the passionate groove
So I wanna check the microphone, I wanna check the microphone
I wanna check, I wanna check
The Rick, the Ferris, and MC H.P. Scooter!
Back in Ireland
Yes!
C'mon!
Somewhere is Ireland, banging the bass
Join our trip to this weird place
Back to nature, where we can be
Faster and harder, loud and free
I wanna check the microphone, I wanna check the microphone
I wanna check, I wanna check
The Rick, the Ferris, and MC H.P. Scooter!
Back in the Ireland
Bass!
We Started in 1994! In 1996, we're still on the case
Hold tight crew! Together, no-one can stop us now!
So I wanna check the microphone, I wanna check the microphone
I wanna check, I wanna check
The bird, the tree, the cow, the seas,
The Rick, the Ferris and MC H.P. !
song performed by by Scooter
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When I Burn
[ced gee]
Aiyyo kool keith
Man i hooked this beat up just for you in the ultra lab man
So yo i want you to dog it, man youknahmsayin?
[kool keith]
Yeahhh
[ced gee]
Aight man, so ease back, y'know kick the lyrics man
[kool keith]
Word up
[ced gee]
Go for yours, aight do it man, right now
[kool keith]
Aight..
Yo i'm on, with the freaky style
When you wait debate and rate my
Rhythm expansion, dimension lyric extension
Rise above, amazing days
Crashin your brain, changin ways, sore for days
Figurin out
Many channels, triggerin out forth
I'm sendin, brains are bendin
Like metal, crust to rust corrode
And low stacks, pick up the was while you ask
How you do it, show me through it
I never knew it, could be done, no way my son
Cause i'm the one, smackin em up, stackin em up
Boxin you ducks
Packin em up, cause i burn
[ced gee]
Aiyyo keith man, that was kinda of dope man
But you know what man?
I want you to increase your metaphor, you know uh
Make it better for, somethin like that man, aight?
[kool keith]
Yeah i know what you mean, like this right?
[ced gee]
Yeah man
[kool keith]
Aight watch..
Droppin the word to make you think
You're buggin and illin out on, vocab
Connect the ?, then switch it
Changin range easily, steadily
Slow it down, ride the beat, throw em down
And sweepin em down
Mc's, all dirt on the floor
Stand back in fact you're wack to prove to me
That you're ready to be and willin to see, rhymes flow
Match and go, deep in your brain so
Step back, and wait before you try
To twist in, another line
Designed to catch ya
You gotta watch 2000 i bet ya, perpetrate
Procrastinate, your rhymes are fake, and yo
And let's take your style, use it with mine
Mix it with mine, bring it with mine
And pefect, and let the public elect it
Buyin selected, ducks are corrected
One at a time, each a stack
Puttin em back, sittin em back, in line
To california, i'm breakin on ya
I'm like a psycho, i'm buggin on ya
Once a day, i'm comin your way, to enter your brain
And let a word remain, as a syllable
Stuck deep inside
The more i go on i'll pluck inside
Your skull, and damage your ears
Cause i burn, you know that ced
[ced gee]
Word up man, you burn man, yo yo man
You really did burn that track up man, but you know uhh
My man tr love is in the house and uhh
Moe luv's in the house
Awesome two, they in the house
Uhh, who else in the house?
My man paul c, he got the bass pumpin, uhh
Who else? brother kevvy kev, uhh
[kool keith]
Everybody the whole bronx (yeah)
Brooklyn, fort greene, montier posse
[ced gee]
Yeah everybody man
London, st. louis, ahh, we out of here man
song performed by by Ultramagnetic Mc's
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Ultra Reunion
[kool keith]
Example one - master magical magician
Hold position, enter the club with competition
The great bartholomew, my spirit follow you
Hand back the track, smellin smoke off the vinyl wax
My approach is silent, quiet like a roach
My solo voodoo is here, zapp with kazoo
What can you do when the funk comes behind your crew
Like greyskull, skeletor the bus is on tour
Kool keith with indian chief sahara
Holdin the flashlight, shavin cream in the mirror
Like yogi berra, big yank count bank
Movin work out the country, you think i'm big hank
Forty-eight waist with bass, all in your face
I be there, in the atmosphere, super underwear
My cape aluminum, light up crews when i'm booin em
Feedback, mistaken, like crazy legs
I be breakin, rap on my back, you caught the steam
While you smoke crack, that song word p
Chorus: repeat 4x
We know how to win, ultra again
Ced gee, kool keith, re-un-ion
We know how to win..
[ced gee]
Check it
I bring light to every order
I'm smooth as hell, my record sells cross the border
So don't you tell me what i need
Cause i like to be, all that i see
However you take it, it could be arranged simplistic
Mad beats son, i know that you with it
Plus you know i'm spittin cheeba
You can quote that son, while i go call anita
I'm like the high setter, the ready to buy getter
I like the fly sweaters, honey lips is wetter
I cruise around the world, uhh
Collectin fancy pearls and sexy girls
The umm, the ahh, umm the ahh
Ahh yeah son, i originated that
And that's a fact, product skills mad fat
The black on wax need to be brought back
The right way, the hype way
The way that mc's used to rip the mic way
Chorus
[c.gee] so won't you kick that son?
[keith] yeah..
[kool keith]
Even compressed, i snap back like aquaman
The boogieman, lookin down at the city
Nuclear bombs, band-aids, hurt your arms with quickness
[ced gee]
Check, check.. check
Up in the ghetto i rip up mad parties
I rock the bells, lyrics kick like bacardi
[kool keith]
Witness ill, reel to reel, change like weather
Penetratin plether, for goose feather
Acrobats get waxed, we run road like mad max
Security, wells fargo, i go
Loco, express best, who stress test me
Let's move on him
Chorus (fades)
[kool keith]
Yeah, feel my bassline..
song performed by by Ultramagnetic Mc's
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Style
Style must not be underrated
Style is often overlooked
Style is never in the papers
I read it like an open book
Style
If you cant see the substance
Style shows how its organized
Style is looking for your money
Its in the way you paint your eyes
There is always a way
A way things are done
Ive been learning my abcs
I know what is 10, I know what is 1 in
Style is a naked look
Underneath your style
Style of a different place
Talking through your style
Even the way you hide it
Reveals the thing you hide
Your style may never cause a riot
Its still a style to have no style
There is always a way
To light up a lamp
Its been a crazy year all around
The check never came
I cant let it cramp my
Style is a world for sale
You cant buy this style
Style that you cant resist
You wont cramp my style
song performed by by Utopia
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Mc's Ultra Part 2
[kool keith]
I have a mystical style, combined with common data
If a sucker can't catch it, to me, it doesn't matter
A fact, equivalent, to a stupid mc
I'm greater -- than the rest of them
I'ma smack every duck and beat the best of them
Til they die, and i'm tellin no lie
By a native warrior, from the bronx, cooley high
As my rhymes get tougher mc's all suffer
From the consequence, and all elegance
Your girl's on my jock and it don't make sense at all
Because we're havin a ball
Takin out all suckers, ??
Cause you got too many, to find your big group
And get paid, and try to be like me
Not another sucker duck punk toy mc
Cause we're.. "ultra"
[ced gee]
Check it
Come one, come all, we can all have a ball
Mad cristal, so son dance til you fall
Ultramag, the original bag
From "poppa large," to "mentally mad"
We keep heads fiendin
Fat beats for life son, keep heads leanin
And mad knottin
Just like picasso, see i got so
Many, dollars, i make you holler
Oooh, ced gee
Back to please, we spit the mad hits
Always legit, from bronx to harlem
Cairo, egypt, brooklyn new york
L.a. to st. lou', miami and houston
Philly too
We rock the mad ghettoes, lace the drum pads
Bless the pedal, go acapello
We got the flav
The grooves we think about, my man spaceman plays
Cause we're.. "ultra" {magnetic}
Uhh, check it "ultra" {magnetic}
Yeah, feel it, uhh "ultra" {magnetic}
Yeah, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon "ultra" {magnetic}
Moe love..
Uhh.. "ultra"
Moe love..
{magnetic}
Moe love..
"ultra"
Moe love..
{magnetic}
Yeah "ultra" c'mon
{magnetic} ah kool keith
[kool keith]
Well i'm amazing, more or less fantastic
I'm like steel, others are plastic
That try, to deny my emininence
Thoughts emphasized
Above the unusual pattern
Rearranged in a rhyme, but sometimes
I don't, and i won't, but keeping up the pace
As the bass kicks
At a positive height, excelling
To a higher degree, of mathematical
Irrelevant terms, germs, just stop
Release the mic -- put it on the stand
Step back while i overreact and have a flashback
Break inside your brain
And take a part that you don't use - then abuse it
Throw it up and down, then confuse it
Leaving out of control, your memory
By the wizard kool keith, advancing energy
Cause we're..
[ced gee]
Yeah "ultra" feel it {magnetic}
C'mon "ultra" uhh {magnetic}
Hah "ultra" yeah {magnetic}
Remix "ultra" yeah {magnetic} feel it
Uhh "ultra" one time
Uhh "ultra" yes, yes, to ced gee
"ultra" {magnetic} uhh..
"ultra" {magnetic} c'mon.. yeah..
"ultra" {magnetic} check it..
"ultra" {magnetic}
Check it
I'm quite intelligent, smart invincible
Like a professor son, with a high iq
The things i do, keep you confused
Refuse to lose, make you feel the blues
Touch your sole son, yes you choose
New shoes, so whatchu do
Step right up and through, and over the threshold
We make it special, like ed, that's what i said
I'm on the rise, majestic
Parallel sequence, protected
And copywritten, no sex case like mark whitten
So what are you kidding?
I love honies with mad hips, and fake lips
I make them drip
Like running water, so hide your daughter
And that's an order, from ced gee
Cause i'm.. down with..
Yeah "ultra" uhh {magnetic} feel it
Yeah "ultra" c'mon {magnetic}
And you say new york city
The sounds you are about to hear.. uhh
Get funky!
*ad libs to end*
song performed by by Ultramagnetic Mc's
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Call Me Manana
Start it right!!
Keep it up!!
Yeah! I used to say when we were starting up.
Now I represent. It's still the busy job.
Ready to explore and check the microphone.
Now back on the floor. I want to see you soon.
Rockin' the business so come on and check this.
Get up tonight. We gonna make it right.
Rockin' the business so come on and check this.
Get up tonight. We gonna make it right.
Rockin' the business so come on and check this.
Get up tonight. We gonna make it right.
Rockin' the business so come on and check this.
Get up tonight. We gonna make it right.
So call me Manana!! Manana!!
Yeeeaheah!! Manana!!
Here we go!
Yeah! I've got some lyrics
song performed by by Scooter from Encore (Live & Direct)
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The Rockafeller Skank
Intro
Dj: wbcn whos this?
Brad: hey this is brad (this is brad this is)
Dj: now uh whos your favorite artist, who
Do you want to hear?
Brad: well m my favorite artist right now is
Fatboy slim, that guy kicks ass.
Dj: how tremendous is fatboy slim?
Brad: the band of the 90s, if you want to call
It a band because its a one man name.
Dj: wow...fatboy, and you want to hear that
New fatboy song?
Brad: absolutely.
Dj: which one?
Brad: the um funk soul brother check it out.
Dj: sing it, I dont know which one.
Brad: right about now, the funk soul brother
Check it out now, the funk soul brother.
Right about now
The funk soul brother, check it out now
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song performed by by Fatboy Slim
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Style
(style) style, uh!
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Style, dig it
(style) style, come on
Uh, style
Style is not something that comes in a bottle
Style is more like jackie o. when she was doin aristotle
Style is not a logo that sticks 2 the roof of ones ass
Style is like a second cousin 2 class
U got it! - style, come on
U got it! - style, say what?
U got it! - style, come on
U got it! - style, check it
Style aint sittin court side with the owner of the team
Style is owning the court and charging em all a fee
Style is not lusting after someone because theyre cool
Style is loving yourself til everyone else does 2
U got it! - style, come on
U got it! - style, maybe
U got it! - style, well well
U got it! - style
Bridge:
Style dont get drunk on a saturday night
Try 2 dress up every sunday mornin bright
Style dont get married then break the vow in a year
Style is keepin a promise
Raise your hand yall if u hear me
(style) {x2}
Style is not biting style when u cant find the funk
Style is the face u make on a michael jordon dunk
Style aint the jeep u bought when u know your broke ass got bills
Style is lettin your lover drive while u talk on the phone and chill
U got it! - style
U got it! - style, maybe
U got it! - style, come on
U got it! - style
Bridge:
Style is a gold-tooth smile with an attitude
Style is a peaceful wild postin the rude
Style is growing your own food
Style is a non-violent march
Style is an accurate account of whats inside every heart (style)
Style is not a lie
Style is a man that cries
Style is the glow in a pregnant womans eyes
(style) {x4}
U got it! - style, come on
U got it! - style, do that, do that
U got it! - style, got it?
U got it! - style, mad, come on
(style) u got it! - yeah
(style) u got it!
Style is a peaceful wild yall
(style) u got it! - style
(style) u got it!
Style is not thinking about style
So let me stop (style)
(style) {repeats in bg}
Its nice man
What u call that?
Style, I like that
Its about me?
(keep, keep, keepin on, people gotta keep, keep, keepin on)
Right on (u got it!)
I aint got no job, but I got style
Style, yeah
(style) u got it!
Oh yeah
Hang on, hang on...
Style is buying your moms a house
Style is a clean mouth
Style is puppy breath
Style is no fear of death
Style is alis jab
Style is hailing a cab (style)
Then u know, givin em the finger when they pass your ass!
(style) (u got it!) bonnie, bonnie
(style) (u got it!) oh yeah
(style) shirley, shake your ass, shirley
(sytle) shirley, shirley, I love u, shirley
(style) (u got it!) {repeat in bg)
Style is mayte in the shower
Style is a soul new power
Style is when all black men are free
Style is u and me
(u got it!) {x3}
song performed by by Prince
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Rockafeller Skank
Intro
DJ: WBCN who's this?
Brad: Hey this is Brad (this is Brad this is)
DJ: Now uh who's your favorite artist, who
do you want to hear?
Brad: Well m my favorite artist right now is
Fatboy Slim, that guy kicks ass.
DJ: How tremendous is Fatboy Slim?
Brad: The band of the 90's, if you want to call
it a band because it's a one man name.
DJ: Wow...fatboy, and you want to hear that
new fatboy song?
Brad: Absolutely.
DJ: Which one?
Brad: The um funk soul brother check it out.
DJ: Sing it, I don't know which one.
Brad: Right about now, the funk soul brother
check it out now, the funk soul brother.
Right About Now
The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now
The Funk Soul Brother, Right About Now
The Funk Soul Brother, Check It Out Now
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The Funk Soul Brother
song performed by by Fatboy Slim
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Today (Watch Me Shine)
Yesterday is just a dream I don't remember
Tomorrow, still a hope I've yet to endure
I'm out of time
I'm out of rhyme
I'm out of reason
Season's change and leave me out in the cold
The story's old
The tale been told by many a scholar
Got a fistful of dollar
And pocketful of love
God above if you hear me cryin'
I've tried to sell my soul
But no one's buyin'
Lord, strike me down now if I'm lyin' Bronx Style Bob: Lord strike me down (X3)
It's gettin' cold
It's time for dyin'
CHORUS
Come on and watch me shine
Like the world is mine (check it out) today
Come on and watch me shine (check it out)
Like the world is mine today
Watch me shine (check it out)
Then the man was free from sin
Bronx Style Bob: free from sin
Cast the first stone then began the violence
Bronx Style Bob: began the violence
Let the man whose words ring true
Speak on up till his voice breaks through the silence
Bronx Style Bob: through the silence
Let the ones who lose their way
Live to see just one more day in the sunshine
Bronx Style Bob: La-la-la-la-la-la-laaa
Let the one's who choose to stray
Recognize the price they'll pay
In their lifetime
Bronx Style Bob: in their lifetime (X2)
CHORUS
Sit in the way and wait for my roads to cross
You nail me down and you watch me bleed
Bronx Style Bob: watch me bleed
So lay my head against the earth
Plant my body like a seed
Bronx Style Bob: plant my body like a seed
You can't always get the things you want, love (check it out)
Bronx Style Bob: tell me what you want
You get what you deserve
Or maybe what you need
Bronx Style Bob: tell me what you need
So fill
song performed by by Everlast
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Fly Away
When the world changes, you adjust
So, on this joint right here we about to take flight ya'll
(Oo ooo)Check it out ya'll (Oo ooo)check it out ya'll
Yo Fergie what ya gonna do? (flip it out)
Yeah, what we came to do, show these people how we gonna do (mix it up)
Yeah, its Black Eyed Peas ya'll
So, check it out (ay)
You're here, so gone
this dark has got suddenly turned into dawn
I know you've already been here too long, too long, too long
Although you won't see me fall from grace
You step on my soul as you walk away
My demise you'll never know
I'm letting you go
(Fly away now)
Flip it up Flip it up get back on the truck
Got to keep moving keep reppin' it up
Mix it up Mix it up time for the next stop
You got to go now and fill up your cup ?
(Fly away now,fly away now)
Switch it up Switch it up go hop on that bus
Don't need to blow the horn I'll be tough, hey
You take me from me
With you forever, but darling I see
The world is who you belong to, not me
So I set you free
(Fly away now)
Flip it up Flip it up get back on the truck
Got to keep moving keep reppin' it up
Mix it up Mix it up time for the next stop
You got to go now and fill up your cup ?
(Fly away now, fly away now)
Switch it up Switch it up go hop on that bus
Don't need to blow the horn I'll be tough, hey
I be fallin' up never fallin' down
'Cause I spread my wings and I glide around town
Fly, lover go
Find your nest,find your home
(Uh uh oh,uh uh uh oh)
I miss you so
Spread your wings, let it flow
(Uh uh oh, uh uh uh oh)
I be fallin' up never fallin' down
'Cause I keep it on a higher level, elevated ground
Flip it up Flip it up get back on the truck
Got to keep moving keep reppin' it up
Mix it up Mix it up time for the next stop
You got to go and fill yourself
Bout to get gone baby (fly away now)Yeah, get it gone now (fly away now)
Switch it up Switch it up go hop on that bus
Don't need to blow the horn I'll be tough, hey
Get back on the truck (yeah)
Got to keep moving keep reppin' it up
Mix it up Mix it up time for the next stop
You got to go now and fill up your cup ?
Bout to get gone baby (fly away now) Takin' flight now (uh uh oh, uh uh uh oh)
Switch it up Switch it up go hop on that bus (yeah)
Don't need to blow that horn I'll be tough
Flip it up Flip it up (takin' flight now) (uh uh oh, uh uh uh oh)
(Gettin' gone baby) switch it up switch it up (takin' flight now)(uh uh oh, uh uh uh oh)
Flip it up (fly away now) switch it up (fly away now)
Takin' flight baby (uh uh oh, uh uh uh oh)
Doin' whats right now (uh uh oh, uh uh uh oh)
song performed by by Black Eyed Peas
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Stop Jockin Me
[woman] hellooh?
[voice] hey, hey woman where was you at last night?
[tim dog]
Ahhh yeahhh
Right about now we're gonna get into somethin real smooth
This is the story about a man and a woman
The man tried to kick, the woman fronts
He gets large, now she wants
Let's look in on the story
As this man's tellin this girl, about herself
Yeah..
[kool keith]
See girl, you look stupid now
And i gotta tell you somethin straight in your face
You played yourself like a big-time toy from mattel
Tryin to flaunt the little bit of what you got
Why don't you go on over there and let him diss you again?
See your girlfriends laughin and lookin at me at the same time?
But right now i'm gettin ready to wash my hands
And get all the dirt off, yeah
Back in the days, see you never had the time
To come to my house, and let me tell you that i rhyme
You always made excuses, such as
"i'm sleepin right now, call me back," no nevermind
Cause you and your friends are very hard to find
Lisa, pamela, angela, renee
The girls who shoplift, and steal everyday
Lookin for benz's, food and a hamburger
Just to connive and rob a brother for cheese
That ain't right girl, in your fantasy world
I call you once - you never dialed back
Twice - you never dialed back
Saturday morning, live, i'm on soul train
Talkin to don cornelius
Saturday night, my phone rings
Saturday night, i won't answer
Saturday night, my phone rings again
Saturday night, i don't answer
Finally, i cold screened the call - hello?
"hello? hey keith, it's me baby. i miss you!
Where you been at all this time? whatchu been doin?
Hey you think we can hang out tonight?
Y'know, we really gotta talk.
You still workin in the grocery store?" please!
{*keith hangs up phone*} stop jockin me girl
Chorus: {*singers*} + ced gee
Stop jockin me girl.. (you're jockin me baby)
Stop jockin me girl! (slow down, you're clockin me baby)
Stop jockin me girl.. (you're jockin me baby)
Stop jockin me girl! (yeah, you're jockin me baby)
[tim dog]
Ha ha ha hah
Here we have the same scenario, but different people
We have a young man who's been followed by a secret admirer
She too once fronted on the rap
Let's look in on his story, and see what happens
[ced gee]
Uh uh baby you know what? you really need to check yourself
Yo i find this is sad, that here we are in the 20th century
And y'know you still practicin these primitive tactics
Y'know jockin a brother when he gets large
Check yourself baby
Let me step over here and do my thing..
.. like this!
Yo b-boy comrades, this girl she keeps jockin me
Regardless what i say, she's constantly clockin me
Houndin me like a pest, callin like she's obsessed
I tell her she'll never get, me but she'll never let
The situation rest for a day or two
We're goin on tour, trev said, "i'll bet she'll follow you"
And boy was he right, i know you're probably wonderin
This girl like a groupie, followed me into london
Show for show, state to state, night after night
Hotel to hotel, and even the airports
She tried to play me close
Now could you believe, she tried to play high-post
At one time, before i made a record
She wasn't sure it was me, so then, she had to check it
She turned on the video, show on the tv
She couldn't believe it was me, on the big screen
Performin the hit, yeah the record was kickin brother
From that day on, the girl, tried to smother
Me like a blanket, but i wasn't havin it
I wasn't a grocery, and she wasn't baggin it
So i took my time, looked her in the eye
And said -- stop jockin me girl
Chorus: {*singers*} + ced gee
Stop jockin me girl.. you're daily jockin me
(you're jockin me baby)
Stop jockin me girl! ahh girl, you're a hooker
(you're jockin me baby)
Stop jockin me girl.. girl i can't, get with you
(you're jockin me baby)
Stop jockin me girl! (you're jockin me baby)
Said won't ya, get away from me..
[tim dog]
So there you have it
Typical situation of jockin
First you fronted, now you want it
For all you girlies thinkin about jockin somebody
I suggest you don't do it, or you will get dissed
Peace out
song performed by by Ultramagnetic Mc's
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I Like Your Style
[kool keith]
Hey girl, swing it over here with your long legs
Let the master work, let the master flirt
Yes, you look good in that mini-skirt
I gotta tell ya, sweet and i can smell ya
Mmmm, what you wearin, liz claiborne?
Giorgio, or that other stuff avon?
You walk away, but love, i still follow you
And if i had a chance, i may swallow you
Chew you like doublemint, gum like spearmint
Juicy fruit, i'm a real live brother
Respectable man, talkin to you undercover
Watch, look, i like the way you smile
Yeah baby, i like your style
Chorus: {*singers*}
I like your style (so baby let me tell you)
I like your style (i really really want you)
Girl i like your style, the way you wear your smile
I like your style
Everytime i get with you you seem to blow my mind
I like your style
[ced gee]
Yo listen baby
It takes more than a boomin system
To turn my head, make me flip and listen
You gotta know how to walk, you gotta know how to talk
You gotta know how to stand, you gotta know how to smile
You gotta know how to wiggle, you gotta know how to move
Just to catch my attention
Now after that you gotta have a personality
I'm talkin class, not a skeezer's mentality
Know when to wear your jeans, how to wear your jeans
And where to tear your jeans, and when to keep the jeans
Hangin in the closet
And when it's time to wear a fly silk dress
You wear it well - i like your style
Chorus
[kool keith]
You cold mack at the clubs with your girlfriends
You ain't lookin for games or no boyfriends
A kid tryin to kick the dil-deally line
A fake rap or two, a hillbilly line
I get smooth and offer you a big drink
I like the way, you're pumpin in hot pink
Italian, black, you could be puerto rican
Yo give me your number, i'ma call you on the weekend
You got a head on your shoulders, plus i like that
You ain't no dummy no fool, i still like that
Style, body, you're perfectly fine
Remember kool keith, the man worth the while
Yeah, i like your style
Chorus
song performed by by Ultramagnetic Mc's
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Paper
1 - refugees, go head and do it
Paper
Go head and do it
Repeat 1 five times
Ooh, I betca wondering how I knew
That you been tryin to infultrate my crew
It aint no hiding from the flava u.
Dont get it confused, you aint untouchable
(go head and do it)
And while I been tryin to keep my cool like a queen
(ooh, like a queen)
Without them bringin the naughty girl outta me
(ooh, naughty girl outta me)
2 - dont cha know I heard you tryin to take mine
While I shine, youre living fake lives
Dont ya know I heard you tryin to take mine
But while I shine ya lip and fake yall styles
All around me
(hatas tryin to play la
But they know that they cant take her paper)
Go head and do it
Everybody talking see
Spreadin them lies about my friends and me
They say that were tighter than suppose to get
Thats because I havent let ya chill wit me yet
You make it hard for a girl to roll
(ooh, girl to roll)
But make it easy so my pockets stay swol
(ooh, pockets stay swol)
Repeat 2
[pras]
Thats right, yeah
Check it, check it, why
Check it, check it
Come on, come on
Yo, yo
Where my fellas at? where my fellas at?
Where my ladies at? where my ladies at?
[queen latifah]
As I look back on my life (check it)
To get where I am I had to sacrifice
You slammed my name in your magazine
This business gets hard tryin to stay a queen
Youre checkin for me, you need to check yourself
(ooh, check yourself)
And be someone, not someone else
(ooh, someone else)
Repeat 1
Ad lib until fade
song performed by by Queen Latifah
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Check Your Man
this is a man's world!!.........
this is a man's world!!.........
I don't know if I'm the one that you should step to you right now
Lets all come in he came up to me and wanted to know my name
Slowly he proceeded to pick a lil game to me
Cuz when you came up in my face but now it's time to check your place
yeaaaah... (he doesn't really care for you he's all for me)
Why can't you see it aint me
You better get it right im not trying to fight
But if I have to I will yeah I think I might...
(if you wanna know if i can make a fool of you)
baby girl walk around like she has no clue
you talking to the wrong one about this mess
so why do i even bother when i couldn't care less
tell me why your man keep stalking me
call me on the phone, keeps paging me
you know he doing wrong why you talk to me
and thats your man CHECK your man (this is a man's world!!!...)
I heard about this things that he do to you
You up in my face what u wanna do?
We can take it there if you want me to
and that's your man CHECK your man
If he's your man
then why the hell are u walking up on me
Just check him up cause i'm a lady not a girl who booties with your call
Still i'm trying hard now to keep my santity
But see im not about to sad about over some silly situation that's long gone on me
(Ya better get out of my face before I make a scene)
See the trick is on you
You better get it right im not trying to fight
But if I have to I will yeah I think I might...
(if you wanna know if i can make a fool of you)
baby girl walk around like she has no clue
you talking to the wrong one about this mess
so why even bother when i couldn't care less
tell me why your man keep stalking me
call me on the phone, keeps paging me
you know he doing wrong why you talk to me
and thats your man CHECK your man (this is a man's world!!!...)
I heard about this things that he do to you
You up in my face what u wanna do?
We can take it there if you want me to
and that's your man CHECK your man (this is a man's world!!!...)
Im all the time so crazy games
theres no need for you to try to run on meeeeee
(Mystikal part)
tell me why your man keep stalking me
call me on the phone, keeps paging me
you know he doing wrong why you talk to me
and thats your man CHECK your man (this is a man's world!!!...)
I heard about this things that he do to you
You up in my face what u wanna do?
We can take it there if you want me to
and that's your man CHECK your man (this is a man's world!!!...)
Check your man (Check your man)
Check your man (Check your man)
song performed by by Nivea
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No Tricks (feat. Betty Wright)
No tricks
Up my sleeve
I kicked the downs
And now I'm clean
No shakes
Up my spine
I beat the speed and I
Dumped the wine
No tracks
That was yesterday
I changed my style
The way I play
(Don't you believe it)
No blues
No depression
No more panic
Or obsession
Don't you believe
Anything he said
All them junkies talk that way
It's just as bad as it was before
I see the man knockin' at his back door
... this kid's straight
And put on ice
The street corner deals at any price
Come on and check my veins
And check my eyes
No tracks
That was yesterday
I changed my style
The way I play
(Don't you believe it)
No blues
No depression
No more panic
Or obsession
Some tricks
Just go away
And other tricks
They're here to stay
(Oh don't you know me)
Sometimes my spirit's willin'
The flesh is weak and
That's what's killin'
Don't you believe
Anything he said
All them junkies talk that way
It's just as bad as it was before
I see the man knockin' at his back door
Hey now this kid's straight
Put on ice
The street corner deals at any price
Come on and check my veins
And check my eyes
I tried so hard
But I'm hurting for another fix
It's just this habit
I, I can always kick
What do you say there friend?
(Don't you call me..)
It's just a game
And I can beat it any day
No matter what this lovely lady say
Hey, wanna be my friend?
Some tricks
They go away
And other tricks
They're here to stay
(Oh don't you know me)
Sometimes my spirit's willin'
My flesh is weak and
That's what's killin'
Don't you believe
Anything he said
All them junkies talk that way
It's just as bad as it was before
I see the man knockin' at his back door
I said this kid's straight
And put on ice
The street corner deals at any price
Come on and check my veins
And check my eyes
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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