Farmers Blvd.
(hey man, don't you realize
In order for us to make this thing work, man
We've got to get rid of the pimps, and the pushers, and the prostitutes?)
Ba-ha-ha-ha...
Yes, yes, y'all
[ cool j ] ah, ah
That's funky
[ marley marl ] yeah
Hey yo, marley, man
[ marley marl ] yo, what's up, man?
[ cool j ] hey yo, man
You know
We was gettin busy on the album everyday
We been gettin funky, but
I wanna take this jam back to farmers
Knowmsayin?
[ marley marl ] yo, let's go back on farmers
And get some of them early mc's
You used to be kickin it with back in the day?
[ cool j ] yeah, yeah, yeah
[ marley marl ] yo, let's do a jam with them
[ cool j ] aight, bet
But first i gotta like introduce it
Youknowmsayin?
[ marley marl ] aight, kick it...
(farmers boulevard)
[ l.l. cool j ]
Back in the days, before i was cool j
I used to hang up on the corner, pumpin games people play
Sittin on a garbage can, rhymin to my man
Talkin bout big money and future plans
I always told the brothers, if i got a contract
When the money started flowin, i'd be back
To do a jam, against all odds
Introducing rapper 1 from farmers boulevard
[ bomb ]
Hey yo, b-o-m-b, bomb explosion
Attack like a cat when i'm trapped and i'm closed in
Sharp-ass claws, and i break all laws
In a while all jaws, cause i'm perfect, no flaws
Now i'm back to farmers on some new improved
(sh...) i'm makin moves, not fakin moves
So don't you never come around here, talkin that talk
Or walkin that walk, you'll get played like a sport
Football, soccer, whatever you savour
You're a tramp and a pussycat, ready for labor
Ha! l'll have you breakin locks
I'll have you cookin fried rice in a big steel box
The type of skills that i got reigned for years
No worry or cares, your crew'll shed tears
'hip-hip-hooray, he's back!' yo, save the cheers
Suckers, i'm drinkin forties of beers
On the boulevard
[ cool j ] funky, funky, funky rhymes bein said here
[ marley marl ] hey yo, hey yo
Hey yo uncle l, let's go...
[ cool j ] yeah man, i wanna check out my man big money grip
Yo, what's up, man
Kick a little somethin
[ big money grip ]
Kick out the can and slam
Summertime, c.i.a. step into the jam
Reach for the mic, and the punks start to fold up
And the brothers start fleein like it's a hold-up
Some step aside, but a few play me close
Never worry, cause the brother who cross me's gettin burried
And the fool who wants to deal with another dose
I see to it in a hour that the mutha is comatose
Farmers boulevard, the place
Handin me a mic is like givin a chainsaw to leatherface
Smokin mc's in an instant
At my side bustin caps is t-boogie, my assistant
Throw that speaker in the trash
Why's that? cause gangster boogie gave the woofer a gash
Big money grip makin you get up
Farmers crew's in effect, we never heard of a head-up
[ marley marl ] yo, yo, yo
It's kinda funky out here on the boulevard, yo
[ cool j ] yeah, we livin chinese people in a turkish bath, baby
[ marley marl ] hi c over there, man
[ cool j ] yo, what's up hi c...
[ hi c ]
Hi c on the scene, at last to bust a funky rhyme
More than a line on time, because i'm gettin mine
Never underestimate the skill of a great one
The boulevard lord, shorts, never take none
Another funky rapper from around the way
Leavin bodies at a party, cause somebody gotta pay
Boy, you been told, put your lips on hold
All you remember is a barrel and a mouth full of gold
Spreadin terror on the street like they was in the past
Any punks on the block, yo, never could last
And i never feel sorry for a sucker i gained on
Any slick talker, yo, he's bound to get rained on
At any farmers party at my side is a mag
(one time a sucker got ill and went out in a bodybag)
Fear will erupt through the heart of another
The farmers crew will never fall, that's word to the mother
[ marley marl ] yo, yo
It's kinda funky out here
Yo, yo, yo, hi c
Yo man, y'all kinda funky out here, yo
I was -
Yo, what's up?
[ crew member ] ...9 years ago, man
Youknowmsayin?
[ cool j ] farmers boulevard, baby
[ marley marl ] yo, i was kinda -
I was kinda stagnant to sleep on it
But yo, l
Won't you - won't you sum it all up for the people, aight?
[ cool j ] aight, let me sum this up
[ l.l. cool j ]
Now you heard the brothers speakin bout the street that we're from
Rhymes hittin, beats kickin, you can't get none
F-a-r-m-e-r-s passin the test
Marley marl in the background doin the rest
Do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti-do, do-ti-la-so-fa-mi-re-do, kato
Get up out my face before i play you like play-doh
I did a jam against all odds
And it was dedicated to farmers boulevard
(farmers boulevard)
Keep on
(farmers boulevard)
To the beat, y'all
A funky beat, y'all
Yes, yes, y'all
You don't stop
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Farmers Blvd (Our Anthem)
(Hey man, don't you realize
In order for us to make this thing work, man
We've got to get rid of the pimps, and the pushers, and the prostitutes?)
Ba-ha-ha-ha...
Yes, yes, y'all
[ Cool J ] Ah, ah
That's funky
[ Marley Marl ] Yeah
Hey yo, Marley, man
[ Marley Marl ] Yo, what's up, man?
[ Cool J ] Hey yo, man
You know
We was gettin busy on the album everyday
We been gettin funky, but
I wanna take this jam back to Farmers
Knowmsayin?
[ Marley Marl ] Yo, let's go back on Farmers
And get some of them early MC's
You used to be kickin it with back in the day?
[ Cool J ] Yeah, yeah, yeah
[ Marley Marl ] Yo, let's do a jam with them
[ Cool J ] Aight, bet
But first I gotta like introduce it
Youknowmsayin?
[ Marley Marl ] Aight, kick it...
(Farmers Boulevard)
[ L.L. Cool J ]
Back in the days, before I was Cool J
I used to hang up on the corner, pumpin Games People Play
Sittin on a garbage can, rhymin to my man
Talkin bout big money and future plans
I always told the brothers, if I got a contract
When the money started flowin, I'd be back
To do a jam, against all odds
Introducing rapper 1 from Farmers Boulevard
[ Bomb ]
Hey yo, B-o-m-b, bomb explosion
Attack like a cat when I'm trapped and I'm closed in
Sharp-ass claws, and I break all laws
In a while all jaws, cause I'm perfect, no flaws
Now I'm back to Farmers on some new improved
(Sh...) I'm makin moves, not fakin moves
So don't you never come around here, talkin that talk
Or walkin that walk, you'll get played like a sport
Football, soccer, whatever you savour
You're a tramp and a pussycat, ready for labor
Ha! L'll have you breakin locks
I'll have you cookin fried rice in a big steel box
The type of skills that I got reigned for years
No worry or cares, your crew'll shed tears
'Hip-hip-hooray, he's back!' Yo, save the cheers
Suckers, I'm drinkin forties of beers
On the Boulevard
[ Cool J ] Funky, funky, funky rhymes bein said here
[ Marley Marl ] Hey yo, hey yo
Hey yo Uncle L, let's go...
[ Cool J ] Yeah man, I wanna check out my man Big Money Grip
Yo, what's up, man
Kick a little somethin
[ Big Money Grip ]
Kick out the can and slam
Summertime, C.I.A. step into the jam
Reach for the mic, and the punks start to fold up
And the brothers start fleein like it's a hold-up
Some step aside, but a few play me close
Never worry, cause the brother who cross me's gettin burried
And the fool who wants to deal with another dose
I see to it in a hour that the mutha is comatose
Farmers Boulevard, the place
Handin me a mic is like givin a chainsaw to Leatherface
Smokin MC's in an instant
At my side bustin caps is T-Boogie, my assistant
Throw that speaker in the trash
Why's that? Cause Gangster Boogie gave the woofer a gash
Big Money Grip makin you get up
Farmers Crew's in effect, we never heard of a head-up
[ Marley Marl ] Yo, yo, yo
It's kinda funky out here on the boulevard, yo
[ Cool J ] Yeah, we livin chinese people in a turkish bath, baby
[ Marley Marl ] Hi C over there, man
[ Cool J ] Yo, what's up Hi C...
[ Hi C ]
Hi C on the scene, at last to bust a funky rhyme
More than a line on time, because I'm gettin mine
Never underestimate the skill of a great one
The Boulevard Lord, shorts, never take none
Another funky rapper from around the way
Leavin bodies at a party, cause somebody gotta pay
Boy, you been told, put your lips on hold
All you remember is a barrel and a mouth full of gold
Spreadin terror on the street like they was in the past
Any punks on the block, yo, never could last
And I never feel sorry for a sucker I gained on
Any slick talker, yo, he's bound to get rained on
At any Farmers party at my side is a Mag
(One time a sucker got ill and went out in a bodybag)
Fear will erupt through the heart of another
The Farmers Crew will never fall, that's word to the mother
[ Marley Marl ] Yo, yo
It's kinda funky out here
Yo, yo, yo, Hi C
Yo man, y'all kinda funky out here, yo
I was -
Yo, what's up?
[ crew member ] ...9 years ago, man
Youknowmsayin?
[ Cool J ] Farmers Boulevard, baby
[ Marley Marl ] Yo, I was kinda -
I was kinda stagnant to sleep on it
But yo, L
Won't you - won't you sum it all up for the people, aight?
[ Cool J ] Aight, let me sum this up
[ L.L. Cool J ]
Now you heard the brothers speakin bout the street that we're from
Rhymes hittin, beats kickin, you can't get none
F-a-r-m-e-r-s passin the test
Marley Marl in the background doin the rest
Do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti-do, do-ti-la-so-fa-mi-re-do, kato
Get up out my face before I play you like Play-Doh
I did a jam against all odds
And it was dedicated to Farmers Boulevard
(Farmers Boulevard)
Keep on
(Farmers Boulevard)
To the beat, y'all
A funky beat, y'all
Yes, yes, y'all
You don't stop
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The Boomin System
{marley marl:}
Just kick a little something for them cars that be bumpin
Yeah aight
But we need a beat that they can front to
Oh thatll work
Be funky
You know what Im sayin?
(cars ride by with the boomin systems)
(cars ride by)
Funky
For all the cars out there
And all the brothers
That like to front in their rides
Check it out
You know its funky funky funky cos you heard it from hear-say
A jam that you love that dont be gettin no airplay
Strictly for frontin when youre ridin around
12 oclock at night with your windows down
Headlights breakin cos your batteries drain
Armor all on your tires and a big gold chain
Parkin outside of all the hip-hop spots
Push the e-q and play connect the dots
Leanin to the side, people everywhere
The trunk full of amps, there aint no room for a spare
Big beats bumpin with the bass in back
All the sophisticated suckers catch a heart attack
Cos they dont understand why I act this way
Pumpin up the funky beat until the break of day
Its because I want attention when Im ridin by
And the girls be on my jock cos my systems fly
Girlies wanna ride with a brother like me
Cos they be hear me gettin funky frequently
They tell me dont drink and drive, I say what is this
Mind your business
Now pass it around
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbin my head
While Im checkin out the rapper and the rhyme that he said
Im frontin, and I dont care if you know
The backseat of my car is like a disco show
You would think I was a good friend of al capone
Crazy air freshener, who needs cologne
Bottom to the bottom to the top to the top
Cruise - its 3 oclock
The girlies, they smile, they see me comin
Im steady hummin, I got the funky drummer drummin
My trunk be shakin, vibratin and rattlin
Pumpin so loud, all the shorties be battlin
A right-hand mans here without the swing
Every chance I get Im showin off my rings
I can keep it up until the break of dawn
Cos Im frontin in my ride and my word is bond
Sun roof open, so I can feel the wind blow
I dont give a damn if it cracks my back window
C to the o to the o to the l to the I to the n
To the f to the r to the o to the n to the t to the I to the n
That means Im chillin
Like spoonie gee said, my seats are soft like a bed
They recline way back, so I can get real cosy
I got the gangster tapes in the place
Like a basehead would say: I want bass
I want a hit, I want a dose
Youre rollin up smilin, but you cant come close
Cos my system is pumpin loud
Like rakim said: I wanna move the crowd
I warm it up with kane, fight the power with pe
Tell the cops: you gots to chill with epmd
This is something devastatin thatll break your trunk
And remember, uncle l is like the future of the funk
You know what Im sayin
Word
So next time youre in your ride pumpin it up
Just remember
Its cool
Peace
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A Little Somethin'
(LL Cool J)
Here we go - another funky style
Peace to my brothers on "Rikers' Isle"
Introducin' the crew, that's goin' a mile
To get behind the ropes, stop actin' wild
This here part is like section one
so you can bug-a-loo and set fire to your buns
Early mornin' light is yet to come
And when it come, we'll get buggy in the sun
Females - let your hair down
Cause this is how we do it when we go uptown
with the funky sound, the razzamatazz
you give me to the "sploshers", you can get your-a blast
Enter at your own risk - some brothers got weapons
Yet you're still steppin', the beats' so funkafied
and answer to the bone, people'll be dancin' alone
Leanin' on the wall next to grandma's mop
With the funky, funky groove that's far from pop
Dosey-do your partner all night long
and all you mothers, bring your kids along
(Chorus: LL Cool J)
(Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncle) yeah, I do a little somethin'
(Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncle) Huh, I do a little somethin'
(Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncle) yeah, hah, I do a little somethin'
(Yo Uncle) whassup, whassup?
(Yo Uncle) (just kick a little somethin'...)
(LL Cool J)
Ain't no mountain high enough to overcome this
funky-like type of stuff
The feds are ridiculous, they call my bluff
Oh, my wrists are too skinny to hold me with cuffs
I got the sure-shot guaranteed mover
Suck it like a hoover and do ya whole maneuver
Don't stop till you get it on
With ya head be- boppin' like a bouncy ball
They do it in the park, they do it in the mall
But when I do it (yeah), I'm doin' it for y'all
Asiatic, automatic, your funky fanatic without no s
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Change Your Ways
[Intro/Chorus]
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Change your ways
[LL Cool J]
Why don't you make, hah, a resolution
Heh, for God sake, give a contribution
Huh, you're filthy rich huh, so help the world
Donate some dough to the starvin' boys and girls
They ain't eatin', we're just chillin', stop the killin'
[Chorus]
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Change your ways
[LL Cool J]
Change your ways huh, start givin'
Huh, you're livin' like every day is thanksgivin'
Huh, cool songs huh, nice cars, clear sky, bright stars
Funky, funky beats on the radio be pumpin'
Hah, you're so cool, well let us tell you somethin':
Change your ways
[Chorus]
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Change your ways
[LL Cool J]
Hey you, don't be stupid, comprehend
the words I'm speakin' to a beat
that's crazy funky and keeps the people freakin'
Just trust through us, you're listenin' to God talk
Mic check 1, 2, huh, hey fellas tell 'em what they need to do
[Chorus]
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Change your ways
[LL Cool J]
Come on, come on, let's do it, let's do it
There's just so many of us, huh
hey yo, there ain't nothin' to it
We're just too strong, can't nothin' stop the movement
Hah, party people listen - the world has room for improvement
The groove is small and I know you've
been thinkin' a lot about this jam
So take his hand and take her hand
and let's all lend a hand to our fellow man
[Chorus]
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Change your ways
[LL Cool J]
We can do it, we can do it, we can do it
We can do it, we can do it, we can do it
We can do it, we can do it, we can do it
We can do it, we can do it, we can do it
[Chorus]
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Change your ways
[LL Cool J]
We can do it, hah, that's right, but you gotta, gotta warn her
We gotta help the junkies tastin' their dream
fiendin' on the corner
Cause yo we got the power
And man we are the world, so what you wanna do
What you wanna do homeboys and all you fly girls?
Put your cigarette out, throw away your drink
Take a moment of silence to stop and think
Hah, we gotta change our ways huh
Or we'll never see brighter days
[Chorus]
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Change your ways
[Outro: LL Cool J]
Word up, youknowhatI'msayin'?
All we gotta do is change our ways
and everything will be aight youknowhatI'msayin'?
There's so far to go youknowImean?
But we gotta keep fightin', we gotta struggle youknowhatImean?
And we stay alive, only the strong survive
So part of you can change your ways and you'll be aight
Peace from LL Cool J
[Chorus]
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Change your ways
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Jughead
Keep it nice and quiet, keep it nice and quiet
What the hell was that?
(hey yall, I thought we bust this new hype before)
All across the land
(new dance commercial take 2)
Rio, marbella - we gettin stupid
Ha, germany, paris france - we gettin stupid
Yeah, stockholm sweden, we love ya
Let me shed, its easier said code red
Bust the new groove just hyped 4 the jughead
Bass thumpin everybodys doin the bumpin
Oops, I slipped on a move
I think its time 2 bust somethin
Sleazy, but cool and easy
(is this the right one? )
Yeah - this is 4 the hood
Better keep it greasy
Better yet on a smooth tip
I dont wanna sweat
I want my slimmie 2 get with this
Move your head and shoulders from side 2 side
Take your back foot, and then u let it slide
Yo, in a fade motion, lots of attitude, coast 2 coast
Then ure floatin homeboys boastin -
U made his skeeze freeze
Uve been chosen, p
Ladies and gentlemen, npg introduces the...
Jughead (jughead)
Yeah, we gettin funky in the house tonite
Kickin the jughead (doin the jughead)
Come on, get stupid, get stupid
Kickin the jughead (jughead)
Oh yeah, we gettin funky in the house tonite
Kickin the jughead, yeah (doin the jughead)
Wait a minute, whats he doin? (get stupid, get stupid)
Well, mack daddy in the house over there
What u doin dawg?
(gettin busy g, kickin the jughead)
Yeah, babys gettin busy in my face
Cold housin a future
Everything has been well placed
This daddys 2 fly
He bust the jughead as he floats to the other side
U watch the rotation, theres a bit of hesitation
This is some new hype stuff ure facin
U gotta come with a new git
The j-u-g-h-e-a-d, and Im flowin with it
U could say Im on a roll
Npg and yall, and were gettin bold, oh
Yes - bold steps must be taken
2 bump a nation their scrutiny is what Im facin
As u pump the volume to what Im sayin
Ud catch me dead before you catch me
Doin anything but the...
Jughead (jughead)
Yeah, we gettin funky in the house tonite
Kickin the jughead (doin the jughead)
Get stupid, get stupid
Kickin the jughead (jughead)
Yo, yo, we gettin funky in the house tonite
Kickin the jughead, ha ha (doin the jughead)
(get stupid, get stupid)
Dont worry if youre lookin silly
Look over here at me, workin 4 willie (check it out man, check it out)
Gettin busy in the corner (oh yes, is that levi? !)
Holdin my own - u think Im posin
Im just frozen on an upbeat
Clockin a freak in a low pro
U know - discreet
Baby was laughing
But before a no was even said
Shes on the dance floor
Next beat kickin the jughead (jughead)
Yeah - (get funky in the house tonight)
Get funky
Kickin the jughead (doin the jughead)
(come on, come on)
Get stupid, get stupid
Kickin the jughead (well, jughead)
Whats up with that?
(dis ones mine, t) (get funky in the house tonite)
Huh, I thought so, yeah (jughead)
(get stupid, get stupid)
Yo - margaya (jughead)
Yeah - we gettin funky (get funky in the house tonite)
Yeah - say rio - yeah, (doin the jughead)
What about new york? - yeah (get stupid, get stupid)
La? - yeah (well, jughead)
Get funky - yeah (get funky in the house tonite)
Atlanta, g.a. - yeah (doin the jughead)
We gettin funky in the house tonight (get stupid, get stupid)
Yeah, homey, kick it just like that
Yeah, homey, kick it just like that
Yeah, homey, kick it just like that (yeah)
Yeah, homey, kick it just like that
Yeah, homey, kick it just like that (go)
Yeah, homey, kick it just like that (go)
Yeah, homey, kick it just like that
Yeah, homey, kick it just like that
(jughead)
Boy, we gettin international
In the house (gettin funky in the house tonight)
Thats right
We gettin international
In the house
We want this one 2 go worldwide
Huh, thats right worldwide
Not state-side
Give it up...
M... p... l... s...
Who turn the mother out?
M... p... l... s
Who turn the mother out?
Oh yeah - thats what Im sayin (get funky)
Thats what Im sayin
Thats what Im sayin
Who turn the mother out?
(thats what Im sayin)
Tony, you were excellent (thats what Im sayin)
What you need is a manager (thats what Im sayin)
For what?
I can make you... money minders are like parasites
They pose and wheelers and
Dealers for your rights. and most
Companies say that you need em!
Not me... but Ive kicked back, observed, and
Im honest... watched em bleed em
Artists young and old
I can bring you to the top! whered this unwritten law come from anyway?
That years after the contract you should
Still be gettin paid? boy, I go broke
And hit the skids before I take care of
A rich suckers kids. hell,
My contract... a contract aint no pension plan,
My contract... years after this my kids are still
Gonna make the grand.
Tony, you... and you laugh at my brother little richard
When he says you aint gave him nothing.
Lets leave him out of this hell, that aint no joke.
His songs are still sellin, that man
Could die broke. so fellow artists,
U need me... push for yours, and watch for
Mr. money minder, as we settle the score.
Tony...
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You'll Rock
[LL Cool J]
The momentum of this party can only increase
The design of this rhyme is a masterpiece
You'll wanna kick steps to the musical feast
And witness the force I'm about to release
You'll rock!!
[LL Cool J]
I'm a professional producer of hip-hop songs
In case you're unaware my beats are always strong
I'll exterminate your crew if I don't like you
with one rhyme I subdue my adversaries are through
I'm the best, fascinatin' my names' Cool J
I'm the royalty of rap, what else can I say
Experienced, rhyme skilled, plus my voice isn't waxed
Funky fresh party rocker, so let's face facts
I'll dust a rapper off if I require practice
Vocal cords so rough that I can eat cactus
Choreographer of rhymes, best of all times
Composition technican with the b-boy's mind
Terrorizin' emcee's instructions in my path
Make your girlfriend ask me for my autograph
I'm the mic dominater, best of all times
And you ain't heard nothin' till you heard J rhyme
You'll rock!!
[LL Cool J]
Now I'ma tell you the mean behind the scratchin' sounds
He's Cut-Creator - Philly-Philly as the DJ crown
Me and him are imitatin' but never underatin'
My rhymes and his cuts have been consolidated
The mission ain't complete without the use of his hands
He makes my rhymes so fresher, my beat expands
So I'll like you to meet him, but don't attempt to beat him
A Five Man Crew, me and him will defeat them
He'll scratch and wipe out all foes
Turntable terrorizin' and I think you should know
That were - high calibered and my names' J
And for all you sucker crews it's Judgment Day
To ring this encounter, I'm your rhyme sayer
I have to say it girls, but yes, I'm a player
Materials royal, I'm a'nating all
Like brown with dimples and I'm six-feet tall
And promoter of recordings that I call my own
And I'll love to take one of you ladies home
I'll complete and clear, infiltratin' your ears
My litera-ture is above Shakespeare
Emcee - a sucker natter and I just won't stop
I'm the author and the designer of the jam you'll rock
I'm a lyrical game on the heels of fame
And the world is glad that Cool J came
You'll rock!!
[LL Cool J]
Now I'm a dedicate this rhyme to my favorite street
You think about it everytime that you hear this beat
Any other jam you hear just dis-regard
This is the National Anthem of the Boulevard
See I'm loyal to the bully cause it tought me the deal
Certainly the place to be and that's how I feel
Farmers Boulevard, E-Love and me Cool J
In the center of it all is a cute 3-A
Forty-seven will surrender till emcee's in fear
Queens Boulevard is soft, they don't come around here
Quick as L's on my face I will hold my space
And to taste, stimulate, and conduct the bait
You'll rock!!
[LL Cool J]
Now I'ma kick it for the beat, check complete my mission
Subtractin' emcee's like a mathematician
Jammin' up the board at the rappin' commision
Soul inventor of this composition
I disintegrate rappers I can and I could
Degrade egg your Al & Ol couldn't write this good
But I'm the Warlord of rap with my own army
Japans' whole military couldn't disarm me
Super bad, cold-crushed, number one b-boy
Like a paintin' from Picasso, I'm the real McCoy
Crown-Prince of rappin', Godfather of bees
Emcee's that need a new lady to feed
You'll rock!!
[LL Cool J]
YouknowI'msayin'? Break!!
YouknowI'msayin'? Break!! Break!! Break two!!
song performed by by LL Cool J
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Go Cut Creator Go
[LL Cool J]
1, 2, 3 'o' clock 4 'o' clock ROCK
5, 6, 7 'o' clock 8 'o' clock ROCK
9, 10, 11 'o' clock 12 'o' clock ROCK
Gonna ROCK (What?) ROCK, ROCK around the clock
Three years ago in St. Albans, Queens
I was rockin at a park called one eighteen
Little kids stood and watched as I rocked the spot
Didn't know that years later I'll be standin on top
Livin near Farmers Boulevard I was born and base-shaw
Stopped the rich and shaked hands with the poor
And this is a story about a brother I know
Cut Creator on the fader no watch him go
[Chorus]
Go, go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go, go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
[LL Cool J]
When back in the days before I clocked some dough
I used to go to the show and sit in the front row
Hopin and prayin one day I'll get on the road
So I had a feeler and a summer and I meet when I'm stoned
Not fearin a thought, got stung like a horse
Don't make fun of my posse, cause each man is a boss
When his only damn way to pull a jam out the crate
One time for your mind
Check out the guitar break
[Chorus]
Go, go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go, go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
[LL Cool J]
This jam just wasn't enough for Jimmy Hendrix to see
He could do lessons of mixin take you under his wing
Straight from the heart cause it ain't the money that we came here for
Ain't no thoughts in the room ain't breakin no roles
And in the Rock 'n' Roll land, a big strivin plan
Just my posse learn the vocals what little they had
It's all about us three: Eve, Phil & Jay
He heard Cut Creator cut now check it out to play
[Chorus]
Go, go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go, go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
[LL Cool J]
Rock, rock y'all check out the funky cut
It's like travellin through time to the straight cats strut
Cuts are slicker than Grease needle as sharp as a knife
We'll be do doin the doo for the rest of the lines
Wanna piece of the action, it's time to party, get up
Not a subway bummy singer puttin change in a cup
Wanna see you boogie, oogie jumpin up and down
Bitin your livin hold your breath until we come to your town
L-L-C-O-O-L-J-I-S-H-A-R-D-A-S
Cut Creator cut the record for me
[Chorus with LL in the background sayin "Cut it"]
Go, go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go, go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
L-L-C-O-O-L-J-I-S-H-A-R-D-A-S
["Cut it" in background]
Go, go, go, go, ahh, go
[Chorus with LL in the background sayin "Cut it"]
Go, go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go, go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
Go Cut Creator Go
L-L-C-O-O-L-J-I-S-H-A-R-D-A-S-H-E-L-L
song performed by by LL Cool J
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Funky, Funky, Xmas
Ho, ho, ho, oh, little train, my little elf, another great christmas.
Ah, man, its boring, its boring, same thing every year,
So lets have a funky christmas!
Have a funky funky christmas, have a funky funky christmas.
New kids on the block, lets rock, its christmas time.
Were gonna celebrate it with a rhyme.
Danny d, are you ready? - ready as Ill ever be
Steady - you know, joey joe is ready
Jordan and jon, yeah, come on, we got a funky, funky christmas going on.
Have a funky...
Funky christmas and a funky new year, I swear we got ourselves a party here
Girls on the floor knows our posse at the door
Should I stop - nah cool - heres more of this song, a funky christmas melody
cause jordan k feels so christmasy
Throw your hands in the air pause, kick the ballistics santa claus
Have a funky...
Sneaking downstairs on christmas eve
I saw a sight that you just wouldnt believe
St. nick by the fireplace dusting off his head with a frown on his face
He said hay - said what - he said you - I said what
He said you left the fire burning and I burnt my butt
So now Ive learned youve got to turn the fireplace down
So santa wont get burned
Have a funky...
Have a funky...
Slipping and sliding through the city streets
Ill be in town getting down to the christmas beat
Its danny d Im here with christmas cheer
No feeling to end the party of the year
Its going Im showing fresh rhymes Im throwing
Its snowing outside but we ho-ho-hoing
Santas on the way, sleigh bells are ringing, swinging, everybody start singing
Have a funky....
Its christmas, can you swing this?
Funky, dope jam top on your christmas list, do you dig this?
Boy, there aint no twist, just something you wish for and you almost missed huh
Funky christmas and a happy new year, how could you be booing it
With donnie d doing it?
Have a funky....
Ho, ho, ho, this is the mc santa claus and my elf little joe
Yeah, merry christmas, merry christmas, we gonna kick the ballistics
Of our christmas wishes.
song performed by by New Kids On The Block
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Ain't No Stoppin' This
[Laughter]
[LL Cool J]
Party people are you with me? (Cool J)
Party people are you with me? (Cool J)
Party people are you with me? (Cool J)
Party people are you with me? (Cool J, uh)
Party people are you with me? (Cool J)
Party people are you with me? (Cool J)
Party people are you with me? (Cool J)
Party people are you with me? (Hit it)
[LL Cool J]
Newcomers, step on back and if you hid last summer
catch a heart-attack, cause I'm back
I'm bad, you write rhymes made are blad
I'm mad cause they said I wasn't bad
No recognition cause they said I'm from the ghetto
Carryin' nine millimeters and stiletto's
I guess I need a TV show to get mine
But I don't feel like kissin' no director's behind
That's too soft for L
I'ma write a rhyme-fighter inside of the rebel "Yell"
Hour jack loops and dancer troops
Watch out for the gangsta-machine-gun-loose
[Chorus: LL Cool J]
Ain't no stoppin' this
Nah, nah, ain't no stoppin' this
Nah, nah, ain't no stoppin' this
No way, huh, ain't no stoppin' this
Nah, nah, ain't no stoppin' this
Never, ever, no, ain't no stoppin' this
Nah, nah, ain't no stoppin' this
Nah, nah, ain't no stoppin' this
[LL Cool J]
Last year pop rappers got awards
And don't know a damn thing about a block party mic-cord
They see LL, they know the brothers' real
But the flies can tell you exactly how they feel
When I come in the door it's like I'm made of dynamite
I gotta blow up more and more
Shakin' the rafters from here on after
Puttin' an end to all the laughter
There ain't no way they can win
with the band all in, plus the turntable spin
Strip-searchin' competition, you can call 'em competition
but there ain't no competition cause I'm on a mission
I'ma rip this game, I want the soul train families and anybody with a name
Superstars step aside this year
And all you other little crumbs that wanna try and come near
I'm sick and tired of political setbacks
Too much red tape-the-box, so forget that
[Chorus: LL Cool J]
Ain't no stoppin' this
Ain't no stoppin' this
Ain't no stoppin' this
I'm comin', huh, ain't no stoppin' this
Nah, ain't no stoppin' this
Nuh-uh, no, ain't no stoppin' this
Never, ever, no, ain't no stoppin' this
Nah, nah, ain't no stoppin' this, don't stop
[LL Cool J]
Party people are you with me? (Cool J)
Party people are you with me? (Cool J)
Party people are you with me? (Cool J, hah)
Party people are you with me? (Cool J, uh)
Party people are you with me? (Cool J, uh)
Party people are you with me? (Cool J, yeah)
Party people are you with me? (Cool J, uh)
Party people are you with me? (Cool J)
[LL Cool J]
I started in the basement of my grandmother's house
My rap got gashed, your whole body's' gettin' doubts
Burnt to a crisp, lead from the mist
Third degree and Gods' my only witness
When I shocked the world, hold the prince hostage
for the diamonds and pearls
Maker-Mike will remember the time
tellin' Madonna black love ain't a crime
I'm like a shogun, I ain't scared of no-one
Born and raised in New York, that's where I come from
[Chorus: LL Cool J]
Ain't no stoppin' this
Nah, nah, ain't no stoppin' this
Nah, nah, ain't no stoppin' this
Never, ever, no, ain't no stoppin' this
Uh, come on, hah, ain't no stoppin' this
Nah, nah, ain't no stoppin' this
Nah, nah, ain't no stoppin' this
Never, ever, no, ain't no stoppin' this
(Yeah, uh, hah, yeah)
[LL Cool J]
I rip downtown, uptown
I love the way the bass sound, when I'm underground
Boulevard to boulevard, avenue to avenue, I'll be havin' you
Playin' a scene to a song so mean that'll get
your whole car rockin' like a war machine
Neighbors downstairs call current-affairs
Cause the party got ripped and yours truly was there
[Chorus/Outro: LL Cool J]
Ain't no stoppin' this
1984, ain't no stoppin' this
1985, ain't no stoppin' this
1986, ain't no stoppin' this
1987, ain't no stoppin' this
1988, ain't no stoppin' this
1989, ain't no stoppin' this
1990, ain't no stoppin' this
91, ain't no stoppin' this
92, what to do?
1993 and all that, infinity, power of God rules
song performed by by LL Cool J
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Funky New Year
Went to a party just last night
Wanted to bring the year in right
Woke up this morning I don't know how
Last night I was a happy man, but the way I feel right now
It's gonna be a FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
Ooo, Ahh, got to be a FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
Can't remember when I ever felt worse
Nothing matters and everything hurts
They were passin' round the bottle, made me feel brand new
Trouble with the new man he wants a hit too, hit me
FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
oooooo, it's a FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
Lord, mmm, FUNKY NEW YEAR
Nurse I'm worse FUNKY NEW YEAR
I got to perk up a little FUNKY NEW YEAR
My hair hurts FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
A party baby
Never again FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
Who's shoes are these FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
Party hardy baby FUNKY NEW YEAR
FUNKY NEW YEAR
What year is this anyway?
song performed by by Eagles
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Funky Music
Chorus:
(I like funky music)
(I like funky music)
(I like funky music)
(I like funky music)
Everybody get on the floor
We got the groove u feel in your soul
When ure good n funky, u can say u know
Dance 2 the funky music, come on
Chorus
If u aint got no partner u can use your hair
Shake it like a hooker, baby, I dont care
Whatever u do, u got 2 make the people stare
Dance 2 the funky music, yeah
Chorus
This beat I got is specially designed (specially designed)
2 make u lose your phone number 2 somebody fine
The nastier u get, the funkier we got
My claim 2 fame is scandal, baby, and I aint here 2 stop (ow!)
(I like funky music)
(I like funky music)
I didnt come 2 trample on what u think is cool
I just wanna hip u 2 a brand new groove
If u like your funky mellow, this aint 4 u
Dance 2 the funky music, shoo-bed-ooh!
Yeah (chorus)
Uh-huh (uh!)
Uh, uh, uh-huh
Uh, uh-huh
Uh, uh, uh-huh
Yo, the time has come once again 2 send
A dance groove that wont end
Dont pretend that your feet is tired
And grab my hand girlfriend
And move it, baby, move it
I know u can do it
Move it, baby, move it
I know u can do it, come on
I said come on
{repeat chorus in bg till end}
Now let me tell u somethin
Huh, lookin so good on the floor
Make me wanna get 2 know u better
And dancin all up next 2 u
Is a feeling I can feel 4ever
Being 2gether and doing whats clever
And been so hard 2 stop it, uh
I know no one could top it
Huh, yeah
This groove is funky
Huh, yeah
Yo n.p.g. c drop it!
Huh, say what?
Huh, huh, say what?
Say, say what? uh, uh, uh
Say, say, say what? huh, uh, uh, uh
Yo, enough respect goes 2 the artist and the n.p.g. crew
And the whole new york and uptown
And across the country massive
Big up yourselves cuz its comin at cha loud
Alright?
song performed by by Prince
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I Cant Live Without My Radio
Verse 1
My radio, believe me, I like it loud
Im the man with a box that can rock the crowd
Walkin down the street, to the hardcore beat
While my jvc vibrates the concrete
Im sorry if you cant understand
But I need a radio inside my hand
Dont mean to offend other citizens
But I kick my volume way past 10
My story is rough, my neighbourhood is tough
But I still sport gold, and Im out to crush
My name is cool j, I devastate the show
But I couldnt survive without my radio
Terrorising my neighbours with the heavy bass
I keep the suckas in fear by the look on my face
My radios bad from the boulevard
Im a hip-hop gangster and my name is todd
Just stimulated by the beat, bust out the rhyme
Get fresh batteries if it wont rewind
Cos I play everyday, even on the subway
I woulda got a summons but I ran away
Im the leader of the show, keepin you on the go
But I know I cant live without my radio
Verse 2
Suckas on my jock when I walk down the block
I really dont care if youre jealous or not
Cos I make the songs, you sing along
And your radios def when my records on
So get off the wall, become involved
All your radio problems have now been solved
My treacherous beats make ya ears respond
And my radios loud like a fire alarm
The floor vibrates, the walls cave in
The bass makes my eardrums seem thin
Def sounds in my ride, yes the front and back
You would think it was a party, not a cadillac
Cos I drive up to the ave, with the windows closed
And my bass is so loud, it could rip your clothes
My stereos thumpin like a savage beast
The level on my power meter will not decrease
Suckas get mad, cos the girlies scream
And Im still gettin paid while you look at me mean
Im the leader of the show, keepin you on the go
But I know I cant live without my radio
Im the leader of the show, keepin you on the go
And I know I cant live without my radio
Verse 3
Dont touch that dial, Ill be upset
Might go into a fit and rip off your neck
Cos the radios thumpin when Im down to play
Im the royal chief rocker ll cool j
Let your big butt bounce from right to left
Cos its a actual fact this jam is def
Most definitely created by me
Goin down in radio history
Im good to go on your radio
And Im cold gettin paid cos rick said so
Make the woofers wallop and your tweeters twitch
Some jealous knuckleheads might try to dis
But its nuthin, ya frontin, ya girl I am stuntin
And my radios loud enough to keep you gruntin
My name is cool j, Im from the rock
Circulating through your radio non-stop
Im lookin at the wires behind the cassette
And now Im on the right, standing on the eject
Wearin light blue pumas, a whole lotta gold
And jams like these keep me in control
Im the leader of the show, keepin you on the go
And I know I cant live without my radio
Verse 4
Your energy level starts to increase
As my big beat is slowly released
Im on the radio and at the jam
Ll cool j is who I am
Imma make ya dance, boogie down and rock
And youll scratch and shake to my musical plot
And to expand my musical plan
Cut creator, rock the beat with your hands
Thats right, so dont try to front the move
As you become motivated by the funky groove
You can see me and earl chillin on the block
With my box cold kickin with the gangster rock
See people cant stop me, neither can the police
Im a musical maniac to say the least
For you and your radio I made this for
Cool js here to devastate once more
Pullin all the girls, takin out mcs
If ya try to disrespect me, I just say please!
Here to command the hip-hop land
Kick it live with a box inside my hand
Im the leader of the show, keepin you on the go
But I know I cant live without my radio
Farmers boulevard, yeah, you know thats where me and e hang out, cool
Out, you know what Im sayin? thats where the cribs at.
song performed by by LL Cool J
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Good Love
Good love, u got a
Baby, in the heat of the night
U know what 2 do
Good love, u got a
Cherry pie, apple kisses
Everything is cool
Technicolor children in picadilly square
Whisper words, erotica, when u kiss me there
Gustav mahler #3 is jamming on the box
Ill have another glass of u, this time on the rocks
4th of july in every stroke
A symphony of light and sound
Oh, I want 2 die from all the smoke
Fire breaks out when ure around
Good love, u got a yeah
Baby, in the heat of the night
U know what 2 do
Good love, u got a yeah
Cherry pie, apple kisses
Everything is cool
It brings a flash 2 my heart just the thought of u
Plethora of euphoria in everything u do
Any place 2 zero, u are number 1
Baby, in the heat of the night, ure my favorite fun
U and I in each others arms (u and I - each others arms)
Here is another world (here Im protected)
Here Im protected from all harm
Only the naked, boy and girl
Good love, yeah!
Baby, in the heat of the night
U know what 2 do
Good love, yeah (ooh)
Cherry pie, apple kisses
Everything is cool, cool, cool (cool)
Alright, we gon say good love
Right here (good love!)
Yeah
Gustav mahler #3 jamming on the box
U wanna rock? (why not? )
(good love) - yeah (yeah, yeah)
Oh baby, in the heat of the night
U know what 2 do, dont cha?
Good love, yeah (yeah, yeah)
Cherry pie, apple kisses
Everything is cool, cool
Every little funky damn thing is kickin! (good love)
Oh my lord (oh my lord)
My lord (my lord)
(good love, yeah)
Baby, u got the, u got the, u got the good love, yeah
In the heat of the night
U know its alright (yeah)
Good love, yeah
Good love, honey baby
Good love, yeah yeah yeah (yeah)
Cherry pie, apple kisses
Everything is cool, everything is cool
Cool
Come on
Thats how I like it, come on
Technicolor junkie in a funky square (yeah)
Good love talkin when u kissin me there (yeah)
Gustav mahler jamming on the box (yeah, yeah)
Teenage junkie got his foot on the rock get off!
U gotta, u gotta get good love
Good love
U gotta, u gotta get good love
Yeah, good love
Gustav
song performed by by Prince
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Revolution (feat. The Marley Brothers)
Intro(Bob Marley)
Within 2000 years Christ shall return "and when I return I goin' to be king of
kings...
Marley Brothers
That's rev...that's rev...that's rev...that's rev...
Krayzie Get up...my soldiers, ride...
Bob Marley
Revolution in my heart/ Oh, they tearin' us apart/ We been wastin' so much time/
Revolution on
my mind/ Everyday problems in the world they maximize/ Now tell me how much
blood must be shed, oh realize things
And times get drastic; A revolution is the only way/ Stop this internal warfare,
yeah...
Marley Brothers That's rev...That's for the revolution {repeatedly}
Bob Marley Roll in a bomb-drop cry...Soldiers all positions.
Krayzie
I wanna talk about a revolution/ Should we talk about a revolution, a
revolution? Come on, I think it's time
It's already 1999/ This is real; we ready for revolution/ We said that we tired,
we ready tonight, and we gon' ride, ride, ride
With the warriors; We makin' a push on Babylon The Great, better hurry up/ We
doin' it like that; combat on contact
So the police get bombed back/ That gunpowder from my gun got my palms black/ As
we roll and we hit up the rest we chase
the police; we done flipped the script and set a new record/ We send 'em to
fire, to flames, we heat and we hot/ Cussin'
while they flossin' shots/ Marchin' double barrels buckin'/ Mark the target,
ain't for talkin'/ Squashin' every enemy walkin'
And bomb 'em/ We need to suit up in boots/ Recruit us some troops to start
mashin'/ I'm packin' my sawed off and I'm called off
I'm called off...
Bob Marley
Revolution on my mind(Krayzie Yeah) We been wastin' so much time/ Revolution in
my heart/ They been tearin' us apart
Everyday problems in the world they maximize/ And tell me how much blood must be
shed, oh realize things and times get
drastic/ A revolution is the only way/ Stop this internal warfare, yeah...
Marley Brothers That's rev...That's for the revolution {repeatedly}
Bob Marley Soldiers all positions...Green Beret cover formation....Roll in a
bomb-drop cry and bomb down that institution
Krayzie Get up...my soldiers, ride...
Marley Brothers That's rev...That's for the revolution {repeatedly}
Bob Marley Soldiers all positions...Green Beret cover formation
song performed by by Krayzie Bone
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Turtle Wax
My my my, your truth is a lie
And you help cover it up and you don't even ask why
So it goes
Funky wunky, the funky junky
Funky wunky, ouh won't you hit them with that
Nooky nooky, you got that cookie
Nooky nooky, ouh
Hit them with the funky shift - you jokin'?
Funky wunky ouh
Slam me with the funky fix - get going!
Funky junky ouh
Why why why do you quit before you try
You put a fake smile on your face but there's a tear in
your eye
So I go
Funky wunky, that funky junky
Funky wunky, ouh yeah hit me with it
Nooky nooky, I'll try her cookie
Nooky nooky ouh
Kick on in da funky shift - you got that?
Funky wunky ouh
Slam me withg da funky fix - you got that?
Funky junky ouh
And I don't believe the things they try to say
'Cause things are gettin' a little bit funky
song performed by by Infectious Grooves
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Revolution
Intro(bob marley)
Within 2000 years christ shall return and when I return I goin to be king of
Kings...
Marley brothers
Thats rev...thats rev...thats rev...thats rev...
Krayzie get up...my soldiers, ride...
Bob marley
Revolution in my heart/ oh, they tearin us apart/ we been wastin so much time/
Revolution on
My mind/ everyday problems in the world they maximize/ now tell me how much
Blood must be shed, oh realize things
And times get drastic; a revolution is the only way/ stop this internal warfare,
Yeah...
Marley brothers thats rev...thats for the revolution {repeatedly}
Bob marley roll in a bomb-drop cry...soldiers all positions.
Krayzie
I wanna talk about a revolution/ should we talk about a revolution, a
Revolution? come on, I think its time
Its already 1999/ this is real; we ready for revolution/ we said that we tired,
We ready tonight, and we gon ride, ride, ride
With the warriors; we makin a push on babylon the great, better hurry up/ we
Doin it like that; combat on contact
So the police get bombed back/ that gunpowder from my gun got my palms black/ as
We roll and we hit up the rest we chase
The police; we done flipped the script and set a new record/ we send em to
Fire, to flames, we heat and we hot/ cussin
While they flossin shots/ marchin double barrels buckin/ mark the target,
Aint for talkin/ squashin every enemy walkin
And bomb em/ we need to suit up in boots/ recruit us some troops to start
Mashin/ Im packin my sawed off and Im called off
Im called off...
Bob marley
Revolution on my mind(krayzie yeah) we been wastin so much time/ revolution in
My heart/ they been tearin us apart
Everyday problems in the world they maximize/ and tell me how much blood must be
Shed, oh realize things and times get
Drastic/ a revolution is the only way/ stop this internal warfare, yeah...
Marley brothers thats rev...thats for the revolution {repeatedly}
Bob marley soldiers all positions...green beret cover formation....roll in a
Bomb-drop cry and bomb down that institution
Krayzie get up...my soldiers, ride...
Marley brothers thats rev...thats for the revolution {repeatedly}
Bob marley soldiers all positions...green beret cover formation
song performed by by Krayzie Bone
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Play That Funky Music
(vanilla ice, earthquake)
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Im back and Im ringin the bell
A rockin on the mike while the fly girls yell
In ecstasy in the back of me
Well thats my dj deshay cuttin all them zs
Hittin hard and the girlies goin crazy
Vanillas on the mike, man Im not lazy.
Im lettin my drug kick in
It controls my mouth and I begin
To just let it flow, let my concepts go
My posses to the side yellin, go vanilla go!
Smooth cause thats the way I will be
And if you dont give a damn, then
Why you starin at me
So get off cause I control the stage
Theres no dissin allowed
Im in my own phase
The girlies sa y they love me and that is ok
And I can dance better than any kid n play
Play that funky music come on come on
Play that funky music, white boy I cant hear you, say it,
Play that funky music say it, say it, say
Play that funky music, white boy it, come on
Yea, a little bit louder
Now come on, come on
Stage 2 -- yea the one ya wanna listen to
Its off my head so let the beat play through
So I can funk it up and make it sound good
1-2-3 yo -- knock on some wood
For good luck, I like my rhymes atrocious
Supercalafragilisticexpialidocious
Im an effect and that you can bet
I can take a fly girl and make her wet.
Im like samson -- samson to delilah
Theres no denyin, you can try to hang
But youll keep tryin to get my style
Over and over, practice makes perfect
But not if youre a loafer.
Youll get nowhere, no place, no time, no girls
Soon -- oh my god, homebody, you probably eat
Spaghetti with a spoon! come on and say it!
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music come on come on
Play that funky music white boy lets do it
Vip. vanilla ice yep, yep, Im comin hard like a rhino
Intoxicating so you stagger like a wino
So punks stop trying and girl stop cryin
Vanilla ice is sellin and you people are buyin
cause why the freaks are jockin like crazy glue
Movin and groovin trying to sing along
All through the ghetto groovin this here song
Now youre amazed by the vip posse.
Steppin so hard like a german nazi
Startled by the bases hittin ground
Theres no trippin on mine, Im just gettin down
Sparkamatic, Im hangin tight like a fanatic
You trapped me once and I thought that
You might have it
So step down and lend me your ear
89 in my time! you, 90 is my year.
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music come on, come on, i
Play that funky music white boy cant hear you
Youre weakenin fast, yo! and I can tell it
Your bodys gettin hot, so, so I can smell it
So dont be mad and dont be sad
cause the lyrics belong to ice, you can call me dad
Youre pitchin a fit, so step back and endure
Let the witch doctor, ice, do the dance to cure
So come up close and dont be square
You wanna battle me -- anytime, anywhere
You thought that I was weak, boy, youre dead wrong
So come on, everybody and sing this song
Say -- play that funky music say, go white boy, go white boy go
Play that funky music go white boy, go white boy, go
Lay down and boogie and play that funky music till you die.
Play that funky music come on, come on, let me hear
Play that funky music white boy you say it, say it
Play that funky music a little louder now
Play that funky music, white boy come on, come on, come on
Play that funky music
Produced by vanilla ice
Published by ice baby music/qpm music (bmi)
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Play That Funky Music
(vanilla ice, earthquake)
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Im back and Im ringin the bell
A rockin on the mike while the fly girls yell
In ecstasy in the back of me
Well thats my dj deshay cuttin all them zs
Hittin hard and the girlies goin crazy
Vanillas on the mike, man Im not lazy.
Im lettin my drug kick in
It controls my mouth and I begin
To just let it flow, let my concepts go
My posses to the side yellin, go vanilla go!
Smooth cause thats the way I will be
And if you dont give a damn, then
Why you starin at me
So get off cause I control the stage
Theres no dissin allowed
Im in my own phase
The girlies sa y they love me and that is ok
And I can dance better than any kid n play
Play that funky music come on come on
Play that funky music, white boy I cant hear you, say it,
Play that funky music say it, say it, say
Play that funky music, white boy it, come on
Yea, a little bit louder
Now come on, come on
Stage 2 -- yea the one ya wanna listen to
Its off my head so let the beat play through
So I can funk it up and make it sound good
1-2-3 yo -- knock on some wood
For good luck, I like my rhymes atrocious
Supercalafragilisticexpialidocious
Im an effect and that you can bet
I can take a fly girl and make her wet.
Im like samson -- samson to delilah
Theres no denyin, you can try to hang
But youll keep tryin to get my style
Over and over, practice makes perfect
But not if youre a loafer.
Youll get nowhere, no place, no time, no girls
Soon -- oh my god, homebody, you probably eat
Spaghetti with a spoon! come on and say it!
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music come on come on
Play that funky music white boy lets do it
Vip. vanilla ice yep, yep, Im comin hard like a rhino
Intoxicating so you stagger like a wino
So punks stop trying and girl stop cryin
Vanilla ice is sellin and you people are buyin
cause why the freaks are jockin like crazy glue
Movin and groovin trying to sing along
All through the ghetto groovin this here song
Now youre amazed by the vip posse.
Steppin so hard like a german nazi
Startled by the bases hittin ground
Theres no trippin on mine, Im just gettin down
Sparkamatic, Im hangin tight like a fanatic
You trapped me once and I thought that
You might have it
So step down and lend me your ear
89 in my time! you, 90 is my year.
Play that funky music
Play that funky music, white boy
Play that funky music come on, come on, i
Play that funky music white boy cant hear you
Youre weakenin fast, yo! and I can tell it
Your bodys gettin hot, so, so I can smell it
So dont be mad and dont be sad
cause the lyrics belong to ice, you can call me dad
Youre pitchin a fit, so step back and endure
Let the witch doctor, ice, do the dance to cure
So come up close and dont be square
You wanna battle me -- anytime, anywhere
You thought that I was weak, boy, youre dead wrong
So come on, everybody and sing this song
Say -- play that funky music say, go white boy, go white boy go
Play that funky music go white boy, go white boy, go
Lay down and boogie and play that funky music till you die.
Play that funky music come on, come on, let me hear
Play that funky music white boy you say it, say it
Play that funky music a little louder now
Play that funky music, white boy come on, come on, come on
Play that funky music
Produced by vanilla ice
Published by ice baby music/qpm music (bmi)
song performed by by Vanilla Ice
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Marley
Bob Marley, Ziggy Marley, Rita Marley, Cedella Marley, Jimmy Cliff, Lee Perry, Neville Bunny Wailer Livingston, Cindy Breakspeare
from Marley (2012)
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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Cool
It's hard to remember how it felt before
Now I found the love of my life
Passes things, get more comfortable
Everything is going right
And after all the obstacles
It's good to see you now with someone else
And it's such a miracle that you and me are still good friends
After all that we've been through
I know we're cool
I know we're cool
We used to think it was impossible
Now you call me by my new last name
Memories seem like so long ago
Time always kills the pain
Remember Harbor Boulevard
The dreaming days where the mess was made
Look how all the kids have grown, oh
We have changed but we're still the same
After all that we've been through
I know we're cool
I know we're cool
Yeah, I know we're cool
And I'll be happy for you
If you can be happy for me
Circles and triangles
And now we're hanging out with your new girlfriend
So far from where we've been
I know we're cool
I know we're cool
C-cool, I know we're cool
I know we're cool
song performed by by Gwen Stefani
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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