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...
song performed by by Prince
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Call The Law
Step, step 2 the mic, huh
Not yet
Step, step 2 the mic, huh
Step 2 the mic and taste the hype
Its manifested, this blessed gift, I had 2 bring it right
So let me dive right in
Where do I begin? hmm, well, let me...
Call the law (call the law), were gettin busy yall (were gettin busy yall)
Call the law (call the law), were gettin busy yall (were gettin busy yall)
Call the law (call the dogs), were gettin busy yall (were gettin busy yall)
Call the law (call the law), were gettin busy yall (were gettin busy yall)
(ho, ho, ho, ho!) (alright) {repeat}
(ooh) the law, they come around when everyones having a ball
And by the way, that reminds me of a party yall
North side minnie, twin cities, mid-summer on the scene
And my people get busy fryin up the bird (get the chicken, baby)
Word, whoever heard of a party bein ready without a money makin pot of spaghetti (ha ha ha)
Yeah, what u laughin at?
Im sellin liquor plus some plates at $7 a crack
Huh, and thats profitable
And 4 a sucker like u, thats a mouthful
Hmph, u better call the law cuz we gettin extreme
Pick it up p
Call the law (call the law), were gettin busy yall (were gettin busy yall) {x4}
(ho, ho, ho, ho!) (alright) {repeat}
Alright
Yeah
(man, I dont know what the hell yall sellin)
(fellas, yo, what u doin now? ) (what u doin tone? )
Boy, I aint turning down nothing, this is my place
U know what Im sayin?
Homeboy
Back 2 the scene, the basements packed
Buddy at the front door breakin backs
Thats security ensuring thee
The best possible time 4 u and me, yeah
The partys jumpin (ho, ho, ho)
Everybodys bumpin 2 rock creek park when (ho, ho, ho)
Bo and his girl got silly (whatd she do? )
Jumped up on my chandelier and got busy, yeah
He had 2 snatch the ho (what? )
We got geo in the background screamin, here we go, here we go!
Yeah, the tempos upbeat
Hollywood swingin at the end of the bar
He began singin, if I didnt care...
Yeah, u better call the law (call the law)
Were gettin busy yall (were gettin busy yall)
(ho, ho, ho, ho, here we go, here we go!) (alright) {repeat}
Yeah, thats alright
Give it 2 me, come on
Yeah, mm hmm, alright
Mmm hmm, yeah
Kick it p (u better call the law)
Im outta here, yeah
Peace
Alright, alright
Call, call the law, alright
song performed by by Prince
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Yeah Yeah Yeah
You can be my slave
And I'll be a stranger
We could be in passion
We could be in danger
Take you off the street
Put you under my wings, yeah
You could pull my leg or anything
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah
You could be the devil
You could be the saviour
Well, I really can't tell
By the way of your behavior
I'll take you off the boat
Put you under my wings, yeah
You could pull my leg or anything
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh yeah
I don't know what you're playin'
Don't even know what you're sayin'
You gotta leave me alone
I'm gonna go on home
Ah, the things are gettin' tougher
Yeah, the things are gettin' rougher
This is Alice speakin'
Suffer
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You could be the devil
You could be the saviour
Well, I really can't tell
By the way of your behavior
Take you off the street
Put you under my wings, yeah
You could pull my leg or anything
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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The Power
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
I've got the power, uh
I've got the power
I've got the power, wa-wa-what-what, uh
I've got the power, woah-oh-oh
Like the crack of the whip I attack
Front to back in this thing called rap
Dig it like a shovel rhyme devil
On a heavenly level
Bang the bass, turn up the treble
Radical mind day and night all the time
Seven to fourteen wise divine
Maniac brainiac winning the game
I'm the lyrical Jesse James
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, what you got?
I've got the power, yeah
I've got the power, say it loud
I've got the power, uh, say what
I've got the power, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Quality, I possess some say I'm fresh
When my voice goes through the mesh
Of the microphone that I am holdin'
Copywritten lyrics so they can't be stolen
If they are, H-Blockx
Don't need the police to try to save them
Your voice will sink so please, stay off my back
Or I will attack and you don't want that
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, what you got, what you got, what you got?
I've got the power, come on
I've got the power, wa-wa-what, what you got?
I've got the power, get up
I've got the power, and you know that's right, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
It's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' kinda heavy
It's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' kinda heavy
It's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' kinda heavy
It's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' kinda heavy
It's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin'
It's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' kinda heavy
It's gettin' it's gettin' it's gettin' it's
song performed by by H-BlockX
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Penitentiary Blues
Here's my philosophy
Livin' in a penitentiary
Brothers all on the corner
Tryin' to make believe
Turn around ain't got no pot to pee
Make me mad when I see ya sad
Can't stand to see ya hustle doin bad
But you can't win when your will is weak
When you're knocked on the ground
Evil, don't you test me
Evil, you won't win
Oh why world
Why world
Do want me to be so mad yeah
So mad yeah
Oh why world
Why world
Do you want me to be so mad yeah
So mad yeah
I'm tellin' you the truth
I hope I'm not being too cruel
Since you ain't playing by the rules
I'm 'bout to kick you off your stool
Evil, don't you test me
Evil, you won't win
Oh why world
Why world
Do want me to be so mad yeah
So mad yeah
Oh why world
Why world
Do you want me to be so mad yeah
Say why
I am a warrior princess
I have come from the other sun
Gather all of your members
Unite them as one
Move together in harmony
Build a bridge
Now destroy a bridge
Eliminate your weakness
Conquer evil, the demon
And live forever together
Oh why can't we get along and
Take all the funky tones
And make up a funky song
That be bangin on and on
Make me mad when I see ya sad
With the same look ya momma had
But ya can't win when your will is weak
But ya get out ya seat
Oh why Why Why world
Do you want me to be so mad
So mad yeah
Why in the world
Why world do you want me to be so mad yeah
So mad yeah
Why in the world
Why world do you want me to be so mad yeah
So mad yeah
Why in the world
Why world do you want me to be so mad yeah
So mad yeah
Why make me, make me, make me, make me, make me so mad
Why yeah, why yeah, why yeah
Why yeah...
[ad-libs fade out]
song performed by by Erykah Badu
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It's Kickin' In
It's kickin' in, yeah! It's kickin' in, yeah!
It's kickin' in, yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Shocked awake in the middle of the day
In a fight over shadows of the night
And you wonder why the talk is so bold
When it's boring and the story's so old
Panic call to her best friend on the phone
Won't sit down but she just can't sit alone
Hard to justify a party band
To somebody with no party plans
Stop to appreciate it
Let's hear the boyfriends say it
It's kickin' in, yeah! It's kickin' in, yeah!
It's kickin' in, yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Going good up until we shut 'em down
Bum a ride to the other side of town
In a restaurant with so much class
If we'd stop laughing we could almost pass
The disaffected waitress
In some fake foreign accent:
(fake words)
song performed by by They Might Be Giants
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My Tree
Don't pick my apples
Don't pick my peaches
Leave my tree alone
This is not my money
This is not my car
This is not my world 2
What labels me a star?
CHORUS:
This is my tree, my tree
And I ain't never gonna let U climb me
This is my tree, my tree
And I ain't never gonna let U climb me
Can't a man have secrets?
Can't a man have love?
Can't a man have an attitude?
Or is it all or none?
I don't know what U want
CHORUS
Watch me dance
This is not my woman
This is not her race
Color shouldn't matter
If your soul is in the right place, right place, ooh
CHORUS
Yo, Robin Power's on the mic now
Pumpin' a steady jam, but this ain't a battle
N.P.G. is in the house 2 rattle your brain 2 the new idea
Love's the only drug we're doin' here
Love's the only drug we're doin' here
We doin' it hard! (Hard!)
N.P.G. is in the house and we're just gettin' started (In the house, yeah)
And on the way, I'll preview all the days 2 come (Mm-hmm)
We got a big bad drummer who got computers on the run, oh yes it is
Got computers on the run
N.P.G. in the house (N.P.G. in the house)
N.P.G. in the house (N.P.G. in the house)
Yeah
If U're lookin' 4 [it then]
Look in your own backyard
Plant some peace flowers in your war zone
So I can fire my bodyguards
This is my tree (CHORUS {x5})
No, U ain't climbin' me
I ain't never gonna let cha climb my tree
That's right
Funky, funky, but we got 2 slow this down
Yo, Robin Power's on the mic now
And I'm comin' from a positive place
Uptown James, let's get ready 2 turn this papa out
Yo boy, turn this mic up
I want them 2 hear what I got 2 say
Testing, 1 2, testing, 1 2
It ain't loud enough baby, turn it up
Prince? Prince?
Yo, I don't think U heard me
U got 2 slow this down
Did U hear me? (This is.. this is..)
Yo, yo, slow it down (This is.. this is..)
(This is.. this is my tree)
Yeah
song performed by by Prince
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Penitentiary Philosophy
Here's my philosophy
Livin in a penitentiary
Brothers all on the corner
Tryin to make believe
Turn around aint got no pot to pee make me
Mad when I see ya sad
Can't stand to see ya hussle doin bad
But you can't win when your will is weak
When you're knocked on the ground
Evil
Don't you test me
Evil
You won't win
Oh why
World
Why world
Do want me to be so mad yeah
So mad yeah
Oh Why World
Why world
Do you want me to be so mad yeah
So mad yeah
I'm tellin' you the truth I hope I'm not being too cruel
Since you ain't playing by the rules
We're bout to kick you off your stool
Evil
Don't you test me
Evil
You won't win
Oh why
Why
Why world
Do you want me to be so mad yeah
So mad yeah
Why in the world World
Why world
Do you want me be so mad yeah
Say why
I am a warrior princess
I have come from the other sun
Gather all of your members
Unite them as one
Move together in harmony
Build a bridge
Now destroy a bridge
Eliminate your weakness
Conquer evil, the demon
And live Forever Together
Why can't we get along and
Take all the funky tones
And make up a funky song
That be bangin on and on
Make me
Mad when I see ya sad
With the same look ya momma had
But ya can't win when your will is weak
But ya get out ya seat
Oh why
Why
Why world Do you want me to be so mad
So mad yeah
Why in the world
World
Why world do you want me to be so mad yeah
So mad yeah
song performed by by Erykah Badu
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Now
Now!
(freaks on the floor) {repeats in bg during chorus)
1 2, 1 2
Light up another one dude
Chorus:
Now! (1 2 3 4, come on, come on, freaks on the floor)
(go go yeah) (now) (go go yeah)
Now! (1 2 3 4, come on, come on, freaks on the floor)
(go go yeah) (now) (go go yeah)
1 2, 1 2, 94
Im on the set, freaks on the floor
Dont worry about my name, its 2 long 2 remember
I could tell u now but wed be here til next september
3, it be like that, see?
This aint about the trippers trippin like they know they be
This aint about this, that, what, where, or how
This about the freaks doing everything they wanna do now!
Chorus {x2}
What u wantin 2 say? (get funky)
What u wanna play? (get funky)
3 4, 3 4, 99
She the new hero cuz shes so divine
Unaffected by the system, shed rather die
Than write a rap 4 some big booty heifer gettin by
On that booty, instead of doin duty
Aspire 2 be higher, I admire so I fire
Cuz its flyer 2 be hungry than phat
Take it from this sista, yall take it from that
Its flyer 2 be hungry than phat
The ride up front is better when uve been in the back
Thats a fact
This aint about this yall, it aint about that
This aint about the booty movin pumpin the max
This aint about this, that, what, where, or how
This about the freaks doing everything they wanna do now!
Chorus {x2}
What u gonna say? (get funky)
Now u wanna play? (get funky)
40, 45, snakes alive
Say one thing, do another, its time
We chill on that
Nah, I dont need a gat
Id rather see yourself checkin ass up 2 bat 4 another swing
Anybody can sing
Theres more 2 genius than the word my sister anything I would bring
Or would u rather dine alone?
If u change your mind, u can reach me on your video phone
Its a dime, as in dollars and thats my 2 bloody cents
This aint about this, that, what, where, or how
This about the freaks doing everything they wanna do now!
Chorus {x2}
What u come 2 say? (get funky {x2})
Come on, now how u wanna play? (get funky {x2})
Band!
(now)
67, 67
Freaks dance like they in heaven
Dj dont stop the music, dj dont stop the music
Fill us with de dope track, lick us, twist us, roll us in your mouth
Light us up and take a hit, light us up and take a hit
Mmm, suck us til were dry
And when were lookin like a roach, hit the lights
Before u say goodnight though
Lets make a toast yo
This aint about this, that, what, where, or how
This about the freaks doing everything they wanna do now!
Now! {x7}
(chorus) (get funky {x4})
(freaks on the floor) (now) {x3}
(get funky) {x3}
(now)
Now!
song performed by by Prince
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Do Your Dance
{b-side of cream}
Do your dance, why should u wait any longer? (let me push up on it)
Take a chance, it could only make you stronger (Im gonna push up on it)
(heh, heh, heh)
Do your dance (its time to do your dance)
(its time to do your dance)
(come on, come on)
La-la-la-la-la (come on, come on, move something)
La-la-la-la (move something)
(come on, come on, move something)
La-la-la-la-la (come on, move something)
La-la-la-la (come on, come on, move something, yeah)
Do your dance, (yeah)
Why should u wait any longer? (why you wanna wait? )
[u wanna babe, u wanna babe]
U wanna dance with me
Do your dance (dance, dance, dance)
U wanna dance with me (oh yeah) (lets dance)
Doobie, doobie, doobie
Do your dance (do your dance) (its time to do your dance)
(u know what Im saying, its time, yall)
(its time to do your dance)
Ooh baby, baby (its time to do that dance. oh yeah, thats it)
Ooh baby, baby (it aint that hard cmon now)
Ohh baby, come on lets dance
Ooh baby, baby
Ooh baby, baby
Ohh baby, come on lets dance
(oh yeah) get on up
Do your dance
(sweet thing) (shake it, shake it baby)
Do your dance (sweet thing)
(its time to do your dance) (sweet thing)
Everybodys got somethin that they know how to do (everybody)
If you wanna do it baby, Ill do it with you (come on)
Come on do, uh, (here we go)
Come on do, uh, (here we go)
Do your dance
Come on
Do your dance (its time to do your dance)
Do your dance (its time to do your dance)
Come on, now
Do your dance (its time to do your dance)
Do your dance (its time to do your dance)
Come on, now
(get on the floor and slam)
Listen 2 the drummer (get on the floor and slam)
Listen 2 the drummer, now (get on the floor and slam)
Listen 2 the drummer (get on the floor and slam)
Listen 2 the drummer, now
Listen 2 the bass, now
Play it funky 4 u, now
Listen 2 the guitar (go levi!)
Play it funky 4 u, now (aint nobody funky like me)
Tommy barbarella
Ch-ch-choppin on the purpleaxxe (tommy, tommy, tommy)
R to the o-s-i-e
Rosie, do me funky
Dance, dance, everybody do your dance (we gotta get funky now)
Dance, dance, everybody do your dance (we gotta get funky now)
Dance, dance, everybody do your dance
Dance, dance, everybody do your dance
Dance, dance
Dance, dance (gotta do your dance)
Dance, dance (do your dance, now)
Dance, dance, everybody do your dance
Dance, dance, everybody do your dance (do your dance)
Dance, dance, everybody do your dance (gotta get funky, now, oh yeah)
Gotta get funky, now, oh yeah
Do your dance, dance, oh yeah
Do your dance, dance, oh yeah
Can u wait any longer, oh yeah
Do your dance, oh yeah
Itll make you stronger now, oh yeah
Do your dance, oh yeah
Do your dance (hurt me, hurt me)
Do your dance (hurt me, hurt me)
{repeated 12 more times, along with cmon new power}
(sing to the rhythm)
(reminds me of the days, in the funky days, in the bay area, mon) (ahh yeah)
(it was a party to the morning light-a)
Funky fresh for the 90s
Oh yeah!
Funky fresh for the 90s
Uhyeah!
Funky fresh for the 90s
Ho!
Funky fresh for the 90s
Come on!
Funky fresh for the 90s
Come on!
Funky fresh for the 90s
song performed by by Prince
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Trouble
I got a letter in the mail sayin' I'm gonna go to jail
Someone's got an axe
Lookin' it out for me
Well I was feelin' pretty nice didn't have to think twice
Finders keepers baby, keep it away from me
You got nothin' that I need
Stay away from me
I'll quicken your pace to heaven
You try to give me your lot
Well I hope you rot
Gonna tell the devil about you
You're gettin' me in trouble
You're gettin' me in trou...
Gettin' me in trouble
Every day and night
I'm alright
Well I'm a high speed king I never think about a thing
All I can do is moan
Everybody takes a turn from the trash I have learned
But why the hard way for me, I don't know
I'm gonna get you back
Stab you in the fat
I'll make you wish you never met me
I gonna make you sing the blues
You're gonna lose
Show you what you got yourself into
You're gettin' me in trouble
You're Gettin' me in trouble
Gettin' me in trouble
Every day and night
I'm all...
You try to put the weight of the world
On top of my shoulders
You got to know that you're a little girl
Who wants to feel older, feel older (watch out)
Trouble, yeah
Trouble, yeah yeah
I'm in trouble baby (oh yeah)
You're gettin' me in trouble
Gettin' me in trouble
Gettin' me in trouble
Every day and night
I'm in trouble, trouble, trouble (alright)
I'm in trouble, trouble, trouble
Trouble, trouble, trouble
Trouble, trouble, trouble
song performed by by Quiet Riot
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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
song performed by by LL Cool J
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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
song performed by by LL Cool J
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Housequake
Shut up already, damn!
Tell me who in this house know about the quake?
(we do)
I mean really, really
If you know how 2 rock say yeah (yeah)
If u know how 2 party say oh yeah (oh yeah)
But if u aint hip 2 the rare house quake:
Shut up already, damn!
Housequake
Everybody jump up and down
Housequake
Theres a brand new groove going round (housequake)
In your funky town (housequake)
And the kick drum is the fault
You gotta rock this mother, say (housequake)
We gotta rock this mother, say (housequake)
Were gonna show u what 2 do
U put your foot down on the 2
U jump up on the one
Now youre having fun
Youre doing the housequake
Yeah
Question:
Does anybody know about the quake? (yeah!)
Bullshit!
U cant get off until u make the house shake
Now everybody clap your hands
Come on
Lets jam yall
Lets jam
Dont wait 4 your neighbor
Green eggs and ham
Doin the housequake
Theres a brand new groove goin round
In your city, in your town: housequake
And the kick drum is the fault
Housequake, (housequake), housequake
U gotta rock this mother
(u gotta rock this mother)
Housequake, housequake
U gotta rock this mother down
Come on
Housequake, housequake
Now that u got it, lets do the twist
A little bit harder than they did in 66
A little bit faster than they did in 67
Twist little sister and go 2 heaven
Come on yall, we got 2 jam
Before the police come
A groove this funky is on the run
Hey yeah!
Shake your body til your neighbors stare at cha!
Quake, quake, quake, quake, quake, quake
Housequake
Everybody, everybody jump up and down
Housequake
Theres a brand new (groove) groove thats going round
Housequake
In this city, in this funky town
Housequake
And the saxophone is the fault
Check it out
If u cant rock steady
Shut up already, damn, u got 2 get off!
U know what Im talking about?
On the one yall say, housequake
Top of your body, let me hear u shout
Say, housequake
My lord, (housequake)
My lord, (housequake)
Bullshit
Louder, say it (housequake)
Shock-a-lock-a boom!
What was that? after shock!
Everybody, everybody
U gotta rock, u gotta rock
Come on
Were gonna shake, were gonna quake
Cuz we got the baddest groove that we could a make
We on then 2, yall
The drummers gonna tap
We gonna see if we can rock this mother 2 the max
And thats a fact
Housequake
Come on say it (housequake) (come on)
U cant follow it
We got the baddest jam in the land
Everybody shut up, listen 2 the band
Housequake
Shut up already, damn
song performed by by Prince
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Have You Heard ?
Have you heard bout jo tir math,
Yeah yeah yeah?
Well, then you could not be lost,
Yeah yeah yeah.
Which way are you comin from,
Goin up or gettin down?
Well, have you thought about it some
Or have you put it down?
Have you heard about heaven,
Yeah yeah yeah?
Seven come eleven,
Yeah yeah yeah.
Have you heard, dear brother,
Yeah yeah yeah?
Well, lets help one another,
Yeah yeah yeah.
Have you heard, oh yeh?
Have you heard, oh yeh?
Have you heard, oh yeh?
Have you heard, oh yeh?
Have you heard, oh yeh?
Have you heard, oh yeh?
Have you heard, oh yeh?
(repeat & fade)
song performed by by ZZ Top
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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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My Baby Loves Me
BY SYLVIA MOY, WILLIAM STEVENSON AND IVY HUNTER
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My baby loves me, oh yeah
And my baby needs me, oh yeah
No other girl can whisper sweet things in my ear
My sweetie pie has the only sweet voice I hear so clear
Sayin' that she needs me
(You know she really, really needs me)
Oh yeah, yeah (Oh yeah)
My baby loves me
(You know she really, really loves me)
Oh yeah, yeah (Oh yeah)
I can't seem to see no other beautiful face, oh no
There's just no cute substitute can take my baby's place
'Cause I know she needs me
(You know she really, really needs me)
Woh, woh, yeah, yeah (Oh yeah)
Now I will never, ever give my baby no trouble
Whenever she calls me I come runnin' on the turbo
'Cause I know she needs me
(You know she really, really needs me)
Oh yeah, yeah (Oh yeah)
My baby needs me
(You know she really, really needs me)
Oh yeah, yeah (Oh yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Now nobody can't tell me the place that I'm going wrong, oh no
Nobody could ever embrace the love so strong, so strong
'Cause I know she needs me
(You know she really, really needs me)
She told me that she needs me (oh yeah)
My baby loves me
(You know she really, really loves me)
Oh yeah, yeah (Oh yeah, yeah)
My baby loves me
song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah,yeah
I love you baby since we were at school
I didnt show it I was a fool
You were burning I was cold as ice
And baby now I realize
Oh yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Wooo-oooh-oooh-oooh
Wooo-oooh-oooh-oooh
I gave you misery I gave you lies
I never hurt you, apologize
I love your lips I love your eyes
I love your breasts I love your thighs
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Wooo-oooh-oooh-oooh
Wooo-oooh-oooh-oooh
Wooo-oooh-oooh-oooh
Wooo-oooh-oooh-oooh
Now all I can do is hope and pray
That youll forgive me before its too late
Theres only one thing I can say to you
You know I love you you know its true
Oh yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Wooo-oooh-oooh-oooh
Wooo-oooh-oooh-oooh
Wooo-oooh-oooh-oooh
Wooo-oooh-oooh-oooh
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
song performed by by Pogues
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Funktion
Written by jay kay and toby smith
What are we gonna do tonight?
We should go to a funktion
You know I love it
Come on and let me get through
I need to put in on you
You got me hooked up, baby
You know its breakin my mind
I want your body all the time
Delicious - she drives me crazy
The perfume that you wear
Seems to hang in the air
Its boogalicious
And while that djs bustin grooves
Ive been makin all the moves to taste your kisses
You know, honey ...
Were going to a funktion - yeah, yeah, yeah
(yeah, party people, get down)
Were going to a funktion - yeah, yeah, yeah
Were going to a funktion - yeah, yeah, yeah
(come on - like dat)
Were going to a funktion - yeah, yeah, yeah
You know were going to a party
It dont take much to start me
Im a f-f-freakin
Some people get their kicks
When their shirts begin to stick
In a sweatdown (I got to get down)
Why dont you come on with me, lady?
I dont want to hear your maybes
I wanna get sexual
Girl, you got the body of a goddess
And I want you at your hottest
Oooh, you wanna be my queen? (lets hit the scene)
Come on to the funktion - yeah, yeah, yeah
Were going to a funktion - yeah, yeah, yeah
Were going to a funktion - yeah, yeah, yeah
(now come on and drop it for me - like diz!!)
Were gonna paint the town red
And then Im takin you to bed
To spend the nighttime
And now that rhythm is complete
You got the world at your feet
Youre outtasight!!
You dont have to be suggestive
I just want to get connected
At the party, party
Why dont you groove down with me?
And join my funky family
Oooh, you know
Were going to a funktion - yeah, yeah, yeah
Were going to a funktion - yeah, yeah, yeah
Were going to a funktion - yeah, yeah, yeah
Im going to a funktion - yeah, yeah, yeah
Now put your zoot suit on
Because weve got to move along
And were gonna go dancing
These are disco nights
And the moon is right
For romancing
You know youre gonna dig it
But you just cant help to swing it
To the music
Now all the girls grab a guy
And the guys grab a thigh
So get loose
Were going to a funktion - yeah, yeah, yeah
Get down to the funktion - yeah, yeah, yeah
Ill meet you at the funky junction - yeah, yeah, yeah
Were going to a funktion - yeah, yeah, yeah
Now let me hear my man drop it, ah this time, ah just
Now bring it on back, come on, just oooh
- funky improvisation -
song performed by by Jamiroquai
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Before And After
Words and music by geddy lee and alex lifeson
Love wont see my comin
On a sunday noon today
Still dont believe were fadin
But now the world should wait
And now youre finally listnin
To what I have to say
Well, the time is right
And it is today
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Maybe we could talk about it
And try to get it straight
After all these years, baby,
Maybe its too late
But I really need to
Have you by my side
And thats the only feelin
Baby, I cant hide
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Well you arent listnin
I aint talkin
We aint gettin nowhere
I keep tryin to get
Through to you baby
All you do is stare
I dont wanna see that
I need you by my side
Well, I dont want to be your lover
Babe, I wanna be your man
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Well, now my storys over, baby
And I aint gonna tell it twice
Well, you better start listnin
Or get out of my life
Or youre gonna be left out
I said left out in the cold
Yeah, before you get my lovin, babe
Youll be too old
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Well, Im talkin to you baby
Well, I said
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
song performed by by Rush
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Before & After
Words and music by geddy lee and alex lifeson
Love wont see my comin
On a sunday noon today
Still dont believe were fadin
But now the world should wait
And now youre finally listnin
To what I have to say
Well, the time is right
And it is today
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Maybe we could talk about it
And try to get it straight
After all these years, baby,
Maybe its too late
But I really need to
Have you by my side
And thats the only feelin
Baby, I cant hide
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Well you arent listnin
I aint talkin
We aint gettin nowhere
I keep tryin to get
Through to you baby
All you do is stare
I dont wanna see that
I need you by my side
Well, I dont want to be your lover
Babe, I wanna be your man
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Well, now my storys over, baby
And I aint gonna tell it twice
Well, you better start listnin
Or get out of my life
Or youre gonna be left out
I said left out in the cold
Yeah, before you get my lovin, babe
Youll be too old
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Well, Im talkin to you baby
Well, I said
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
song performed by by Rush
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