OLD SKOOL RAP LYRICS ON MY MIND - (share, please)

[quoth]

how the fuck can u forget....

Jump Jump by Kris Kross

Jump Jump

You should know, you should know that ahhh

Kris Kross is not having anything today

As we stand there totally krossed out

We commence to make you

Jump Jump

The Mac Dad will make you Jump Jump

The Daddy Mac will make you Jump Jump

Kris Kross will make you Jump Jump

Don't try to compare us to another bad little fad

I'm the Mac and I'm bad give you something that you never had

I'll make ya Jump Jump wiggle and shake your rump

Cause I'll be kicking the flavor that makes you wanna Jump

How high? Real high

Cause I'm just so fly

A young loveable, huggable type of guy

And everything is the back with a little slack

And inside-out is wiggida wiggida wack

I come stompin' with somethi' to keep you jumpin'

R&B abd bullcrap is what I'm dumpin'

And ain't something about Kris Kross we all that

So when they ask to the rocks they believe that

Jump Jump

The Mac Dad will make you Jump Jump

The Daddy Mac will make you Jump Jump

Kris Kross will make you Jump Jump

uh huh uh huh

Jump Jump

The Mac Dad will make you Jump Jump

The Daddy Mac will make you Jump Jump

Kris Kross will make you Jump Jump

I let myself knockin' knockin'

I love it when a girl is play jockin' jockin'

The D-A-double D-Y-M-A-C

Ya you know me

I got you jumpin' an' pumpin' an' movin' all around G

In the mix I make ya take a step back

They try to step to the Mac then they got jacked

To the back you'll be sportin' the gear that's coincidental

And like you knowit so don't be claiming that it's mental

Two lil' kids with a flow you ain't ever heard

And none faking you can understand every word

As you listen to my cool school melody

The Daddy makes you J-U-M-P

Jump Jump

The Mac Dad will make you Jump Jump

The Daddy Mac will make you Jump Jump

Kris Kross will make you Jump Jump

uh huh uh huh

Jump Jump

The Mac Dad will make you Jump Jump

The Daddy Mac will make you Jump Jump

Kris Kross will make you Jump Jump

Now, the formalities of this and that

Is that Kris Kross ain't comin' off wack

And for all ya'll sucks that don't know

Check it out

Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this Go Go

Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this Go Go

Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like this Go Go

Some of them try to rhyme but they can't Go Go

Cause I'm the miggida miggida miggida Mac Daddy

Miggida miggida miggida Mac

Cause I'm the miggida miggida miggida Mac Daddy

I make you wanna

Jump Jump

The Mac Dad will make you Jump Jump

The Daddy Mac will make you Jump Jump

Kris Kross will make you Jump Jump

uh huh uh huh (repeat 3 more times)

Believe dat,

[thehacker]

I said a hip hop the hippie the hippie

to the hip hip hop, a you dont stop

the rock it to the bang bang boogie

say up jumped the boogie

to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat

Now what you hear is not a test

i'm rappin to the beat

and me, the groove, and my friends

are gonna try to move your feet

see i am wonder Mike and i like to say hello

to the black, to the white, the red,

and the brown, the purple and yellow

but first i gotta bang bang the boogie to the boogie

say up jump the boogie to the bang bang boogie

let's rock, you dont stop

rock the riddle that will make your body rock

Well so far youve heard my voice

but i brought two friends along

and next on the Mike is my man Hank

come on, Hank, sing that song

Check it out, i'm the c-a-s-an-the-o-v-a

and the rest is f-l-y

ya see i go by the code of the doctor of the mix

and these reasons i'll tell ya why

ya see i'm six foot one and i'm tons of fun

and i dress to a t

ya see i got more clothes than muhammad ali

and i dress so viciously

i got bodyguards, i got two big cars

that definitely aint the wack

i got a lincoln continental and a sunroof cadillac

so after school, i take a dip in the pool

which really is on the wall

i got a color tv so i can see

the knicks play basketball

hear me talkin bout checkbooks, credit cards

more money than a sucker could ever spend

but i wouldnt give a sucker or a bum from the rucker

not a dime til i made it again

everybody go hotel motel

whatcha gonna do today (say what)

ya say im gonna get a fly girl

gonna get some spankin

drive off in a def oj

everybody go, hotel motel holiday inn

say if your girl starts actin up,

then you take her friend

master gee, am I mellow

its on you so what you gonna do

Well it's on n on n on on n on

the beat dont stop until the break of dawn

i said m-a-s, t-e-r, a g with a double e

i said i go by the unforgettable name

of the man they call the master gee

well, my name is known all over the world

by all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls

i'm goin down in history

as the baddest rapper there could ever be

now i'm feelin the highs and ya feelin the lows

the beat starts gettin into your toes

ya start poppin ya fingers

and stompin your feet

and movin your body

while youre sittin in your seat

and the damn ya start doin the freak

i said damn, right outta your seat

then ya throw your hands high in the air

ya rockin to the rhythm, shake your derriere

ya rockin to the beat without a care

with the sureshot m.c.s for the affair

now, im not as tall as the rest of the gang

but i rap to the beat just the same

i dot a little face and a pair of brown eyes

all i'm here to do ladies is hypnotize

singin on n n on n on n on

the beat dont stop until the break of dawn

singin on n n on n on on n on

like a hot buttered a pop

da pop da pop dibbie dibbie

pop da pop pop ya dont dare stop

come alive yall gimme what ya got

i guess by now you can take a hunch

and find that i am the baby of the bunch

'but that's okay i still keep in stride

cause all i'm here to do is just wiggle your behind

singin on n n on n on n on

the beat dont stop until the break of dawn

singin on n n on n on on n on

rock rock yall throw it on the floor

im gonna freak ya here im gonna feak ya there

im gonna move you outta this atmosphere

cause im one of a kind and ill shock your mind

ill put t-t-tickets in your behind

i said 1-2-3-4, come on girls get on the floor

a-come alive, yall a-gimme what ya got

cause im guaranteed to make you rock

i said 1-2-3-4

tell me wonder mike what are you waitin for?

i said a hip hop the hippie to the hippie

the hip hip hop, a you dont stop

the rock it to the bang bang boogie

say up jumped the boogie

to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat

skiddlee beebop a we rock a scoobie doo

and guess what america we love you

cause ya rock and ya roll with so much soul

you could rock till you're a hundred and one years old

i dont mean to brag i dont mean to boast

but we like hot butter on our breakfast toast

rock it up baby bubbah

baby bubbah to the boogie da bang bang da boogie

to the beat beat, its so unique

come on everybody and dance to the beat

I said a hip hop the hippie the hippie

to the hip hip hop, a you dont stop

rock it out baby bubbah to the boogie da bang bang

the boogie to the boogie da beat

I said i cant wait til the end of the week

when i'm rappin to the rhythm of a groovy beat

and attempt to raise your body heat

just blow your mind so that you cant speak

and do a thing but a rock and shuffle your feet

and let it change up to a dance called the freak

and when ya finally do come in to your rhythmic beat

rest a little while so ya dont get weak

i know a man named Hank

he has more rhymes than a serious bank

so come on Hank sing that song

to the rhythm of the boogie da bang bang da bong

Well, im imp the dimp the ladies pimp

the women fight for my delight

but im the grandmaster with the three mcs

that shock the house for the young ladies

and when you come inside, into the front

you do the freak, spank, and do the bump

and when the sucker mcs try to prove a point

we're treacherous trio, we're the serious joint

a from sun to sun and from day to day

i sit down and write a brand new rhyme

because they say that miracles never cease

i've created a devastating masterpiece

i'm gonna rock the Mike til you cant resist

everybody, i say it goes like this

well i was comin home late one dark afternoon

a reporter stopped me for a interview

she said she's heard stories and she's heard fables

that i'm vicious on the Mike and the turntables

this young reporter i did adore

so i rocked a vicious rhyme like i never did before

she said damn fly guy im in love with you

the casanova legend must have been true

i said by the way baby what's your name

said i go by the name of Lois Lane

and you could be my boyfriend you surely can

just let me quit my boyfriend called superman

i said he's a fairy i do suppose

flyin through the air in pantyhose

he may be very sexy or even cute

but he looks like a sucker in a blue and red suit

i said you need a man who's got finesse

and his whole name across his chest

he may be able to fly all through the night

but can he rock a party til the early light?

he cant satisfy you with his little worm

but i can bust you out with my super sperm

i go do it, i go do it, i go do it, do it , do it

an i'm here an i'm there

i'm big bang Hank, i'm everywhere

just thro/w your hands up in the air

and party hardy like you just dont care

let's do it dont stop yall a tick a tock yall you dont stop

go hotel motel what you gonna do today(say what)

im gonna get a fly girl gonna get some spank drive off in a def oj

everybody go hotel motel holiday inn

you say if your girl starts actin up then you take her friend

i say skip, dive, what can i say

i cant fit em all inside my oj

so i just take half and bust them out

i give the rest to master gee so he could shock the house

It was twelve o'clock one friday night

i was rockin to the beat and feelin all right

everybody was dancin on the floor

doin all the things they never did before

and then this fly fly girl with a sexy lean

she came into the bar, she came into the scene

as she traveled deeper inside the room

all the fellas checked out her white sasoons

she came up to the table, looked into my eyes

then she turned around and shook her behind

so i said to myself, its time for me to release

my vicious rhyme i call my masterpiece

and now people in the house this is just for you

a little rap to make you boogaloo

now the group ya hear is called phase two

and let me tell ya somethin we're a helluva crew

once a week we're on the street

just a-cuttin' the jams and making it free

for you to party ya got to have the movies

so we'll get right down and give you the groove

for you to dance you gotta get hype

so we'll get right down for you tonight

now the system's on and the girls are there

ya definitely have a rockin affair

but let me tell ya somethin there's still one fact

that to have a party ya got to have a rap

so when the party's over you're makin it home

and tryin to sleep before the break of dawn

and while ya sleepin ya start to dream

and thinkin how ya danced on the disco scene

my name appears in your mind

yeah, a name you know that was right on time

it was phase two just a doin a do

rockin ya down cause ya know we could

to the rhythm of the beat that makes ya freak

come alive girls get on your feet

to the rhythm of the beat to the beat the beat

to the double beat beat that it makes ya freak

to the rhythm of the beat that says ya go on

on n on into the break of dawn

now i got a man comin on right now

he's guaranteed to throw down

he goes by the name of wonder Mike

come on wonder Mike do what ya like

like a can of beer that's sweeter than honey

like a millionaire that has no money

like a rainy day that is not wet

like a gamblin fiend that does not bet

like dracula with out his fangs

like the boogie to the boogie without the boogie bang

like collard greens that dont taste good

like a tree that's not made out of wood

like goin up and not comin down

is just like the beat without the sound no sound

to the beat beat, ya do the freak

everybody just rock and dance to the beat

have you ever went over a friends house to eat

and the food just aint no good

i mean the macaroni's soggy the peas are mushed

and the chicken tastes like wood

so you try to play it off like you think you can

by sayin that youre full

and then your friend says momma he's just being polite

he aint finished uh uh that's bull

so your heart starts pumpin and you think of a lie

and you say that you already ate

and your friend says man there's plenty of food

so you pile some more on your plate

while the stinky foods steamin your mind starts to dreamin

of the moment that it's time to leave

and then you look at your plate

and your chickens slowly rottin

into something that looks like cheese

oh so you say that's it i got to leave this place

i dont care what these people think

im just sittin here makin myself nauseous

with this ugly food that stinks

so you bust out the door while its still closed

still sick from the food you ate

and then you run to the store for quick relief

from a bottle of kaopectate

and then you call your friend two weeks later

to see how he has been

and he says i understand about the food

baby bubbah but we're still friends

with a hip hop the hippie to the hippie

the hip hip a hop a you dont stop the rockin

to the bang bang boogie

say up jump the boogie

to the rhythm of the boogie the beat

i say hank can ya rock

can ya rock to the rhythm that just dont stop

can ya hip me to the shoobie doo

i said come on make the make the people move

I go to the halls and then ring the bell

because i am the man with the clientele

and if ya ask me why i rock so well

a big bang, i got clientele

and from the time i was only six years old

i never forgot what i was told

it was the best advice that i ever had

it came from my wise dear old dad

he said sit down punk i wanna talk to you

and dont say a word until i'm through

now there's a time to laugh a time to cry

a time to live and a time to die

a time to break and a time to chill

to act civilized or act real ill

but whatever ya do in your lifetime

ya never let a mc steal your rhyme

so from sixty six til this very day

ill always remember what he had to say

so when the sucker mcs try to chump my style

i let them know that i'm versatile

i got style finesse and a little black book

that's filled with rhymes and i know you wanna look

but there's a thing that separates you from me

and that's called originality

because my rhymes are on from what you heard

i didnt even bite and not a god d--m word

and i say a little more later on tonight

so the sucker mc's can bite all night

a tick a tock yall a beat beat yall

a lets rock yall ya dont stop

ya go hotel motel whatcha gonna do today (say what)

ya say im gonna get a fly girl gonna get some spankin

drive off in a def oj

everybody go hotel motel holiday inn

ya say if your girl starts actin up

then you take her friends

a like that yall to the beat yall

beat beat yall ya dont stop

a master gee am I mellow?

its on you so whatcha gonna do

Well like johnny carson on the late show

a like frankie croker in stereo

well like the barkay's singin holy ghost

the sounds to throw down they're played the most

its like my man captain sky

whose name he earned with his super sperm

we rock and we dont stop

get off yall im here to give you whatcha got

to the beat that it makes you freak

and come alive girl get on your feet

a like a perry mason without a case

like farrah fawcett without her face

like the barkays on the mike

like gettin right down for you tonight

like movin your body so ya dont know how

right to the rhythm and throw down

like comin alive to the master gee

the brother who rocks so viciously

i said the age of one my life begun

at the age of two i was doin the do

at the age of three it was you and me

rockin to the sounds of the master gee

at the age of four i was on the floor

givin all the freaks what they bargained for

at the age of five i didnt take no jive

with the master gee its all the way live

at the age of six i was a pickin up sticks

rappin to the beat my stick was fixed

at the age of seven i was rockin in heaven

dontcha know i went off

i got right on down to the beat you see

gettin right on down makin all the girls

just take of their clothes to the beat the beat

to the double beat beat that makes you freak

at the age of eight i was really great

cause every night you see i had a date

at the age of nine i was right on time

cause every night i had a party rhyme

goin on n n on n on on n on

the beat dont stop until the break of dawn

a sayin on n n on n on on n on...

like a hot buttered de pop de pop de pop

a saying on n n on n on on n on

cause i'm a helluva man when i'm on the mike

i am the definate feast delight

cause i'm a helluva man when i'm on the mike

i am the definate feast delight

come to the master gee you see

the brother who rocks so viciously

[quoth]

u have tooooooooooo much free fuckin time hack

[thehacker]

Originally posted by quoth

u have tooooooooooo much free fuckin time hack

nah i just know how to make google werk it, BOI!!

[quoth]

Originally posted by thehacker

nah i just know how to make google werk it, BOI!!

LMFAO!!!!! :laugh:

[thehacker]

HA i knew i wasn't alone...

http://www.pandomag.net/Gretchen/12FunkChunk.htm

[thehacker]

"request line"

rockmaster scott and the dynamic three

dj, please

pick up your phone

i'm on the request line...

** anyone know the rest? **

[thegirl]

There are soo many good ones:

Artist: Special Ed

Song: I Got it Made

I'm your idol, the highest title, numero uno

I'm not a Puerto Rican, but I'm speakin so that you know

and understand I got the gift of speech

and it's a blessin,

so listen to the lesson I preach

I talk sense condensed into the form of a poem

full of knowledge from my toes to the top of my dome

I'm kinda young--but my tongue speaks maturity

I'm not a child, I don't need nothin for security

I get paid when my record is played--to put it short

I got it made

I'm outspoken--

my language is broken into a slang

but it's just a dialect that I select when I hang

I play it cool--cuz coolin is all that I'm about

just foolin wit tha girlies, yes I'm bustin it out

I'm Special Ed and you can tell by the style that I use

I'm creatively superior, yo--I never lose

I never lost cuz I'm the boss

I never will cuz I'm still

the champion, chief one, won't lose until--

I choose

which I won't cuz I don't retreat

I'll run you over like a truck and leave you dead in the street

You're invitin me, a titan to a battle--why?

I don't need your respect cuz I--

got it made

I'm talented, yes I'm gifted

never boosted, never shoplifted

I got the cash, but money ain't nothin

make a million dollars every record that I cut and--

my name is Special Ed and I'm a super-duper star

every other week I get a brand new car

Got twenty, that's plenty yet I still want more

kinda fond of honda scooters--got seventy-four

I got the riches--to fulfill my needs

got land in the sand of the West Indies

even got a little island of my very own--

I gotta frog--a dog with a solid gold bone

An accountant to account the amount I spent

gotta treaty with Tahiti cuz I own a percent

got gear out wear--to everyday

boutiques from France to the U.S.A.

and I make all the money from the rhymes I invent

so it really doesn't matter--how much I spent, because, yo

I make fresh rhymes--daily

you burn me--really?

Think, just blink and I made--a million rhymes

just imagine if you blinked-- a million times

damn I'd be paid--I got it made

I'm kinda spoiled

cuz everything I want I got made

I wanted gear--got everything from cotton to suede

I wanted lead--I didn't beg I just got laid

My hair was growin too long, so I got me a fade

and when my dishes got dirty, I got Cascade

when the weather was hot, I got a spot in the shade

I'm wise because I rise to the top of my grade

wanted peace on Earth, so to God I prayed

Some kids across town thought I was afraid

they couldn't harm me--

I got the army brigade

I'm not a trader

if what you got is greater I'll trade

but maybe later cuz my waiter made potato -n- alligator souflee--

I got it made

[thegirl]

Artist: Leaders of The New School

Song: Sobb Story

Verse 1: Busta Rhymes

remember the days when I was walking and talking

doing what I gotta do, doing what we wanna do

off into my walked dawn missions, why?

cos the brothers that I knew with the rise drove by

only nice in the days looking down the road

seeing beatiful girls with the car load

yeah yeah yeah they are screaming,

wish I had a little ride on my own,

but since I don't there is my sobb story

my missions will continue as I keep on stalking

stamina was dying from the constant walking

right before the moment I began to car to my man Ridle

who had a some moving on

I tought he wouldn't know that's my dying

where are the others nammy you beat and kept driven

now in my heart they do a big hole

cos my little, little, little toes

started jumping on my end soul

it was frigity burn and then I said wait, I got pride

it's time to get my own ride

I came up with the scheme and got paid

I had no other choice but go at knowledge of tray

when I got my transport, I got kind of steam G up

cos I got cherry pet further

now I'm feeling good cos I'm off my feet,

man the little squalid dogs running up in the street

and they saying:

my name is Sharina, my name is Busta

my name is Tonia, my name is Busta

my name is Dianna, my is Busta

and what do you take me for the little loco push over

no shame in my game cos that's how I got this

and when I return the playback everybody gets pist

and now I am the man fielding all the glory

and when you rise down and gone, just remember that

Chorus:

I KNOW YOU AND YOU KNOW ME,

I KNOW YOU AND YOU KNOW ME,

I KNOW YOU AND YOU KNOW ME,

IT'S THE SOBB STORY, THE SOBB STORY

Repeat chorus

Verse 2: Charlie Brown

red like green like 1, 2, 3

here comes the hop along kid Charlie B.

I'm constantly moving with my walkman kicking

my bunnions are crying beaving plicking

please, please, get into the vehicle

I stop at Dave's ave.,

figure out vehicle-brother, to give me a ride

"sorry, Charlie" was a coming reply

I didn't forget about the girl in the sidekick

the rubber don't system in the swallow kid

C drive by with the posse, ooh ah, ooh ah, ooh ah

hey Charlie Brown, where you go?

well I have to purchase to get

smoke from the rubber word up to my neck

girls wear goochie and their friends way fendy

wall ally a walker to get fairly

just a beep beep an ocasional way

the table's turn, now she got play

lunchtime Marty and Deon

Jonhy Guills, Diego Stroy, and Dacon

sitting and waiting for about to biggy these

I stack by the Crackerjacks just through delieve

stress it's a mess I decided to work

but it's hard to work when your boss is a jerk

I sweat floors and drive to get mine

my amigos with Dinco D, Milo and Busta Rhymes

wreck top kickbox galooine Brown who's the clown

remember the

chorus

repeat

now I remember Rod when he first got his sobb

didn't have a job and his car was a mob more brothers

he never knew from jack and when his car win flact

they wouldn't inject

and when his car was in the shop they wouldn't stop buy

they've say "hi" on the reply but back came Rob

to the same old game

"hee-hee yo, what's up to y'all, wanna hang?"

"yeah sure" they said on the quick fast

"by the way anybody got money for gass?"

"nah, not me"

"I don't, don't ask"

"I got it, come on"

"watch out, we gonna crash!"

roll away now Rob just walking like me

the D to the O and the middle INC

ans some say MV I say all empty

and now he just walking my sobb story

Chorus

repeat

[thegirl]

Artist: Pete Rock and CL Smooth

Album: Mecca and the Soul Brother

Song: They Reminisce Over You (T.R.O.Y)

Intro:

(I reminisce, I reminisce) x3

I reminisce, I reminisce

Uh! (I reminisce, I reminisce)

Yeah (I reminisce, I reminisce)

(I reminisce, I reminisce)

(I reminisce, I reminisce)

Verse One:

[CL]

I reminisce for a spell, or shall I say think back

22 years ago to keep it on track

The birth of a child on the 8th of October

A toast but my granddaddy came sober

Countin all the fingers and the toes

Now I suppose, you hope the little black boy grows, huh

18 years younger than my mama

But I really got beatings cause the girl loved drama

In single parenthood there I stood

By the time she was 21, had another one

This one's a girl, let's name her Pam

Same father as the first but you don't give a damn

Irresponsible, plain not thinking

Papa said chill but the brother keep winking

Still he won't down you or tear out your hide

On your side while the baby maker slide

But mama got wise to the game

The youngest of five kids, hon here it is

After 10 years without no spouse

Momma's gettin married in the house

Listen, positive over negative for the women and master

Mother Queen's risin a chapter

Deja vu, tell you what I'm gonna do

When they reminisce over you, my God

[Pete Rock]

My God

It's so...

Yeah, so lovely

That's how we like to do it in the 90's

Pete Rock & CL Smooth comin' atcha...

Verse Two:

[CL]

When I date back I recall a man off the family tree

My right hand Poppa Doc I see

Took me from a boy to a man so I always had a father

When my biological didn't bother

Taking care of this so who am I to bicker

Not a bad ticker but I'm clocking pop's liver

But you can never say that his life is through

5 kids at 21 believe he got a right too

Here we go while I check the scene

With the Portugese lover at the age of 14

The same age, front page, no fuss

But I bet you all your dough, they live longer than us

Never been senile, that's where you're wrong

But give the man a taste and he's gone

Noddin off, sleep to a jazz tune

I can hear his head banging on the wall in the next room

I get the pillow and hope I don't wake him

For this man do cuss, hear it all in verbatim

Telling me how to raise my boy unless he's taking over

I said pop maybe when you're older

We laughed all night about the hookers at the party

My old man standing yelling good God, almighty

Use your condom, take sips of the brew

When they reminisce over you, for real

[Pete Rock]

For real, baby

Like that

We for real

Comin' atcha...

In '92

Pete Rock & CL Smooth

Yeah, c'mon, hit me!

Verse Three:

[CL]

I reminisce so you never forget this

The days of wayback, so many bear witness the fitness

Take the first letter out of each word in this joint

Listen close as I prove my point

T to the R-uh-O-Y, how did you and I meet?

In front of Big Lou's, fighting in the street

But only you saw what took many time to see

I dedicate this to you for believing in me

Rain or shine, yes in any weather

My grandmom Pam holds the family together

My Uncle Doc's the greatest better yet the latest

If we're talking about a car, Uncle Sterling got the latest

I strive to be live 'cause I got no choice

And run my own business like my Aunt Joyce

So Pete Rock hit me, nuff respect due

When they reminisce over you, listen

[Pete Rock]

Listen, just listen

To the funky song as I rock on

And that's word is bond

I'm not playin

Everybody, just coolin

This song we dedicate

To the one and only

Never be another

he was my brother

Trouble T-Roy

It's like that y'all

And you don't stop

Pete Rock and CL Smooth for '92

And we out, later

[thegirl]

the list goes on and on

here's one more thoughArtist: Nice & Smooth

Album: Ain't a Damn Thing Changed

Song: Hip-Hop Junkies

(Greg Nice)

I gotta funky funky rhyme with a funky style

I gotta funky funky rhyme with a funky funky style

I gotta funky rhyme... wit a funky funky style

I gotta funky rhyme... wit a funky funky style

Pete's rickety rocket was my favorite cartoon

After marriage the honeymoon

I'll be damn gag me with a spoon

Who loves Popeye, Alice the goon

Ladies let your body flow

Send a chill up your spine like an eskimo

Here's a backstage pass to a funky show

Come give me a kiss under the missle toe

Greg Nice, my lifes like a fairy tale

Orca, was a great big whale

I knew a fat girl who broke the scale

You won't tell, I won't tell

Clientele I must excel

Took a little test, I passed then failed

Breaks... HUH, no need to hit'em

Skins, ya got 'em - I wanna get wit 'em!

(Chorus)

Nice & Smooth is funky

Also hip-hop junkies

All we wanna do...

Is Unh Unh and you...

Nice & Smooth is funky

Also hip-hop junkies

All we wanna do...

Is Unh Unh, oh yeah

(Smooth

Yo, I gotta funky funky rhyme wit a funky funky style

Funky rhyme wit a funky funky style

Funky funky rhyme wit a funky funky style

I gotta funky rhyme wit a funky funky style

Got outta my about eight

And then I called Greg Nice cause it wasn't too late

To get some skins and come around the block

Cause man, my tip is harder than a rock

He said bet, so I let

Greg Nice call this girl named Annazette

Annazette, the teacher's pet

You sure shes gonna come on this set

He said Smooth B don't you fret

My twive is on his way yo, quite as kept

The tall slim, fly kid with dope steps

Yep, coming with a box of hats

Yo Greg Nice is that girl all that

He said Smooth B the skins is fat

I don't beg cause cause I'm not at begonia

I dress warm so that I won't catch pneumonia

My rhymes are stronger than ammonia

I'm a diamond, you're a cubic zirconia (repeats & fades away)

(Chorus) x5

Nice & Smooth is funky

Also hip-hop junkies

All we wanna do...

Is Unh Unh and you...

[thehacker]

So What'cha Want (Beastie Boys)

Just Plug Me In Just Like I Was Eddie Harris

You're Eating Crazy Cheese Like You'd Think I'm From Paris

You Know I Get Fly You Think I Get High

You Know That I'm Gone And I'm A Tell You All Why

So Tell Me Who Are You Dissing Maybe I'm Missing

The Reason That You're Smiling or Wilding

So Listen In My Head I Just Want To Take 'em Down

Imagination Set Loose And I'm Gonna Shake 'em Down

Let It Flow Like A Mud Slide

When I Get On I Like To Ride And Glide

I've Got Depth Of Perception In My Text Y'all

I Get Props At My Mention 'Cause I Vex Y'All

So What'cha Want

I get So Funny With The Money That You Flaunt

I said Where'd You Get Your Information From Huh?

You Think That You Can Front When Revelation Comes

Yeh, You Can't Front On That

Well They Call Me Mike D The Ever Loving Man

I'm Like Spoonie Gee Well I'm The Metropolitician

You Scream And You Holler About My Chevy Impala

But The Sweat Is Getting Wet Around The Ring Around Your Collar

But Like A Dream I'm Flowing Without No Stopping

Sweeter Than A Cherry Pie With Ready Whip Topping

Goin' From Mic To Mic Kickin' It Wall To Wall

Well I'll Be Calling Out You People Like A Casting Call

Well It's Wack When You're Jacked In The Back Of A Ride

With Your Know With Your Flow When You're Out Getting By

Believe Me What You See Is What You Get

And You See Me I'm Coming Off As You Can Bet

Well I Think I'm Losing My Mind This Time

This Time I'm Losing My Mind

That's Right, Said I Think I'm Losing My Mind This Time

This Time I'm Losing My Mind

Yeh, You Can't Front On That

But Little Do You Know About Something That I Talk About

I'm Tired Of Driving It's Due Time That I Walk About

But In The Meantime, I'm Wise To The Demise

I've Got Eyes In The Back Of My Head So I Realize

Well I'm Dr. Spock I'm Here To Rock Y'All

I Want You Off The Wall If You're Playing The Wall

I said What'cha Want

Y'All Suckers Write Me Checks And Then They Bounce

So I Reach Into My Pocket For The Fresh Amount

See I'm The Long Leaner Vincent The Cleaner

I'm The Illest Motherfucker From Here To Gardena

I'm As Cool As A Cucumber In A Bowl Of Hot Sauce

You've Got The Rhyme And Reason But No Cause

Well If You're Hot To Trot You Think You're Slicker Than Grease

I've Got News For You Crews You'll Be Sucking Like A Leach

You Can't Front On That

So What'cha Want

[pkern]

Artist: Audio Two

Album: What More Can I Say?

Song: Top Billin'

Check it out:

MC am I, people call me Milk

When I'm bustin up a party I feel no guilt

Gizmo's cuttin up for the

Suckers that's down with meeee!!

The One of us, that's how I feel

To be down you must appeal

To the Two, we're rated R

We're gifted, and we're going far

Down the road, to the bank

While I'm here I'd like to thank

Mom and dad, they knew the time

Gizmo's scratching Milk Dee's rhyming

Milk is chillin, Giz is chillin

What more can I say? Top billin

That's what we get, got it good

Since you understood, would you

Stop scheming, and looking hard

I got a great big bodyguard

So step up if you wanna get hurt

Milk Dee's gonna pull the skirt

I get money, money I got

Stunts call me honey if they feel real hot

That's how it is, you can ask Giz

I stole your girl while you were in prison

Jail, for MC assault

You was jealous it's all your fault

Milk is chillin, Giz is chillin

What more can I say? Top billin

That's what we get, got it good

And since you understood, would you

Clap your hands, your hands you clap

If your girl's out of place it's your girl I slap

And if you're dumb, you'll ask why

I am from that Do-or-Die

The Audio Two, the Two's Audio

I got a brother and his name's Gizmo

Milk is chillin, Gizmo's chillin

What more can I say? Top billin

That's what we get, got it good

And since you understood, would you

Bite a rhyme, if you dare

I get the papers so I don't care

My contribution to this jam

Is confusing, because I am

Milk Dee, dated all the way

The super easy mightiest MC, okay?

Yes I'm down, down by law

I get the girlies out on the floor

G is D, down is G

Two the at the top is where he'll be

That is us, call us odd

Girls come in you won't be bored

Milk is chillin, Giz is chillin

What more can I say? Top billin

That's what we get, got it good

And since you understood, would you

Do a dance, dance the Two

If, you can dance it's easy to do

This dance is on and on and on

Dance until your breath is gone!!

[thehacker]

nice one mizz kern.

here's anutha:

from whence the sample "so damn tough" originated:

Charlie Mack (first out the limo)

dj jazzy jeff & the presh prince...

Everywhere we go, downtown or to a show

We have two necessities, Charlie Mack and our limo

He's feared by suckers yet he's loved by kids

Pay attention and let me tell you who Charlie Mack

He is our homeboy from around the block

He's regarded through the city as the hip-hop cop

Height about 6'6", weight about 290

Everywhere I go, Charlie Mack is right behind me

He never laughs, never smiles nor sweats

He doesn't breaks arms or legs, only spines or necks

He once KILLED a man cause he would not let go of his Eggo

Apollo Creed is a SUCKER, Charlie Mack could beat Drago

He could bench about three-hundred pounds

The cops all take a vacation, when Charlie's in town

He's the toughest around, so everywhere that I go, he goes

He's Charlie Mack and he's the first out the limo

I guess you're wonderin why he's the first out

the limo, yo, let me give you this bit of info

so you'll know the things that Charlie can do

and you'll know every single reason why he's down with the crew

The limo picks up about a half past six

With the radio blastin our latest hit

It's me, Jeff, Ready Rock, Omar and J.L.

Charlie Mack is up front as we depart the hotel

First we cause chaos throughout the city streets

Then maybe stop at Burger King for a bite to eat

And if somebody gets stupid while we're in the place

Charlie cancels his order and bites off their face

He's not a troublemaker, in fact, he's a troublebreaker

And if somebody gets dumb, well it'll only take a

second or two, after some fools snaps

Law and order is restored by my hero Charlie Mack

Wheel off into the limo, and head for the jam

Charlie cracks all the knuckles, on both of his hands

And when we pull up to the show, the routine is unrehearsed

It's just natural that we let Charlie hop our first

He clears the crowd without sayin a word

Man, that's the loudest silence I've ever heard

A lot of times guys test him, by tryin to bug

He just, leaves ring imprints, all over their mugs

He's a terminator, a Hercules of sorts

Man to hell with chess, he likes physical sports

You may not have known before but now you know

the reason why Charlie Mack is the first out the limo

We'd like to apologize to all of our fans

but please don't touch us when we're at our jams

Cause Charlie don't like folks around us when we're doin a show

And if he punches you, uh-oh, better get Maaco!

Still you weak rap dudes tempers are hot

just because I've got somethin that YOU AIN'T GOT

If you want to get physical, rowdy or try to bomb me

I won't get excited, I'll just say, "Yo Charlie!"

You shoulda been kind, you shouldn't have snapped

Charlie only hits you once and now you're takin a nap

And when he leaves you decaptitated, crushed in the dust

you'll look up, and see your girl in the limo with us

You may think that's enough boy but I think not

Charlie kick his face again I think you missed a spot

I roll down the limo window and yell, "By the way Eyes

you'll see your girl bucknaked givin Charlie a message"

I'm serious, I'm not jokin, no doubt

You know how many doubters bones have been broken

You may not have known before but now you know

the reason why Charlie Mack is the first out the limo

Charlie Mack.. the first out the limo

He's Charlie Mack.. the first out the limo

In closing, we'd like to say this, to you bustaz

If you're skeptical you'll probably get beat up, plus kid

embarassed and laughed at, by all of your friends

And if you cross Charlie Mack it's the beginning of the end

of life as you know it, you might not die, sir

But if you're not dead, you'll wish you were

But if you still wanna bug out, homeboy let's go

You can bug with Charlie Mack cause he's the first out the limo

He's Charlie Mack

and he's the first out the limo

[highmay]

My man Inf left a Tec and a nine at my crib

Turned himself in, he had to do a bid

A one-to-three, he be home the end of '93

I'm ready to get this paper, G, you with me?

Motherfucking right, my pocket's looking kind of tight

and I'm stressed, yo Biggie let me get the vest

No need for that, just grab the fucking gat

The first pocket that's fat the Tec is to his back

Word is bond, I'm a smoke him yo don't fake no moves (what?)

Treat it like boxing: stick and move, stick and move

Nigga, you ain't got to explain shit

I've been robbin motherfuckers since the slave ships

with the same clip and the same four-five

Two point-blank, a motherfucker's sure to die

That's my word, nigga even try to bogart

have his mother singing "It's so hard..."

Yes, love love you're fucking attitude

because the nigga play pussy that's the nigga that's getting screwed

and bruised up from the pistol whipping

webs on the neck from the necklace stripping

Then I'm dipping up the block and I'm robbing bitches too

up the herring bones and bamboos

I wouldn't give fuck if you're pregnant

Give me the baby rings and a #1 MOM pendant

I'm slamming niggaz like Shaquille, shit is real

When it's time to eat a meal I rob and steal

cause Mom Duke ain't giving me shit

so for the bread and butter I leave niggaz in the gutter

Huh, word to mother, I'm dangerous

Crazier than a bag of fucking Angel Dust

When I bust my gat motherfuckers take dirt naps

I'm all that and a dime sack, where the paper at?

(*sample* "But he's sticking you, and taking all of your money..")

[Chorus 8X]

Gimme the loot, gimme the loot

(*scratching* "I'm a bad, bad, boy..")

[Notorious B.I.G.]

Big up, big up, it's a stick up, stick up

and I'm shooting niggaz quick if you hiccup

Don't let me fill my clip up in your back and head piece

The opposite of peace sending Mom Duke a wreath

You're talking to the robbery expert

Stepping to your wake with your blood on my shirt

Don't be a jerk and get smoked over being resistant

cause when I lick shots the shits is persistent

Huh, goodness gracious the papers

Where the cash at? Where the stash at?

Nigga, pass that before you get your grave dug

from the main thug, .357 slug

And my nigga Biggie got an itchy one grip

One in the chamber, 32 in the clip

Motherfuckers better strip, yeah nigga peel

before you find out how blue steel feel

from the Beretta, putting all the holes in your sweater

The money getter motherfuckers don't have better

Rolex watches and colourful Swatches

I'm digging in pockets, motherfuckers can't stop it

Man, niggaz come through I'm taking high school rings too

Bitches get *strangled* for they earrings and bangles

and when I rock her and drop her I'm taking her door knockers

And if she's resistant "baka! baka! baka!"

So go get your man bitch he can get robbed too

Tell him Biggie took it, what the fuck he gonna do?

I hope apologetic or I'm a have to set it

and if I set it the cocksucker won't forget it

(*sample* "But he's sticking you, and taking all of your money..")

[Chorus 8X]

Gimme the loot, gimme the loot

(*scratching* "I'm a bad, bad, boy..")

[Notorious B.I.G.]

Man, listen all this walking is hurting my feet

But money looks sweet (where at?) in the Isuzu jeep

Man, I throw him in the Beem, you grab the fucking C.R.E.A.M

and if he start to scream "bam! bam!", have a nice dream

Hold up, he got a fucking bitch in the car

Fur coats and diamonds, she thinks she a superstar

Ooh Biggie, let me jack her, I kick her in the back

Hit her with the gat...

Yo chill, Shorty, let me do that

Just get the fucking car keys and cruise up the block

The bitch act shocked, gettin shot on the spot

(Oh shit! The cops!) Be cool, fool

They ain't gonna roll up, all they want is fucking doughnuts

(So why the fuck he keep lookin?) I guess to get his life tooken

I just came home, ain't trying to see Central Booking

Oh shit, now he lookin in my face

You better haul ass cause I ain't with no fucking chase

So lace up your boots, cause I'm about to shoot

A true motherfucker going out for the loot