Superrappin'

歌詞

It was a party night, everybody was breakin' The highs were screamin' and the bass was shakin' And it won't be long 'til everybody knowin' that Flash was on the beat box goin' that Flash was on the beat box goin' that Flash was on the beat box goin' And, and, and, and Sha-na-na Italian, Caucasian, Japanese Spanish, Indian, Negro, Vietnamese MC's, disc jockeys To all the fly kids and the young ladies Introducing the crew ya got to see to believe We're one, two, three, four, five MC's I'm Melle Mel and I rock it so well And I'm Mr. Ness because I rocks the best I'm Rahiem in all the ladies' dreams And I'm Cowboy to make ya jump for joy I'm Creole, solid gold The Kidd Creole playing the role Dig this, we're the Furious Five plus Grandmaster Flash Giving you a blast of sho'nuff class So to prove to ya all, we're second to none We're gonna make five MC's sound like one Ya gotta dip dip dive, so-so-socialize Clean out your ears and then open your eyes And then pay at the door as a donation To hear the best sounds in creation He's a disco dream of a mean machine And when it comes to size, ya see what we mean Ya see his name is not found in the hall of fame But he'll shock and amaze and make ya feel shame He takes a lime from a lemon A-from a lemon to a lime He cuts the beat in half the time And as sure is three times two is six You'll say Flash is the king of the quick mix We're five MC's and we're on our own And we're the most well known on the microphone And we throw down hard and we aim to please With finesse to impress all the young ladies We got rhymes galore and that's a fact And the satisfaction guaranteed to cause a heart attack We are the best as you can see So eliminate the possibility That to be an E-M-C-E-E Is not a threat to society Say step by step, stride by stride I know the fly young lady would like to ride In my Mercedes, young ladies My Mercedes, young ladies If my Mercedes break down and dog my grill I will-a drive up in a new Seville If my Seville break down, I'll take it on back I will-a dog my grill in a new Cadillac My Cadillac break down, I'm just too much I will-a shock your mind in a new Star Stutz And if a Stutz break down, I'll make another choice I will-a dog my grill in a new Rolls Royce And if my Royce break down, I'll be out in the rain And then forget it, forget it, forget it, forget it Forget it, huh, take the train Take the train, take the train Can't, won't, don't stop, rockin' to the rhythm 'Cause I, I get down, 'cause I, I get down, 'cause I, I get down Ladies who don't know my name And you fellas who don't know my game Yes, I'm called the prince of soul But others call me The Kidd Creole The MC delight, young ladies bite When I'm on the mic, I rock the house right I'm the dedicated prince, heart of solid gold Rockin' to the rhythm while I'm playing the role A cool calm customer, the master plan It takes a sucker's man to try to jump my hand And the things I do and what I say Affect a lot of people in the strangest way Makes them clap their hands and say "Alright" It's Creole to the broad daylight Mr. Ness, my mellow, what it look like When ya on the mic? Let's a rock y'all, a let's a rock the house Because the Furious Five are gonna turn it out So young ladies, if you think ya heard You heard the best rap, you heard the best word Yes, it's true that we got the fuss Because it can't be the best unless it came from us There's five of us and we take no stuff We coming through the city, we coming through rough We number one ain't nothin' you can do And if you wanna get down, we'll rock you too So free-formin y'all, you don't stop Come on, come on and let me see-a rock rock Cowboy, they say you're from the Bronx So why don't you rock the beat and add a little spunk? Yes yes, y'all, ya don't stop A-come on fly girls, I wanna hit the top I am the C-O-W-B-O-Y Why the man so bad that ya can't deny? You better watch your woman 'cause I'll tell you why 'Cause I'm Cowboy, I might give her a try They call me Keith-Keith the young ladies' relief Know as the man of romance and make you dance Can any of you ladies stand a chance? I'm Cowboy and I'm shockin' the house, you see? Ya say one, two, one more is three A-Melle Mel, come on, now what ya got for me? To the hip hop, a hip hop, a-don't stop A-don't stop that body rock A-just get up out your seat and get ready to clap Because-a Melle Mel is starting to rap And ever since I talked at my very first party I felt I could make myself somebody It was something in my heart from the very start I could see myself at the top of the chart Rapping on the mic, making cold, cold cash With a jockey spinnin' for me called DJ Flash Signing autographs for the the young and old Wearing big time silver and solid gold My name on the radio and in the magazine My picture on the TV screen It's ain't like that yet, but, huh, you'll see I got potential and you will agree I'm coming up and I got a step above the rest 'Cause I'm using that ladder they call success You say a-one, two, three, four, five, six, seven Rap like hell and make it sound like heaven A seven, six, five, four, three, two, one A-come on, Rahiem, come and get some Yes yes y'all, ya don't stop, come on Come on, huh, I wanna hit the top I'm a one of a kind, the man supreme I know I'm in all of the ladies' dreams I'm the R-A-H to the I-E-M I'll put a wiggle in your butt if ya tell me when I'm the son of a gun with the hell of a fire Fly girls that mess around, I'll take ya all higher My clientele climbed a great big boost I'm to give it up and turn it loose, huh All you fly girls that don't know my game Come up and talk to me and we'll tell you all the same When ya wake up in the night in a hell of a dream You know ya been possessed by the voice of Rahiem In all the ladies' dreams And makin' more currency than any MC And the dream will turn to reality And Melle Mel'll be makin' money Mr. Ness, make-makin' money Rahiem, makin' money Cowboy, make-makin' money A-Creole, makin' money DJ Flash, make makin' money Hit it Take the time and you will agree That Black Door got good security So when you walk through the door, just do me a favor Be sure to be on your best behavior Young man, what do you wanna do When the party is through And a young lady wanna go home with you? You search your pocket, ya soon aware That you don't have enough for cab fare Then you say to yourself what a mistake ya made Your heart start pumpin' that ol' Kool-Aid When she walks to you and she starts to say "Call one-double-O, it's down with O.J." And you pave the way Young ladies a-like, young ladies galore Young ladies we do adore From the way they move and the way they smile It makes me admire their grace and style There is not room for disbelief That's the only way that The Kidd Creole can relieve Or rock the house I'm a Scorpio and I will not flow I need ten fly girls before I go Now when the night is done You come and get some Then you meet Mr. Ness and you have some fun 'Til you walk up real soon And you head for my place and when you get in my room You touch my face and then you start to chase And then you grab em' by the waist And then I lay you right back, I'm on a steady pace I'm the only go of the rodeo Ya say I ride in the rain 'til it's time to go I'm the buckaroo of the boogaloo All the young ladies roll when he pass through I got two jazzy ladies in deep, deep check Both ladies in the discotheque I got one in the front and one behind I'm in the middle 'cause they're both mine A-yes, yes, y'all, you don't stop that body rock From the shores of California to the streets of New York Ain't nothing sweeter than ya walk except the way you front You got hair everywhere, skin so fair A dynamic personality, a lot of flair With your flashy clothes and your photogenic pose You're as sharp as a thorn on the stem of a rose So petite and elite you're, huh, too sweet So great I'm amazed that you can't be beat The way you swerve your curves, it really wrecks my nerves You're everything that a man deserves So women of the world, amen to thee Because women like you make men like me Yes, yes, y'all, you don't stop Come on, come on, huh, I wanna hit the top Young ladies out there I won't be surprised If I catch you watchin' or starin' in my eyes Come a little closer and you're sure to find That I'm a hell of a fella and I'm one of a kind If you happen to stare for just about a hour You sweet young thing, you'll be in my power Don't fight the feelin', it's nothin' you could do Except watch your back (Huh), 'cause I'm gonna pursue If you think that you can't contain yourself Well, put all the silly games right up on the shelf Come here, ya sexy figure, tell ya what I'm gonna do I got a hell of a proposition just for you Gonna stick the lovin' to ya, baby, later for a kiss If you pass the chance up, you know you just missed Beyond the shadow of a doubt, or anything you can believe If you so deep in the forest that you can't see the trees Creole, my mellow It's on you so what you gonna do? You say I rock the house, make other MC's run Place a bet with this devil, cheat 'em for a hun' Con any con man with bat or bowl I go by the name of The Kidd Creole I'm the king of finesse, I'm here to rock the rest All the young ladies I wanna impress When I rap on the mic, I guarantee A certain amount of consistency Like Flash we'll cut the record to the bone Creole will rock on the microphone Mr. Ness, my mellow Come and get some 'cause we're number one Don't stop y'all, a-let me see ya rock We gonna rock to the sounds around the clock We gonna move to the beat, but don't you dare stop Come on everybody, stop playin' around Because you got to get up so we can get down Unless you too hot to trot and not ready to rock Come on-on and dance and give me what you got Because you know by now you got to give me something 'Cause after all, you sweeter than honey Get down on your behalf Because you gotta do it do for your calfs A-Cowboy, they say you from the Bronx So won't you rock and add a little spunk? Yes, yes, y'all, you don't stop A-come on girl, let's hit the top Like a .357 pointed towards your head Cowboy just about ready for the bed So pull back the covers and take down your pants 'Cause Cowboy will make you Patty Duke dance A side to side and you pat ya foot Get up out ya seat, then you shake your butt You say one, two, one more is three A-Melle Mel, come on, what you got for me You don't stop that body rock They say a child is born with no state of mind He's blind to the ways of mankind God is smilin' on you, but he's frownin', too Because only God knows what you'll go through You'll grow in the ghetto livin' second-rate Your eyes will sing a song of deep hate The places you play and where you stay A-looks like one great big alleyway You'll admire all the number-book takers Thugs, pimps, and pushers, they're the big money makers Drivin' big cars, spendin' twenties and tens And you wanna grow up to be just like them, huh Smugglers, scramblers, burglars, gamblers Pickpocket, peddlers, even panhandlers You say, "I'm cool," huh, "I'm no fool" But you'll wind up droppin' outta high school Now you're unemployed, all non void Walkin' around like you're Pretty Boy Floyd Turned stick-up kid, and look what you done did Got sent up for an eight year bid Now your manhood is took, you're a Maytag Spend the next two years as a undercover fag Bein' used and abused, served like hell 'Til one day you was found hung dead in a cell It was plain to see that your life was lost You was cold and your body swung back and forth But now your eyes sing the sad, sad, song Of how you lived so fast and died so young Sayin', one, two, three, four, five, six, seven Rap like hell and make it sound like heaven Seven, six, five, four, three, two, one Now come on Raheem, a-come and get some Yes, yes, y'all, you don't stop C'mon, c'mon, c'mon and let me see you rock I'm only five-foot-nine, you think I care? I can pull a girl from anywhere 'Cause I'm bubblin' 'round, just the talk of the town When they talk about me, they don't dare frown 'Cause I'm too hot to trot, to cold to walk, uh To all the fly girls, I'm aimin' to talk To all the fly girls, you got to beware 'Cause Raheim, huh, will be in yo' hair Just come on to the roast and listen to me Because everybody knows Raheem is what it be Melle Mel (Bang), rock the house (Pow) Come on, help me turn it out A-Mr. Ness (Bang), rock the house (House) Come on and help me turn it out Raheem, (Bang), rock the house (House) A-come on, help me turn it out A-Cowboy, (Bang), rock the house (Pow) Come on and help me turn it out Kidd Creole, (Bang), rock the house (Pow) Come on, help me turn it out DJ Flash, (Bang), rock the house (Pow) Come on, help me turn it out Disco B, (Bang), rock the house (Pow) Come on and help me turn it out E-Z Mike, (Bang), rock the house (Pow) Come on, help me turn it out Young ladies (Bang)