Yes! in the place right now Harmony and b, ms. melodie Dj jamal-ski, dj parker And of course we are much darker the africanism is in effect So it out, man! And try not to the lyrics Poi!
So come in now the chorus of the day we don't play
Chorus:
It takes 7 dee to control a sound It takes one soundsystem playin loud It takes 7 dee to control a sound But d-nice, you're gonna make the party
it, yo I love to diss whores, I to do tours Makin young ladies just drop their And when drop em, I don't kick em, check it Like the fat boys said, i "brrrrrrrr, em!" that point on, I say we're on for the night But I love it when the girl just call me And if she gets and try to ask for a fee I say, "please hoe, it's all me"
b] It's not the star banner or the red white and blue But the sister from the edutainment crew So you do, is back up if you work for bush Cause all the presidential pushin politicians Gotta get mushed, gimme back my you sucka You beat my father and you raped my mother africa And now you laugh at her I feel like up a razor, and slashin ya up margaret thatcher and unmaskin her To find out a man without a manicure Go to president deklerk askin her And bust some for south africa And if margaret jumps in, I start her For freedom fighter start crashin her And then heather b will get And pull out my two derringer yes, heather b comes classier Cause b, jamal-ski, and krs the trainer Makes up the dope crew called, You'll find the law of balance on the two So out for the fresh edutainer label
Biddi-by-by, by, by-by-by, jamal-ski, ki-ki-kiyah!
[jamal-ski] {best Jump up and be the mic and stick em Come follow me the man me for the mic They call me top Me bigga me badda mad hatta me callin it well and Me nah got no nine millimeter, me not ya uzi But I kill run a leggin on misses Blam! blam! we out and yes you are the don You hold for the mic they call me lyrical champion Me bigga me black, me know if me chat, ya know me and ya Me from genesis unto relevation Me nice and into england, nice it up in Me have armitage, me enough stylee Me whyla, the mic andna, sing to me, andna
Come in de with the nuff stylee And krs-one, now comin in with
Now I'm comin to the dancehall, everybody Follow me me, sister harmony I perk, perk, perk, you up-a You don't no coffee, let me, fill your cup-a Perk, perk, perk, you up-a You don't need no coffee, let me, your cup I'm a, stimulator, Activator, Captivator, Perculator, you up It's harmony, the key That moves with the passionately I ego trippin I do it humbly Cause everybody's bound to hear the of bdp easy, for me you see I the one or the two, I'm the three And three (badda-ba-ba-by-by) the magic numberrr (badda-ba-ba-by-by)
Chorus:
It takes 7 dee jays to control a It one soundsystem playin music loud It takes 7 dee jays to a sound But krs, you're make the party live
Well now it's blastmaster we come in the dance, my lyrics not done Pray to my father yes me are the son Cause you are the guide and my Any sucker mc must run Kyan't test the boogie down man Move ya ras claat, bdp stand 1990 lyrics the microphone Every posse know we in the dance We teach an' Reality, We nah deal with and negativity We come up in the in the ruff stylee In the discipline krs-one is just a Come up in the dance with my man edi ayah On the con-sole we the man d-square Come up in the dance, and him comb him hair-ah Come up in the dance, and me let off a At bush, cause him d my nigga Krs-one, him the come The crew bdp, melo-di-di-de-de
[ms. Comin live and in full effect Ms. m-e-l-o-d-i-e on the mic Well I'm up in your face like the from a blizzard Got my wrap around your throat, like you're on a gizzard If said, well damn, who is it? It's ms. melodie, the real, so get it
[? ] Fatalistic pessimistic, a big The way they blacks, in white society It's rebellion, revolution uprisin Takin no shorts, jah is guidin Government try to manage and rule Dictate, regulate, and the fool why I search, explore, inspect, investigate Drop knowledge, and kill dub plates
Kill dub mi say kill dub plate-ah dub plate-ah mi say kill dub plate-ah Krs-one, boy, come fi straighter Comin up and doin the but not from eighty-eight-ah posse know me come in the dance not later Come in early, posse captivator Krs-one, and enough herb Come up in the dance, and we debate-ah Krs-one, call me krs-one-ah Krs-one, me come to nice up any Krs-one, them call me Krs-one, me come to up any jam Me comin in the dance, the crew called bdp-ah with the set is a harmony-ah Ms. melodie and my man p ah Come in jam and at what a raw stylee
{best gues} Them me permanent, permanent, permanent, permanent Jump up upon me come to run it Me pon the microphone you betta tell your best friend your mudda and tell you fadda And tell your and yuh bruda A they hold fi di mic they call me dj murderahh Me lyrical champion, they call me lyrical champion, they call me lyrical champion, follow me now Lyrical champion, they call me lyrical champion, flash it Oil the mic and ah, me on the jam Jump upon the the mic in ah me hand an' a When me do that, the fi run Some of dem fi cocaine, some of dem sell ganjah But I'm the one msn jamal me sell the culture And me hold pon the microphone, they call me Now, top celebrity, top celebrity, top celebrity Top celebrity, top celebrity, hoo-hah, ha-hah! Top celebrity, top celebrity, top celebrity I'm the one jamal-ski dem from new york What dey me, bdp posse an' a Jamal now can stylee Rewind circulate, never imitate me hold pon the microphone, say me lyrics dem great Test me, and you'll, test your Blam! blam! now can know yes you are the don an' a in now krs-one, an' a
Ma-ma, ma-ma, ma Ma-ma, ma-ma, ma Ma-ma-ma-ma, ma Me a down the sound-ah Melt the sound, come mi say melt down the sound-ah Krs-one, the of the verb and noun ah in the dance and my skin is yes browner Kings, mash up, Queen, rip up, gown ah Every posse know we ah rule every sound Jump up in the dance and run town ah Dj, nuff, Come up in the dance, bucks em right ah If you a prince we'll ya and you drown ah Krs-one ah, up better sound ah Satan in the dance, we a right down ah Down, to the Krs him have the one sound Sound sound sound, sound sound sound Number one what in creation Play yourself it's called masturbation it off, castration Jesus christ get the Three later, resurrection He's comin back, read Close the book, up your gun And fight in the african man, get liberation Wicked man get called the battle of armageddeon Through my is a translation Unto recknoning to Nuff african Dj parker yes you are the don Edutainer teach wisdom
Chorus:
It 7 dee jays to control a sound It takes one soundsystem playin loud It takes 7 dee jays to a sound But scott larock, you're make the party live It
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