Lyrics Lovin' Every Minute Of It (The Cyclone Ride) - Doug E. Fresh, Doug E. Fresh & The Get Fresh Crew

Lovin' Every Minute Of It (The Cyclone Ride)

Good things are given to those who wait
I’m a real strong believer in the power of fate
Like if you do good and the feeling is true
Only real good things come back to you
Now rappers rap, DJ’s DJ
There’s 24 hours in just one day
But in just four minutes of your time
We’re gonna dazzle your mind between the cuts and the rhyme
One DJ will rub it, the other, overdub it
And I just («Lovin' every minute of it»)
And who am I?
(*scratched* «Doug E. Fresh»)
(«I can’t wait») («Let's go»)
I don’t rock for the money, wealth nor health
I just love to keep a good name for myself
Singing prime rhymes on the microphone
With more twists and turns than Coney Island’s Cyclone
MC’s to me are particles
Magazines try to diss us in articles
People want us to stop but we can’t stop
Like I said, The Cyclone, well, here’s the drop
(«Let's go») Moving so slow but yet so fast
And you heard the old saying «save the best for last»
But in this case, without further ado
They’re called +he Get Fresh Crew and we came to the rescue
We are in here loud and clear
After witnessing this, you cannot compare
One DJ will rub it, the other, overdub it
And I’m just («Lovin' every minute of it»)
Somebody say ‘Lovin' every minute of it' («Lovin' every minute of it»)
Now bust it, all MC, DJ’s might be okay
Compared to Chill Will and Barry B, no way
In hell, you can tell, me, capital D-O-U-G E-period, that you’re serious
Give him some Bufferin, I think he’s delirious, right?
(Right)
It’s alright, right (Right)
Doug E. Fresh is gonna make you feel it’s that tight
Doug E. Fresh is gonna rock the house tonight
I’m gonna, I wanna, I’m gonna, turn off the lights
And act like Kentucky Fried and treat you right
(«Everybody dance»)
Somebody say ‘go, go, go, go' (Go, go, go, go)
Somebody say ‘go, go, go, go' (Go, go, go, go)
Somebody say ‘ola, ola, ola' (Ola, ola, ola)
Let me hear you say ‘ola, ola, ola' (Ola, ola, ola)
Now bust it, Chill Will got skills that could amaze and thrill
Any wildstyle DJ and guys are ill
From uptown, downtown or on the hill
If you battle Chill Will (I'll dog your grill)
And you and your crew are gonna walk the mill
So, take a chill and be like Will
And rock a whole party from 9 until
No matter what, even if time stood still
And he never ever paid a Con Ed bill
One DJ will rub it, the other, overdub it
And I’m just («Lovin' every minute of it»)
Now bust it, the real Cut Professor, DJ Barry B
Will leave DJ’s in misery
Singlehandedly make DJ’s see this is not where you would like to be
And call the daily, direct them O-U-T
Of the whole so-called rap industry
Make them kneel on with me, repeat after me
Say ‘Cut Professor, Cut Professor, Cut Professor Barry B'
One DJ will rub it, the other, overdub it
And I’m just («Lovin' every minute of it»)
I told you what The Cyclone does
You were scared (no, I wasn’t)—yes you was
Yes you was, yes you was, yes you was (say what), yes you was
Uh-huh, here we go