Lyrics Respect Due - Freestyle Fellowship

Respect Due

We hope you like our party
And enjoyed the show
Because the Freestyle Fellowship
Is ready to go
And think you should know
That we want you to get on up
And get down on the floor
Respect due
To the old school crew
To the new school crew
And the true school crew
Respect due
To the old school crew
To the new school crew
And the true school crew
Well give me some of that
Bomb bass-line and helluva scratchin'
And tapes are wrappin' and gets on clappin'
But it’s a new day, a new time, a new side
A new ride, a new ride, a new ride, a new ride
Orthodox, wrote the box?
?
seems way more transmissions
That are bad and bizarre
Bizarre world bludgeoning
Ritual lakes undead (hot damn!)
I said a hip-hop, a shoowop-debop
Ying-yang swang I brang back that old bebop
With a hyda-hyda-hoda-hoda hi
I got the memory from baby baba
Kickin' love?
I’m rappin' to the beat
???
worthless I slam (dance!)
Are the Cold Crush, I started peeing my pants out (glance!)
Add a hip-hop deep rooted mega beat beat beat
To the break of big beat, people take your feet off
Keep your pants off, remember to dance off
Or rockin' the ass off (break!)
Shake your pants!
I’m the ??
ingenuity duty booty?
?
the?
type to?
Break beat to scratch to the big beat to pure?
(Padiya! Padiya!)
MC P.E.A.C.E.
is dedicated to move your body-ody
Making your head nodding on and on
And on and on and nod at y’all
Everybody get up tonight
Cause we be rockin' two turntables and a mic
Everybody get up tonight
Cause we be rockin' two turntables and a mic
Everybody get up tonight
Cause we be rockin' two turntables and a mic
Everybody get up tonight
Cause we be rockin' two turntables and a mic
Everybody get up tonight
Cause we be rockin' two turntables and a mic
Everybody get up tonight
Cause we be rockin' two turntables and a mic
Respect due
To the old school crew
To the new school crew
And the true school crew
Respect due
To the old school crew
To the new school crew
And the true school crew
With two turntables and a microphone
And when it’s Aceyalone, I gotta be on
Don’t nobody take a bow?
Saying a rapper?
won’t jock
Just for information, ??
clap your hands
Stomp your feet and ROCK!
With a shell shot, notty dreadlock rock
Festival I kisco?
like Crisco
And undigestible vegetables, pop
Mornin' till the break of dawn and mornin'
In the mornin' yawnin' like ???
smooth talk
Crashing at the beginning, crashing at the end
And if those roots start sectin' up?
The Fellowship’ll check yo chin!
The Fellowship’ll check yo chin!
The Fellowship’ll check yo chin!
And you don’t stop (and you don’t quit)
And you won’t stop (rockin' that dope shit)
It’s like diggity-that, it’s like a diggity-this
Like a diggity-those, like a diggity-them
It’s like a doggada-doom, it’s like a doggada-da
And like a dooba-do-boo