Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rapper's Delight [110 BPM] , by - Remix Masters. Song from the album Rapper's Delight, in the genre ЭлектроникаRelease date: 04.04.2011
Record label: On-The-Go
 Song information  On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rapper's Delight [110 BPM] , by - Remix Masters. Song from the album Rapper's Delight, in the genre ЭлектроникаRapper's Delight [110 BPM] | 
| 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 | 
| 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 | 
| 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 im 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 im 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 boyfiend you surely can | 
| just let me quit my boyfriend called superman | 
| i said he’s a fairy i do suppoose | 
| 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, im everywhere | 
| just throw 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 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 | 
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