Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rock De La Stet, artist - Stetsasonic. Album song On Fire, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.1985
Record label: Tommy Boy
Song language: English
Rock De La Stet |
Well it’s a party night, and it’s time to begin |
Frukwan, Daddy-O, Delite, best friends |
The stage is set, the lights are on |
Stetsasonic M.C.'s wit our music song |
So get a grip ya’ll, ya’ll, ya’ll, ya’ll, y’all |
Bein' ready to rock is our pride and joy |
We’re not the imitation wer’e the real mccoy |
It’s the R-O-D to get intense |
Rappin' and rollin', while makin' a mix |
To ya ladies, I need your involvement |
For the keys I hold, one tough blueprint |
That dictates zone, whenever I’m blown |
You sucka M.C.'s, that’s all she wrote |
The Rhyme-a-rator, til we beauty ache |
Wil the Mellow Frukwan to tell it straight |
Frukwan! |
I get 'quipped when I’m on my microphone |
Somethin' special keeps me rockin' on and on |
And each season, I get a little better |
And when they don’t hear my voice, I get letters |
'cause darken the beats is how I do grips |
Make ya rap roast start a boogie and shake |
I’m the M-S-K, the Double S-A |
Now I bring on Daddy-O, huh, if I may |
If there was a time, that I felt fine |
Then that is the time, I run my rhyme |
'cause at that time my emotions are high |
My adrenaline’s be, not telling a lie |
But if a body penetrated by a spiritual force |
My character seems to stake a sector |
The thoughts in my mind, start to fluctuate |
Til it gets to the point, when I say I’m straight |
And a little on hits, most perfect date |
Will get a dope, if he ever comes my way |
(quitar playing and scratching) |
For a little, why direct ya attention span |
To the man on the wheel, 'cause he’s in command |
Prince P-A-U-L, all you stung |
This D.J.'s for ya at-ten-tion |
(guitar playing and instrumentation) |
New, reknown, let the part without a start |
'cause stay in my machete, is the way of my heart |
Con' sting ya, creator, prospered, innovator |
To get funky fresh, remain top rated |
Being on time be the mastermind |
That’s right, the R-O-D, is you out to death rhyme |
To conquer and prevail, excede without fail |
And never let myself within a jail cell |
For kickin' the mic, can’t I do what I like |
If I wanna please the crowd, let me do it tonight |
And when I’m finished wit the end, I will do it again |
'cause I could rock all night, and I would have to depend |
On the fake m.c.'s, that wanna copy a piece |
Of my best selling rhymes of the century |
And I do wanna say, I won’t be so amazed |
To see a bitin' M.C., quote my rhyme in a phrase |
Nowwww! |
When we came to a party, we don’t mess around |
We immedietly proceed to throw down |
Wit the Rock De La Stet, the alleget, supreme |
As we dose through the place, we gon' let out steam |
And it’ll be like that, to the end of our ring |
And it won’t be soon, by the way it seem |
Frukwan, Delite, Daddy-O, Wise |
Paul, Dreddy and the DBC |
It’s like that ya’ll |
We not the wack ya’ll |
So stay back ya’ll |
We on track ya’ll |
The Stet is troops ya’ll |
The Stet are troops ya’ll |
New and improved ya’ll |
'cause we so new ya’ll |
(Wise beatboxing) |
It’s the Stetsa mix, ya’ll |
Use the Stetsa mix, ya’ll |