Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Showtime, artist - Stetsasonic.
Date of issue: 14.06.1988
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Showtime |
Show for show from stage to state |
We turn over a brand new page |
Loud and clear for you to hear |
So have no fear |
The new and (?) |
Boogy on like you want to |
This is the baddest band that you can find |
And party people in the place |
It’s showtime |
Ladies and gentlemen |
Let’s start the show |
Ladies and gentlemen |
Let’s start the show |
Ladies and gentlemen |
Let’s start the show |
Ladies and gentlemen |
Let’s start the show |
Tonight is the night we’re gonna flex our traits |
And grab a pice of the soul, soul serenade |
We’re into the business, of keeping your interest |
Tonight you will witness on just how we do this |
True to form when the spotlights on |
So keep in step because the jam is def |
We gonna bring the roof down as if its our last breath |
The newest age of (?) |
To make you smile, hey that’s our motto |
So join the square, of the debonaire |
Its clear, the buck stops here |
And its showtime |
Ladies and gentlemen |
Let’s start the show |
Ladies and gentlemen |
Let’s start the show |
Bust it |
When we was in Philly, the jam was packed |
And we was on the bill with five other acts |
But when the lights went down, and we started to rhyme |
The joint got live and read showtime |
And when Wise came out to kick a beat with his mouth |
And when Paul got (?) |
And see them drenched in a frenzy, out of their mind |
We got loose, we started to unwind |
Just then |
Got busty like only Stet can |
Sabataging your house, building up your demand |
Exploiting the Stet, and the sound that’s high potent |
And everybody (?) |
One of many who could counter-react |
Bust the act, that’s right and exact |
Get back |
Its an actual fact, its showtime |
Ladies and gentlemen |
Let’s start the show |
Ladies and gentlemen |
Let’s start the show |
Ladies and gentlemen |
Let’s start the show |
Ladies and gentlemen |
Let’s start the show |
Now come along children as we teach you |
About a sound you’re bound to take heed to |
To a land where bands run free |
Rhymes grow on trees |
Stet is the epitomy |
Stages we call homes, mics we call tools |
Fans we call (?), foes we call fools |
Competition is game, at the same time lame |
(Whatchu talking about D?) |
Let me explain |
Don’t need a silly suit, big dummies get big heads |
We choose to get a big stage instead |
We entertain with the rhyme, ain’t about no crime |
Here to warm your soul and that’s the bottom line |
Its showtime |
Let’s start the show |
Let’s start the shot |
Let’s start the show |
We’re like a beast uncaged, on the rampage |
Proving a point that we’re the kings of the stage |
So pass the finger-licking Kentucky chicken |
Makes me feel ready to keep you heels kicking |
No flim-flam, funky is my fam |
Man understant we’re not a flash in the pan |
So don’t try to fight it, you’ve been united |
By the hip-hop band that keeps you ignited |
(?) with the gangsta lean |
All about good times, and a good strong theme |
From Brooklyn boy, hitting hard with the sound |
Like Tyson we ain’t playing around |
Its showtime |
Ladies and gentlemen |
Let’s start the show |
Ladies and gentlemen |
Let’s start the show |
Ladies and gentlemen |
Let’s start the show |
Ladies and gentlemen |
Let’s start the show |
Let’s start the show |
Let’s start the show |
Let’s start the show |
We’re up to par, Stet superstars |
The six man band, that’s who we are |
We’re picture perfect, you know its worth it |
Stet rehearsed it, here’s how we (?) |
Combinating, we integrated |
So stimulated, not infatuated |
Cold (?) |
And living proof that we can tear a whole jam and rock to the roof |
(?) entertainment |
The goal we achieve |
To rock, bum rush the spot |
Its showtime |
Ladies and gentlemen |
Let’s start the show |
Ladies and gentlemen |
Let’s start the show |
So now you’ve seen what the critics mean |
You have born witness that we can do this |
You’ve taped to the base of the band in first place |
And all the suckers are blue in the face |
So from the rhyme orator MC Delight |
The multiple supreme, the masterful Quan |
Wise the human mix machine |
The devastating beat creator |
The grand wizard DJ Prince Paul |
And the ebony chief emcee Daddy-O |
We say to our fans, we love you |
And to our foes |
(Fuck you) |