Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song T La Rock Rockin the Party, artist - T La Rock. Album song He's Incredible, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 03.12.2015
Record label: Fresh
Song language: English
T La Rock Rockin the Party |
Just throw your hands in the air |
And wave 'em like you just don’t care |
And if you’re liking the sounds we’re throwing down, somebody say oh yeah! |
(Oh yeah!) |
Oh yeah! |
(Oh yeah!) |
Like this y’all |
Like this y’all |
Like this, the-this, a-like this y’all |
From city to city, from state to state |
I’m worldwide known as T La Rock the Great |
I’m as a chilly as an Icee, cooler than a breeze |
I can act as a heater when it starts to freeze |
When I hold you in my arms you’ll forget all your fears |
As a treat, I’ll repeat sweet nothings in your ear |
Here’s an accurate description of all of my intention |
This is something people that I had to mention |
Just sit back, relax, and pull up a seat |
I’ll be as frank as a hot dog and far from discreet |
All you duck emcees step to the rear |
Super rapper T La Rock is finally here |
To alleviate confusion, proceed to disillusion |
Perish all thought of surviving the |
That you can interpret the method I use |
And writing fresh lyrics that won’t end up confused |
I’m so highly intelligent, gifted with an element |
Able to decipher any statement that’s irrelevant |
To the situation at hand and relentlessly confront and remain in command |
It’s like magic combined with an unknown force |
It’s pure knowledge in the brain that I use as a sword |
So emcees if you don’t wanna, indulge this matter |
Do yourself a favor, be wise and just scatter |
Now all the ladies |
All the ladies |
All the ladies in the house say oww! |
(Oww!) |
Say oww! |
(Oww!) |
Now scream! |
(Ahh!) |
Scream! |
(Ahh!) |
Like this y’all |
Like this y’all |
Like this, the-this, like this y’all |
I’m a magical musician from a magical place |
When your ears here the treble and your feet feel the bass |
Where there is no Adam, there is no Eve |
How you was born is how you believe |
Take a man and a woman make 'em husband and wife |
Take the dead and the buried and bring 'em to life |
I can walk, never tire, run a mile and won’t perspire |
With the powers I posses I can recreate fire |
With just one thought, whether long or short |
I can cause the destruction of a battle never fought |
Stop a plane in its flight, give a blind man his sight |
With a wink of an eye, turn the day into night |
Turn a mute into a singer with a point of a finger |
Make a militant man to be known |
I can jump up and down holding 600 pounds |
Walk around in a circle without touching the ground |
I am the creator, the maker, the supreme being |
The originator, rhyme-creator that’s foreseeing |
Your future as a rapper my advice to you |
Is ameliorate your rapping skill |
Reconcile all the until |
All arguments and differences have come to an and |
All those you wish to acquaint with can be called friend |
Then and only then will you be able to invent, produce, construct. |
create |
A masterpiece so intriguing it will fascinate |
All the musically inclined, then you will find |
That if you put in on tape they are bound to rewind |
It over and over and over again |
Then, congratulate you my friend |
Now throw your hands in the air |
And wave 'em like you just don’t care |
And if you like the sounds we’re throwing down, somebody say oh yeah! |
(Oh yeah!) |
Oh yeah! |
(Oh yeah!) |
Now all the ladies |
All the ladies in the house say oww! |
(Oww!) |
Say oww! |
(Oww!) |
Now all the fellas |
All the fellas, all the fellas |
All the fellas in the house say ho! |
(Ho!) |
Say ho! |
(Ho!) |
Now scream! |
(Ahh!) |
Scream! |
(Ahh!) |
Say I like it! |
(I like it!) |
I like it! |
(I like it!) |
I love it! |
(I love it!) |
I love it! |
(I love it!) |
Now scream! |
(Ahh!) |
C’mon, scream! |
(Ahh!) |
Now it was gettin' kind of late, about a quarter to eight |
When I reminded myself that I had a date |
With Tudy Fruity Judy with the big brown booty |
The talk of the town as the raving beauty |
As she walked down the street, fellas kneeled to their feet |
Screamed «praise the lord» and kissed the concrete |
She walked down the street all nice and slow |
With her butt swinging 'round like a bowl of Jell-O |
When I took her to my house and take my very first feel |
Like Superman, I was solid steel |
I was humpin' and a pumpin' on Judy’s butt |
In three quarters of a minute. |
I can’t say that |