Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Next Episode, artist - Tone-Loc. Date of issue: 31.12.1988
Song language: English
Next Episode |
| When I come into the party, I look around |
| Schedule a level on the mic, so I can throw down |
| Clear my throat with the slightest cough, uh-uh |
| And before you know it, the party takes off |
| Hard beat like this, to keep you movin' and stride |
| It’s the way I’m takin' over, makin' parties alive |
| Then I leave the stage, you know it’s time to go |
| Then they pat me on the back and say «Way to rock it, Loc!» |
| Wipe the sweat off my head, pop a squat on my butt |
| Wouldn’t you know it? |
| The crowd want’s another cut |
| Start makin' my way, before my butt gets cold |
| Now you heard it, onto the next episode |
| Now I got up on-stage, busted up a pose |
| I fodder all the fellas, gave the ladies a rose |
| Said a few lines that was so damn def |
| There was a battle in Seattle, wouldn’t’ve needed a ref |
| Cop a hit when I land, make the money I spent |
| And if your girlies don’t want it, I give it to the fan |
| The fiction I’ll be kickin', of my invention |
| When it comes to sayin' souls, no competition |
| MC’s out there, always braggin' and boastin' |
| Climbin' up here, while I’m cruisin' and coastin' |
| Takin' my lot, now you call it a quote |
| Kill that noise, onto the next episode |
| You know what I’m sayin? |
| Catch you in the mexicans, baby |
| Check this out |
| My shin bolstered naked to my ankle bone |
| Just like my mixer’s connected to my microphone |
| Just like the old man gave a dog a bone |
| So call me Loc, but you can call me Tone |
| Now I like to interpret most rhymes that I write |
| Never leave 'em layin' around for a sucker to bite |
| When I hear the music, can’t wait to hit the studio |
| Come up with somethin' fresh to get through to ya |
| Put it on wax, ship it to the store |
| Wait for them to run out, then they order some more |
| It' only take a few days before the market gets cold |
| Sold out, onto the next episode |
| You know it, yeah |
| Catch it in the next edition, baby |
| Give me a ball and I’ll hoop it, 'cause I get stupid |
| Draw the arrow back, and I shoot it like cupid |
| Increasin' and preasin', the crowd I’m pleasin' |
| Hock-to, excuse me for my sneezin' |
| I’m always with it, while you’ll just grit it |
| Talk behind my back about the money I’m spendin' |
| But you’re just nosy, ring around the rosie |
| Tellin' my business, you feel cozy |
| Like Jesse Jackson, fight for action |
| Keep you all in traction, with satisfaction |
| The music is bold, that’s why it’s sold |
| I’m Tone, onto the next episode |
| You know it |
| You know what I’m sayin'? |
| '88 is great, but uh, '89 is mine |
| It’s not filled with laughter, in this here chapter |
| You wanna do it, you have to wait 'til after |
| The master get’s loose, I’m so rambunctious |
| Just the way my mind, and my body functions |
| Inflictin' much terror, in this era |
| You better get your girl away, before I scare her |
| I’m not a mark, a punk, or buster that’s soft |
| I get loose as a goose, 'cause I’m a hip hop art |
| Treat rappers like a field, and Imma plow |
| Even got a cat that does the chow-chow-chow |
| Just dancin' and prancin', 22 years old |
| Close the book, end of this episode |
| Can you savor that flavor? |
| Onto the next episode |
| It’s no cold, know what I’m sayin'? |
| Tone Loc in full effect |
| Goin' solo on your back, and I’m outta here |
| As-salamu alaykum |