Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hip Hop Lyrical Robot, artist - UB40. Date of issue: 31.12.1984
Song language: English
Hip Hop Lyrical Robot |
| Can you dig it, alright i can dig it Cause i`m your hip hop lyrical robot and a red cool cat |
| Yes i`m your hip hop lyrical robot and a red cool cat |
| I want the girls to hear me rap |
| Cause this mc has got the nack |
| I`m your body-popping shell shocking |
| Girls hocking eye popping lick me all over like a lollipop |
| I`m your juicy fruit |
| Alright, alright, alright |
| I said hey white man, indian or black |
| I`m your number 1 mc and that`s a fact |
| I`m a goodloocking, girl hooking outstanding |
| Mile chatting lyrical shock attack |
| All mcs freeze there on the spot |
| One false move and you must get drop |
| I`m always devastating, fascinating |
| Videmaking, pinstaking, watch it man i`m hot |
| Its a struggle in life when your skin is black |
| The system is designed to hold you back |
| How s`ya do shle hands on the shoulder a pat |
| One love to my face then a stab in the back |
| Seven points in snooker when you put down the black |
| But i still thank god for the little i got |
| I don`t stop rapping to the musical beat |
| And i`m in the mood to turn you on In the groove thats so complete |
| Wind you hips, shake your body |
| Or clap you hands even stamp your feet |
| Just like a bed thats just been spread |
| You know i`m neat, neat, neat |
| Just like a tap that`s running hot |
| Man can`t you feel the heat |
| Not just now but every minute every hour |
| Everyday and every week |
| I don`t give a hoot for loot and shoot |
| Or prostitutes in skin tight suits |
| Standing on the corner |
| They call their beat |
| I`m not a pimp drug pusher |
| Gambler or even theif |
| To the teachers i will preach |
| And to the teachers i will teach |
| Cause i`m a hip hop lyrical robot |
| That is why so unique |
| Well police and theives are playing |
| The game of hide and seek |
| When an imformer gives imformation |
| Then its called a leak |
| I jail your a number ruled by govenor |
| Screws keep you under, wanna see you blunder |
| When they say «sit"just take a seat |
| And when they say «food"it`s time to eat |
| If a screw says «nigger"i don`t answer |
| Yes sir, no sir three bags full sir |
| Sometimes inmates would even call me a growler |
| Me a growler, i`m no growler |
| Well i`m a hip hop lyrical robot |
| I don`t stop rapping to the musical beat |
| Well i`m a hip hop lyrical robot and a red cool cat |