Lyrics:
play the game, our world is free
Do what you want but scream
We know a place where the nights are hot
It is a house of funk
Females and males
Both
play the game, our world is free
Do what you want but scream
We know a place where the nights are hot
It is a house of funk
Females and males
Both
suckers was worse 'n you!"
Let's make a deal if you think
That's true
I mean, you're supposed to be the devil so...whatcha
Gonna do?
Heh?
Now hold on just
by a magnitude of three
And have you seen that maps are different in every country
And Antartica
Is it a ring
Or what they showed us
An ice wall
at I and I can't stand it
Wanna be down with the Day-Glo
Knocking on my door, saying, "a yo yo"
Knocking on my door, saying, "a yo yo"
"I got a funky
have your phone number?]
Yes, it's 9-7-6...
[click]
Now I want to turn up my box, and make much noise
and rock the party and shock all the be -boys
Take
It ain't wise to chastise and preach
Just open the eyes of each
'Cause laws are made to be broken up
What n****s need to do is start loc-ing up
better run, you better do what you can
Don't wanna see no blood, don't be a macho man
You wanna be tough, better do what you can
So beat it, but you
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
In the mix
My love
Now you’re lying lonesome
With visions of blue
Vision in you
Again you let your heart go
And when ever you do
It’s
Call me a librarian, rhymes are scary when
I mix verbs and phrases and put the vocabulary in places
where, only the M-O-N-see-H can do it
So don't ever
play the game, our world is free
Do what you want but scream
We know a place where the nights are hot
It is a house of funk
Females and males
Both
and I'm subliminal
In my own right I'm dope cause it's original
Funky, unmistakibly so
When the vocals are done, then you know
It's all a matter of setting
on a station that pays,
if you want the hits, the whole hits,
and nothing but the hits... on your FM dial, keep it right here,
baby.
Modern Talking! 'Cheri
instead
Get you two bird brains to can it
Like you were two cans of Campbell soup
Now dammit you can just shut up or get cut up
Okay now you clam chowder
Ha ha ha ha, yeah yeah
Jam on it (yeah, yeah, we know, we know)
Huh
(Yeah, Cozmo, you gonna rock it, right?)
(You gonna do it down, right?)
Ha
Frontliner like a barber, I'm ready for fades
The only power that I call on, don't wear out his name
Or use it in vain, be like Judas or cain
Want your rights
Ah yeah! feel the funk bay-be!
That’s right, this is called the basement!
And my man cl smooth kick it for you like this
From the heights, not
? WHO?
WHEN IS THIS GOING TO END?
I WISH THE REASON WHY WOULD DIE
SO I WOULDN'T HAVE TO QUESTION IT
WHAT IN MY MIND IS RIGHT?
YOU ARE OUT OF ORDER!
I NOW
on time
And if you snort blow you do it on your own time
At this rate you'll be at a brick in no time
They say they want some weight tell the n**** stand
man, you just gotta do that for me
Got this fly bassline, got these fly trombones in it man, so just hook
Me up, man, just look out, all right, call me
The enemies, do you know who they are? (There they are)
A devil with the dorags be walkin', now I had it up to there
Oh yeah, that's the last straw (The
of battle rap is antique
It's either A kill him now
Or peel and get rid of him next day after
That's my Plan B
He want oohs and ahhs for everybody
Bar
blowin' up everything
Physically fit, the Ninja very energetic
If you haven't got it by now, then you're never gonna get it
I whip my dick out and piss
Wowee, pretty scary!
Now, I'm liberal, but to a degree
I want ev'rybody to be free
But if you think that I'll let Barry Goldwater
Move in next door
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