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Rapper's Delight [Long Version]

The Sugarhill Gang

Sugar Hill Story: To the Beat Y'All

1994

the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there

You Scared, Pt. 2

Three 6 Mafia

Da Unbreakables

2003

Three 6 Mafia, You Scared 2000-and-Three-6
It's goin' down

You scared, ho (what, what, what), you scared, ho (what, what, what)
You scared, ho

Three 6 Mafia, You Scared 2000-and-Three-6
It's goin' down

You scared, ho (what, what, what), you scared, ho (what, what, what)
You scared, ho

down, drivin' 'round in an old Cadillac
Here come the Gator Boys, you
Radio and the police know we're
Comin' to your town
It goes a one, a two, three

nigga, You can tell by how Im killing tracks
My momma say she praying for me, I just pray I never lack
Ain't no secret shit if you got some against me, Let

by the tracks

Knockin', knockin' doors down
Showing cuz around
Knockin' doors down, showing cuz around
Knockin', knockin' doors down
Showing cuz

Buckin' My Horse

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Return of the Bumpasaurus

1996

sittin' on stuck
Drop down to the ground, with them big sounds
Four twelves in the back, 'til the windshield cracks
Like that, with a fat bass track

Black Elvis

Kool Keith

Black Elvis/Lost in Space

1999

bus packed) 



Black Elvis  recordin in the 48 track studio 

Madison Square Garden soundcheck  to speak direct 

Fans in the upper level

Uh huh
Gang
Stro four four
On God
Wide body all black looking up at the stars
Three four doors all black it be hard to decide
I see you ain't real by

Heeeeey
What's happenin, y'all?
This is Tyrone Chillinfoot down with the funky Tung Twista, baby
[number] inches of straight stupid, straight

nigga that you want to be (aye)
Hit the door if you ain't with my team (aye)
She love me too, I said I love me three (aye)
My momma told me they just want

and still working for a pension

You gave three whole shits and for it
Now one is drippin straight down the toilet
Wana let it drown in this dont foil it
Its

that ass looking just like the
Spook that sat by the door
Known to kill ducks, skills erupt
You ask why? My reply is
"I don't give a fuck"
I'm a Panther,

pay a fee
I don fuck the bitch at twelve
Kicked her out the door by three
We In the back seat
I don fucked that bitch so many times
They gotta ask me

money, oh

I got that ?09 flow, girls beatin' down my door
With me, that's how it go, a hundred thou a show
Me making records, movies and TV shows
It

the esophagus
Bullet to the brain 3d like in oculus
Ay Day$okee where the fuck is you at
Crusin down the street with a bright red beam
Choppas aiming at yo mouth

these
Gooby Pls

Tracks over but we ain't through
Comin back for yo girl, she embarrassed by you

Take her back to my place and lock the door
Teach her

got some Hitta's by my side always down for a ride
That's three sixty five I could hit you with the Three piece
Yeah, You don't wanna repeat
Cuz I've

know when they kick the door and Mr. Loc stank some fools
I'm down the block from his spot
I got a nike to the pedal with a Mac and a Glock
Off locc

I'm in
If I had some more power I'd rule the world down with an iron fist
If I had a true lover I'd probably find some way to ruin it
But If I had three

of beer!
Take one down,
Pass it around,
66 bottles of beer on the wall
66 bottles of beer on the wall,
66 bottles of beer!
*door closes*
Take one down,
Pass

yeah, sip, sip
Don't talk back, don't do lip-lip
Butterfly door, I got a four by, four by, four by, four by, four by, four by
Black Ops three, gotta kuda,

Tales from the Rails

Lordz of Brooklyn

All in the Family

1995

down
Bombin' insides doggin' whole cars
My brothers burnin' styles from door to door
Runnin' through my veins
Cause I'm fiendin' for the graff
Paint

I put the name Microphones on the tapes I would make late at night after work at the record store.  I was already by then a couple years deep into