To the Beat Y'all

To the beat... (To the beat y'all To the beat y'all To the - to the To the beat y'all) And yes y'all This one goes out to all the homeboys >From the old school Takin you way, way back When we used to rhyme like this Check it out [ VERSE 1 ] Ain't nothin but a party, everybody come along Keep your body movin while I'm groovin with the song I got funky rhythms, funky rhythms with a beat Funk-funk-funk-funky rhythms for the street Keep clappin while I'm rappin, while I'm rappin, clap your hands Listen to the, listen to the, listen to the man Turn the party out without a doubt I'm in the house Kick it to the beat is what it's really all about Party, party people, if you're ready, listen up Cause I can get the lyrics, Easy Lee can get the cut An automatic systematic rhythmatic sound If you ain't with the program, you gotta get it down Breakin competition, competition's ripped apart Find another brother, cause L.L. ain't got the heart I can take a rhythm, make you sing it like a song This is To The Beat, you can forget Da Break Of Dawn (To the beat y'all To the beat y'all To the - to the To the beat y'all) [ VERSE 2 ] If I'm mentally conditioned, then I'm physically prepared To cold rock a party with the microphone I bear I'm ready for action, satisfaction guaranteed Give the people what they want, and what they want is what they need Desperately to hear a brother kick a rhyme like this Don't settle for another, cause you know what time it is Time to pick your feet up, put your body in the mode And listen to a real rap veteran explode Other sucker brothers always comin incomplete Forget about the lyrics, cause they only want the beat And other punk brothers put a curse in every verse Frontin cause nobody taught em how to rhyme first Frontin like you're hard, but it's only a facade And now you're goin out like a sucker like Todd But I can take a rhythm, make you sing it like a song This is To The Beat, you can forget Da Break Of Dawn (To the beat y'all To the beat y'all To the - to the To the beat y'all) [ VERSE 3 ] Excercisin patterns, sowin up the rappin scene Rockin for the people like a funky rap machine Synchronize a party cause the party people watch Only dancin when I tell em cause I rock round the clock Masters of the ceremony's one and only one Can rock it like a rocket, phoney homies better run Cause I'm doin the damage and the damage will be done Lyrics are the bullets, so I never need a gun Just a microphone, speakers, tables and a plug Sit back and watch the people cut themselves and slice a rug And I'ma rock a party till it's time to bring it home And when they pull a plug, then I'ma pack a microphone Put it in my holster like a gun, and then I'm gone Strapped, ready to rap and on and on and on I can take a rhythm, make you sing it like a song This is To The Beat, you can forget Da Break Of Dawn (To the beat y'all To the beat y'all To the - to the To the beat y'all) And yes y'all As we proceed to move on 'To Da Break Of Dawn' He-he-he-he-he... Takin you all the way back The way we used to do it for you and yours At the old school cool Moe Dee signin off In the house