Up Jumped The Boogie

So ladies and gentelman, friends and crews

I came here to represtent and vent my views

See they want you brainwashed like everyone's for the money

While we want the scene to blowlike cherry bombs in the dunny

So check it out this is eso on the mic

No f*ckin' around I came to get you in the vibe

Grab life by the balls and never look behind

Cuz when that bling bling dies you can bet I'll be alive

A revolution of radical rebals, writing raw, reflect the rap

Of this cataclysmic cool calm collected cat

The front row covered when I'm spittin the rhyme spray

Got skeletons on stage playin rickety steinsways

I sit with the owls, flippin the vowels

The midnight paddock runner whos tippin the cows

Spittin it foul, down and dirty cuz my crew's shabby

All I wants my girl, beer, a used caddy and this dudes happy

Well you heard about the boys from the foreign land

They gonna stroll across the globe with the mic in their hand

And they be puttin it down the only way they know how

So sing it, la la la la la la la la

From the moment the show starts and we emerge when the curtains break

Your chest starts burnin like you're slurpin the bourbon straight

We blow the spot with more heat we servin than a fernace makes

Percolate this bitch until we certain every person shakes

The bim bam boogieman is drinkin till I'm plastered

All over your ears, rappin swingin from the rafters

Got asses leavin the seats when I'm freakin the beat

Just husslin like harry flint with the freedom of speech

So while it seems like theres millions of cats that stack loot

My crews here to stay like tax and tattoos

And theres no match for the kid that blows your mind

Cuz beatin me is like returnin videos on time

And the music I make is like peakin on a trip

Call me jimmy open doors, day dreamin with a spliff

Puttin pressure on the player tryin to look like the cool guy

But couldnt come close if he spoofed on the bulls eye

See they tried to put it down but up jumped the boogie

So sing it, la la la la la la la la

I found my tears on the pavment, some beers in the basement

Stuck glassy eyed in the year of creation

But I'm cheap, like takin girls on mickey-d's date

Thats why you emcees cant see me like dickey's knees face

From shows of a thousand, we bounce em with rap and spinnin tunes

To packed house parties rockin some cats livin room

We shakin the ground, breakin the bounds, makin this sound

Your hands up, we hands down takin the crown