Rock and Roll (Could Never Hip Hop Like This) Part 2

I am the original DJ Jazzy Jay

From the Mighty Mighty Zulu Nation

First I'll say my name is um

Original scratch creater Grand Wizard Theodore

For those who don't know, I started back out in '74.

Africa Bambata, Disco King Mario, Cool Herc, Grandmaster Flash

And you know, some of the pioneers who did it back then y'know

Hip hop is universal man, it all depends upon on what you do

Hip hop is like what you would call the bastard child of a lot of different forms of music

I just feel good that a lot of rock bands are like, are like recognizing y'know, the culture

We used to play these beats because they used to drive us on the dance floor

And people don't really know that it's a rock record until like the guitars come in and stuff like that

We didn't have no hip hop beats back in the days, we had to take it from everywhere we could get it from

Jus' trying to take it to another level

That's what keeps the music new and keeps it fresh

As far as y'know rock is concerned man, I think rock is, you know, a big part of hip hop man

Rock helped influence hip hop, hip hop helped influence the world

Shhh

Yeah

Hey

Shhh

You hear me?

Ok

Listen

Yo

It's like a triple stage darkness

Listen and drift

Every muscle in your skin

Starts to shake and shift

You can hate the gift

But my phrases daze ya

Click, spray ya face

When I spit

I mean it

Ya just too conceited

Repeating and repeating

Your a thug'd out gangsta'

PIMP 'til ya believe it

Seems like there's too much Pac

We don't need it

I'm cool on your heat

You can keep it

It's not a big secret

This is a game ya can't win

Ya singin' the same thing

But were bringin' the yin

So just close your eyes

And pretend again

That ya skin isn't as thin

As the skin ya in

Bitch

Give me a second

Just to spell it out

So

Nobody can twist

What I'm takin' about

I don't

Have to fake anything I feel

Because

We both know

Every word is real

So

Give me a second

Just to spell it out

So

Nobody can twist

What I'm takin' about

I don't

Have to fake anything I feel

Because

We both know

Every word is real

Right about now, the funk soul brother

Check it out now, the funk soul brother (Handsome boys!)

Right about now, the funk soul brother

Check it out now, the funk soul brother

I got the skills of titanium, straight to the cranium

Try to play me and we can go to war like Iranians

A D-pack, I speak rap, as long as the beat phat

My chain be off the meat rack

Lord finesse, don't harass the guards with four bars and piss on like half your squad

So the savage, I don't gain raps

I don't harass the people playing russian roulette with automatics

See, on the street I'm top the rank

Three words, when I get the dice, stop the bank

Bet against me, you'll get your cash

Leaving my street team, for nothing but ass whoopins

Hard hitters (Handsome Boys)

The type to sport the chicks on the arm like John Ritter

The bomb nigga, being stabbin' the third

Better play like Jehova witness, just spread the word, spread the word, spread the word

The sky opens wide

Swallowing again

Once I am inside

I'm lost and can't pretend

These pictures in my mind

Are not a part of me

These memories hold me tight

'Til I can hardly breathe

(Breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe)

I can hardly breathe

(Breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe, breathe)

I can hardly stop the memories

Nothing I can say or do will

Take away what I've been through

What you were is what I've come to be

Nothing you can say to me

Will take away these memories

What you were is what I've come to be