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Rapper's Delight ( 1979 version )

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Rapper's Delight ( 1979 version )

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I said a hip hop a hippie the hippie

to the hip hip hop, a you dont stop

a rock to the bang bang boogy say upchuck the boogy,

to the rhythm of the boogity beat.

now what you hear is not a test--i'm rappin to the beat

and me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move yourfeet

see i am wonder mike and i like to say hello

to the black, to the white, the red, and the brown, the purpleand yellow

but first i gotta bang bang the boogie to the boogie

say up jump the boogie to the bang bang boogie

let's rock, you dont stop

rock the riddle that will make your body rock

well so far youve heard my voice but i brought two friendsalong

and next on the mike is my man hank

come on, hank, sing that song

well, im imp the dimp the ladies pimp

the women fight for my delight

but im the grandmaster with the three mcs

that shock the house for the young ladies

and when you come inside, into the front

you do the freak, spank, and do the bump

and when the sucker mcs try to prove a point

we're treacherous trio, we're the serious joint

a from sun to sun and from day to day

i sit down and write a brand new rhyme

because they say that miracles never cease

i've created a devastating masterpiece

i'm gonna rock the mike til you cant resist

everybody, i say it goes like this

well i was comin home late one dark afternoon

a reporter stopped me for a interview

she said she's heard stories and she's heard fables

that i'm vicious on the mike and the turntables

this young reporter i did adore

so i rocked a vicious rhyme like i never did before

she said damn fly guy im in love with you

the casanova legend must have been true

i said by the way baby what's your name

said i go by the name of lois lane

and you could be my boyfiend you surely can

just let me quit my boyfriend called superman

i said he's a fairy i do suppoose

flyin through the air in pantyhose

he may be very sexy or even cute

but he looks like a sucker in a blue and red suit

i said you need a man who's got finesse

and his whole name across his chest

he may be able to fly all through the night

but can he rock a party til the early light

he cant satisfy you with his little worm

but i can bust you out with my super sperm

i go do it, i go do it, i go do it, do it , do it

an i'm here an i'm there i'm big bang hank, im everywhere

just throw your hands up in the air

and party hardy like you just dont care

let's do it dont stop yall a tick a tock yall you dont stop

go hotel motel what you gonna do today(say what)

im gonna get a fly girl gonna get some spank drive off in a defoj

everybody go hotel motel holiday inn

you say if your girl starts actin up then you take her friend

i say skip, dive, what can i say

i cant fit em all inside my oj

so i just take half and bust them out

i give the rest to master gee so he could shock the house

i said m-a-s, t-e-r, a g with a double e

i said i go by the unforgettable name

of the man they call 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 could ever be

now i'm feelin the highs and ya feelin the lows

the beat starts gettin into your toes

ya start poppin ya fingers and stompin your feet

and movin your body while youre sittin in your seat

and the damn ya start doin the freak

i said damn, right outta your seat

then ya throw your hands high in the air

ya rockin to the rhythm, shake your derriere

ya rockin to the beat without a care

with the sureshot m.c.s for the affair

now, im not as tall as the rest of the gang

but i rap to the beat just the same

i dot a little face and a pair of brown eyes

all im here to do ladies is hypnotize

singin on n n on n on n on

the beat dont stop until the break of dawn

singin on n n on n on on n on

like a hot buttered a pop da pop da pop dibbie dibbie

pop da pop pop ya dont dare stop

come alive yall gimme what ya got

i guess by now you can take a hunch

and find that i am the baby of the bunch

'but that's okay i still keep in stride

cause all i'm here to do is just wiggle your behind

singin on n n on n on n on

the beat dont stop until the break of dawn

singin on n n on n on on n on

rock rock yall throw it on the floor

im gonna freak ya here im gonna feak ya there

im gonna move you outta this atmosphere

cause im one of a kind and ill shock your mind

ill put t-t-tickets in your behind

i said 1-2-3-4, come on girls get on the floor

a-come alive, yall a-gimme what ya got

cause im guaranteed to make you rock

i said 1-2-3-4 tell me wonder mike what are you waitin for?

i said a hip hop the hippie to the hippie

the hip hip hop, a you dont stop

the rock it to the bang bang boogie say up jumped the boogie

to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat

skiddlee beebop a we rock a scoobie doo

and guess what america we love you

cause ya rock and ya roll with so much soul

you could rock till you're a hundred and one years old

i dont mean to brag i dont mean to boast

but we like hot butter on our breakfast toast

rock it up baby bubbah

baby bubbah to the boogie da bang bang da boogie

to the beat beat, its so unique

come on everybody and dance to the beat

Have you ever went over a friends house to eat

And the food just ain't no good?

The macaroni's soggy, the peas are mushed,

And the chicken tastes like wood

So you try to play it off like you think you can

By saying that you're full

And then your friend says, "Mama, he's just being polite

He ain't finished, uh-uh, that's bull!"

So your heart starts pumpin' and you think of a lie

And you say that you already ate

And your friend says "Man, there's plenty of food"

So you pile some more on your plate

While the stinky food's steamin', your mind starts to dreamin'

Of the moment that it's time to leave

And then you look at your plate and your chicken's slowly rottin'

Into something that looks like cheese

Oh so you say "That's it, I gotta leave this place

I don't care what these people think,

I'm just sittin' here makin' myself nauseous

With this ugly food that stinks"

So you bust out the door while it's still closed

Still sick from the food you ate

And then you run to the store for quick relief

From a bottle of Kaopectate

And then you call your friend two weeks later

To see how he has been

And he says, "I understand about the food,

Baby Bubba, but we're still friends"

With a hip hop the hippie to the hippie

The hip hip a hop, a you don't stop the rockin'

To the bang bang boogie

Say up jump the boogie to the rhythm of the boogie the beat

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