1.Ain't We Funkin' Now
2.U Know What Time It Is
(music：j.saddler
lyrics：l.dukes, g.williams - from the grandmaster flash album
'ba-dop-boom-bang' elektra '87)
Just get off the wall, let's have a ball
The 70's are gone, it's the 80's y'all
Grab a fly girl by the hand and ask her to dance
C'mon fellas don't be shy, just take a chance
You'll never know it might lead to romance
Cause the beat is cold stompin', it'll put you in a trance
You're so hypnotized that you stop and stare
I'm steppin out of this cuase i'm not with that there!
Get on the dancefloor c'mon take a stand
All the girlies in the place wanna dance with you my man
Get on the floor and work it out if you can
Here's my ulterior motive, i mean my game plan
It doesn't hurt to flirt, just go ahead and chase the skirt
You can't help it, it's your line of work
To get women on the floor
It's you they adore, you might as well
Chorus：
You know what time it is
Hang on party people cause here we go
We're gonna cold take the party to another plateau
But in order for us to achieve a new height
We wanna hear flash cut the beat up, ain't that right
While flash is choppin the mix like an ax on wood
You gotta dance cuase the beat is finger lickin good
Throw your hands above your head and reach for a cloud
And if there's anything you want to say, say it loud
I know the bass is pumpin' so hard the lights are dim
And y'all are lettin me know we're cold blowin the rim
That's right , you're being served, served with a smile
And homeboy you don't like it, we can step in the aisle
Just show no shame, you know it's only right
And if there's anything you want to get off, get it off tonight
Chorus
A simple puch of the fade, a little flex of the wrist
Flash whoopin the mix while i'm kickin the gift
Yo like a double edge razor, the boy is nice
When he cuts, give him room, or you might get sliced
He's too cold to hold, to hot to be stopped
This jam that we got is good to the last drop
Weather you like it or not, we rock
Yo since the day we emerged, have you heard
That it was all about a party and yo' this is word
This party's rated ns for no suckers allowed
That's the scoop, hear me troop
So don't you come here actin' wild
But as you know there's always one in the crowd
You wanna party, then act like you know, can you dig it
And if you came to get ill, forget it, i ain't with it
Chorus
3.Underarms
Words：g.williams, l.dukes, n.glover music：l.smith, g.vaughn,
g.williams
arranged：l.smith, j.saddler - 1987 from the album
'ba-dop-boom-bang'
Well you got a hot date and you wanna be fly
Throw on a gucci blazer and a gucci tie
Not a hair out of place,a freshly-shaved face
You think you're walkin' out the house with style and grace
(don't you)
You pick up your girl and take her to dinner
'cause when the night is over you think you're gonna win her
Then you move real close using all your charm
And then your girl says 'baby guess that'
(i smell your underarms)
That odor,it's ringin' out loud and clear as a bell
You can't hear it because you're immune to the smell
I describe your aroma as foul and pathetic
And they can use your odor as the latest anesthetic
Now i know that it's stone cold funk,i can tell
'cause it's written all over by the way you smell
That funk the aroma,that smell,that scent
You'll be arrested for malicious body odor intent
Your odor going 'round,doin' people bodily harm
And then somebody turned around and said
(i smell your underarms)
You woke up late for work usin' the same old line
Don't think i'm gonna wash my underarms this time
The more you ignore,the worse the smell grows
And you pick out all clothes by using your nose
It was the rush hour when i was on the train
And the smell of underarms was drivin' me insane
It was a sure-fire way of bringing me to my death
I couldn't hold a conversation,i was holding my breath
And you cold see the funk just like a cloud in the air
Was homeboy sittin' next to me,i swear!
And when i saw the direction this girl was leaning
You could hear homebody's underarms just screaming
(ugh.....)
(i smell your underarms)
Hanging at a party one night,all alone
Sippin' on a bottle of dom perignon
The crowd was on the floor,rocking the beat
Smelling like thay ain't bathed since last week
The smell was all through the house,cold rockin' the place
The funk fill the air like a fresh can of mace
When you raised your hands i had to sound tha alarm
A girl said 'look,there's monster growin under his arm'
We were so shocked we couldn't even run (uhgh)
And they declared his arm public enemy number one
Now throw your hands in the air,if you want to party hard
Now put your hands back down,everybody's,'cause
You didn't use right guard
(i smell your underarms)
4.Kid Named Flash
5.Get Yours
Words：l.dukes, g.williams, n.glover music：j.saddler, l.smith,
g.vaughn - 1987 from the album 'ba-dop-boom-bang'
Stop sleepin',ya'll,if you know what time it is
Because someone is talkin' yours as well as gettin' his
You can front and ignore,but one thing's for sure
I'm gettin' mine,so you better get yours
Get yours,go for yours
Get yours,go for yours
Get yours
Get yours everytime the opportunity knocks
And don't chill-out too hard or you'll be out of the box
Stop running your face and try to listen instead
Or you'll be known as a loud-mouth joe rockhead
Success is out there for everybody,take it from me
Achieve without a license or some sort of degree
And if they claim you can't do it,this is what you say
Yo follow,lead,but get out of my way
Get yours,winners never quit
Get yours,go for yours
Get yours,winners never quit
Get yours,go for yours,we went for ours
Why sit at home bummin' just a-wastin' your time
When all ya gotta do is seek an' you'll find
What you want out of life,it's there so get it
If you don't,then later you'll grow to regret it
You can ignore and think i'm talkin' out loud for my health
But don't ya do it for me,just do it for yourself
And if you need a little push,here's food for me thought
We know that you can do it,so take no shorts
Get yours,winners never quit
Get yours,go for yours
Get yours,winners never quit
Get yours,go for yours,we went for ours
For those sittin' back coolin',relaxed,gettin' fat
Waitin' for the right thing to come and drop in your lap
You see,you don't want to try,just let time fly
While your life goes by before your two eyes
You got to crawl before you walk,you see that opens the doors
Because you can't start buildin' from the sixth floor
If you work real hard,all your dreams will come true
If it happened to us,it can happen to you
The world is yours for the talkin' so what you waitin' for
You should be contemplating on how to go out and
Get yours
Get yours,winners never quit
Get yours,go for yours
Get yours,winners never quit
Get yours,go for yours,we went for ours
Get yours everybody,your ambition shows
Get on top of yours game as your confidence grows
Never take a short,give-up no slack
You can't make it with a monkey ridin' on your back
Got to get up to get down,get on over the hump
Let your feelings flow and adrenalin pump (ugh)
Stay on your guard,never take three strikes
Get everything you want but get the best out of life
Ya see,what your future holds is no mystery
When you're the one who's in control of your destiny
Just put that weak pride aside,go make it or break it
You don't need it,then leave it,someone else will sure take it
An eternal flame burns in everyone of us
Turnin' the negative things in your life to a plus
Workin' real hard beats the competition
So what you waitin' for,you don't need no permission.....
Get yours,winners never quit
Get yours,go for yours
Get yours,winners never quit
Get yours,go for yours,we went for ours
Get yours,winners never quit
Get yours,go for yours
Get yours,winners never quit
Get yours,go for yours,we went for ours
6.Them Jeans
Words：l.dukes, g.williams music：g.williams - 1987 from the album
'ba-dop-boom-bang'
Walkin' through my neighborhood
Her backfield's in motion
Clingin' to body smooth as lotion
Struttin' that stuff so firm and lean
Hey girl,i love the way you look in
Them jeans
I was never that crazy about stone-washed denin
At least until i saw a girl in 'em
They fit so tight but look so rough
I'm sayin' uh uh uh now,tha's fine stuff
In pastel colors,pink is so hot
Why don't you run me over with that truck you got
Hey virginia slim,don't be so mean
'cause i love the eay you look in
Them jeans
Jordache,sasson or,huh,calvin klein
I gotta put on my shades 'cause you're makin' me blind
Don't even know her name,but still i can't get enough
I'll call her earthquake,'cause i'm all shook-up
I followed her across the street and i nearly got killed
Your name must be gloria,damn you're built
Looks like they're comin' apart at the seams
But,girl,i love the way you look in
Them jeans
I know you must be a damn good lover
By the way you look,girl,in those hip-huggers
If i was a zipper i'd sneak a peek
To see if you were wearing anything undermeath
I don't mean to be bold,but i was told
That if you took your pants off your butt'll explore
Everybody in the house,yo show no shame
And shout out the choise of your brand name!
Wrangler
Levis
Paisley
Ju ju
Jag jeans
Lee's ya'll
Alessio
Guess jeans
All the ladies in the house let me hear you scream
We love the way we look in our jeans
Sittin' on my stoop with my needle and thread
Got a stiff from jerkin' my head
Bound to hurt somebody by the way she switches
Don't shake it too hard or you'll bust them breeches
I know you couldn't 've put'em on all by yourself
'cause they fit so tight you had to have help
I watched her walk down the block until she was gone
'cause her jeans look like they were painted on
Next time you walk by me,girl,you better run
'cause i'm thinkin' 'bout chewin' your bubble gums
You use butter,lard and margarine
And that was just to get your two legs in
You used crisco and a shoe horn at the same time
To get the pants up over your big behind
Had to give her mouth-to-mouth resuscitation
'cause her jeans were so tight,they cut off her circulation
I wanna be your king and you be my queen
'cause i love the way you look in
Them jeans
7.We Will Rock You
8.All Wrapped Up
Words：l.dukes, n.glover music：j.saddler - 1987 from the album
'ba-dop-boom-bang'
All wrapped up(x2)
You're entangled in a great big ball of confusion
Trapped in a world that is just an illusion
You're thinking it's real but that's not what's happening
Well,we're here to let you know the real deal
(that's why we're rappin')
(yo)life's just a game,one great big riddle
And we're all wrapped up,smack dab in the middle
Play the lotto everyday in hopes you're gonna win it
But it's just another game and you're wrapped up in it
You haven't won it yet,but you ain't had enough
'cause you know it like a poet,you're (all wrapped up)
All wrapped up(x2)
We're gonna rap about the game that people are playin'
(yo)if you're ready,just listen to what i'm sayin'
Talking about homeboys and the fly young ladies
Men,woman,sons,daughters and the little-bitty babies
Speaking on the def jams everybody's be-bopping
Super stupid,cold chillin' and the party is rockin'
Soap opera in the day got the ladies cold illin'
'one life to live'(you know it) and ' all my chillin''
You know you gotta have it,too much ain't enough
Because the fact of the matter is you're all wrapped up
All wrapped up (x2)
Doctors wrapped up in the ill and the sick
We got wrapped up in politics
Some wrapped up in living long
(and you're)all wrapped up in the beat of his song
Gamblers wrapped up in making bets
And the lovers wrapped up in this game called sex
(now trouble's)out there and it won't ignore ya
Don't look for any trouble,it'll surely look for ya
If you try to play tough then it's just your luck
That it'll call your bluff and then trouble's gotcha all wrapped
up
All wrapped up (x2)
You're seen hanging on the corner nine days a week
(you gonna blow)you don't know you're wrapped up in the streets
Sporting 50-dollar sneakers and all the money's spent
While mom's (all wrapped up) trying to pay rent
We got the weekeng girls and all you fly guys
Wrapped up in a world of 9-to-5
We got the sly,slick and wicked,ain't it funny
(yo)how they're (all wrapped up) cold trying to take money
If you get it,you're with it,(if) you don't,that's tough
And you know the real reason is you're
(all wrapped up)
All wrapped up (x4)
9.Tear The Roof Off
10.Big Black Caddy
Word：g.williams, l.dukes
music：g.williams, j.saddler - 1987 from the album
'ba-dop-boom-bang'
'hey girl,you need a lift'
'ah ha'
'i got this big black caddy outside to take you wherever you
want to go'
'oh,really'
'you wanna see it？'
'yeah'
'oh what's that'
My big.... black.... caddy...caddy
My big.... black.... caddy...caddy
Hey girl,you wanna take a little spin
Well just hop on because you can't get in
But just be carefull how you (sit down)
Or i'll make you (get down)
I'll even be your chauffeur and drive you from town to town
You ought to be glad that i let you cum
The only kind of gas i ever use is premium
As we were driving to our destination on a quest
She said,'may i relax on your big head rest？'
Now we listened to her favorite song,relaxed and layed back
As i brove,her to jersey on my big black cadillac
My big.... black.... caddy....caddy
My big.....black.... caddy....caddy
Now when i'm drivin' down deep dark tunnels on slick wet roads
That's when i put my black caddy in cruise control
You fella's caddy's on the side of the road,then go tow it
Because my horn is workin' fine,don't believe me
Come blow it
Not mercedes,bmw,porsche or masarati,it's a big fat stretch
I'm tellin' everybody (my big black caddy)
Yo,i know ain't nothing wrong with your hearin'
And i got a strong back that provides the power steering
The fellas all (jealous) the ladies all (want it)
You can't get in it but you all can ride on it
My big.... black.... caddy...caddy
My big.....black i drives a caddy....caddy
A huh,huh,well,it's not the kind of caddy that runs on gas
It's the kind of caddy that runs on (ass)
The ladies waitin' in line to keep polished and shined
It's designed so they never make one like mine
It's rammed through many towns
Really got around (did work,done damage)
And it never broke down
My cadillac is great,earth's 8th wonder of the world
Take it out my garage and scare the (shit out of girls)
It's big,you dig,but there no need to panic
'cause the caddy's fully loaded and it's aerodynamic
My big.... black.... caddy...caddy
My big.....black i drives a caddy....caddy
Joy-riding with my caddy,cold chillin',gettin' loose
When i saw this flygirl who needed a boost
So i dipped into her bumpers with skill and with class
She screamed.'harder,won't you give me just a little more gas'
Doin' my best so she wouldn't feel inferior
She said 'i like your nice plush vinyl exterior'
She was holdin' on tighter than a figure-four leg lock
This is what she said the first time she saw the jock
(who johnny carson,your caddy's so large)
(but you can park your cadillac in my greasy garage)
My big.....black.....caddy...caddy
My big.....black i drives a caddy....caddy
11.House That Rocked
Words：n.glover, l.dukes, r.wheeler
music：l.smith
arranged：j.saddler - 1987 from the album 'ba-dop-boom-bang'
The house that rocked (x5)
I was walkin' down the street,cold playin' the post
I was takin' my time
I was chilly the most contemplating and debating about what i
should do
I made a sharp left turn
And there was my crew lookin' for a def jam in order to rock
Because it's gonna hit the fan at 12：00 o'clock
Then there was this flygirl,she said she wanted to know
Why are you all dressed up with no place to go？
She said she'd take us to a place where we could hear some hip
hop
But little did we know she meant the house that rocked
The house that rocked(x3)
She was a real flygirl,dressed in leather and lace
She looked pale 'yo',i thought it was paint on her face
She said it was the last house,corner rockin' bird lane
But you might need a cross and a little wolfsbane
Well we were at the door
And when it opened inside there were freaks galore
Their eyes glowed as if lit by an eerie light
I said 'i don't think i should have came here tonight'
And when i asked her what was up,he door slammed and locked
She was gonne and we were,trapped inside the house that rocked
The house that rocked(x3)
Zombies were on the floor and what do ya know
They were doin' the pee-wee herman,what a real creep show
Creatures were playin' cards (igor was cuttin' the deck)
Somebody screamed (there's dracula,cover your neck)
Now lurch was rockin' the mix and on his shirt it read
The music hideously provided for the living dead
Now they was illin' and that was no doubt
But all we wanted to do was get out
I was wishing i was chillin' back around the block
Instead of running for my life inside the house that rocked
The house that rocked(x3)
It was a grizzly situation,very gruesome indeed
And would you believe tha walls started to bleed
Frankstein was steady scheming as he left the room
In came the mummy and the creature from the black lagoon
They said 'your time has come' you could scream and can holler
But you're never gonna leave this little shop of horror
You can think that it's a joke to have a heart full of fear
But you feel that way because you're not here
Take heed and stay away,whether you like it or not
'cause those who enter never leave the house that rocked
The house that rocked (x3)
12.Bus Dis(Wooo)
13.I Am Somebody
Music and words：l.dukes, n.glover, j.saddler - 1987 from the
album 'ba-dop-boom-bang'
Hey people,we got a little something
That we wanna tell you all,so listen
Undestand,'yo god made one no better than
The other,every girl becomes
A woman every boy a man'
While you're livin' in your mansion
Driving big cars,there's another
On the street cold sleepin'
On the ground
So when you walk by,'yo,don't act
Cold-blooded,'cause it just ain't
Fair to kick a man when he's down'
'cause,he is somebody
Like i am somebody
You are somebody
Like i am someone
Whether you're here or you're gone
Right or you're wrong,you were meant
To be somebody from the second you're born
Don't criticize and knock one another
It ain't really that hard to just be
A brother,so be good speak up
Don't wait for it to happen,life is
Passing you by and homeboy
You're cold knappin'
Don't get hung up on what you're not
Be proud of what you are and whatever
You got!
'cause it's a cold cruel world causing
Kids to cry,if you're hangin'
Your head,cold kiss it goodbye
Stand up for your heritage,rejoice
In the fact
Whether you're red,white,tan
Yellow,brown or black
'cause,he is somebody
Like i am somebody
He is somebody
Like i am someone
There are fireman,bankers,messengers,preachers
Brokers,policeman,executives,teachers,journalists
Janitors,architects,doctors,restaurant workers
Nurses,chief rockers
If you feel you're somebody
Be proud and show it!'cause everybody's
Somebody,(ugh) and ya know it
It doesn't matter if you're black,white or chinese
Livin' in the states or reside overseas
'cause you and i are special,same as everyone else
And if you don't believe me
You're only cheating yourself
'cause we all got a purpose in life to achieve
(that's a fact)and here's another
That you better believe
That i am somebody
Like you are somebody
He is somebody
Like i am someone
You got wealth,good health and you're stuck
On yourself
Let me tell you that you're better than no body else
'cause you got no self-esteem,so i'm richer
And when you leave this earth you can't
Take money witcha
So play your dumb game,call me out
My name,but there's nothing
You can do that could make me feel shame
We're all created equal we live and we
Die,so when you try to bring
Me down i keep my head up high
Don't judge a book by its cover 'cause
It's never what it seems
Now i know what i'm sayin' and i feel
I gotta scream
That i am somebody
Like you are somebody
He is somebody
Like i am someone
So be yourself, huh!!!
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