Альбом Bomfunk MC's

Uprockin' floordroppin', spinnin' and glidin'
windmill combinding, 1999('in)

And on top of it all, the boldest freeze
now come on partypeople let me hear you scream!

Uprockin' floordroppin', spinnin' and glidin'
windmill combinding, 1999('in)

And that caused tha rock's a with the superbadd
x-trialado, say what?
A with the humanbeatbox.

Uprockin' floordroppin', spinnin' and glidin'

This _____ of security reaching out for the
Bomfunk MC's, DJ Gismo and b.o.w
They've been spotted at f.k.
I repeat:
Surround the area
Code 10-5, code 10-5
Surround the area now!

Other emcees can't swing with us
'Coz we are the crew that's rocking non-stop
We shake you off like electric shock
'Coz we are the crew that's rocking non-stop
And we gotta funky song
So come on, baby, sing along

Keepin' it thrilled, never coming out cheap
Locked the door down just like kool keith,
Got mad bull, got the highest feet,
But the media bowl, it's just we can swing

Rock with they honeys and roll with the creeps,
Only sucker punks get treated like leech
Down with the bomfunk you have to quarantee
That we rock the crowd so viciously

Other emcees can't swing with us
'Coz we are the crew that's rocking non-stop
We shake you off like electric shock
'Coz we are the crew that's rocking non-stop
And we gotta funky song
So come on, baby, sing along

Giz is the Wiz behind the dopest beats
Chuckin' while I'm rockin' to all you party peeps
Up flying all time but breaks are all we need
So once again have you been boomin' in your Jeeps

Balling, calling for all ya funky freaks
Like it or not, this is how we proceed
Roll the Rizla got some leftover leaves
Light it up, huff and puff and just ease
Take a ride and watch the honeys
________ therapy
Got what it takes, see I got the necessary
Ingredients to rock the house, very

Unique with the style, skills and techniques
Not just momentarily but week after week
Down with the bomfunk you have to guarantee
That we rock the crowd, so viciously

Other emcees can't swing with us
'Coz we are the crew that's rocking non-stop
We shake you off like electric shock
'Coz we are the crew that's rocking non-stop
And we gotta funky song
So come on, baby, sing along

Rock the crowd
Rock the crowd
Rock the crowd so viciously
I'm the sure shot, master of the ceremony

B-Boys Flygirls throw your hands in the air.
Aah yeah, like you just don't care.

Old skool sounds, come down blastin'
all the homies in the house, you know they be maxin'
Coolin' out with style-like back in the days
Representin' the skills, puttin' suckers in their place

Funky fresh-with the most finest
DJ cuttin' records, so u could impress
All the flygirls, yeah-the sexy ladies
See, ain't no doubt about what's happening later

B-Boys Flygirls throw your hands in the air.
Aah yeah, like you just don't care.

Two turntables and a microphone
That's all we need to rock on the show
Bam, bam, bam-are you ready for yes-yes-yal('in)
Get your funky ass up-this is tha last calling

Funky fresh-with the most finest
DJ cuttin' records, so u could impress
All the flygirls, yeah-the sexy ladies
See, ain't no doubt about what's happening later

B-Boys Flygirls throw your hands in the air.
Aah yeah, like you just don't care.

Freestyler
...Rock the microphone
...Straight from the top of my dome
...Carry on with the freestyler

I gotz to hmmm...
To throw on and go on
You know I gotz to flow on
Selectors on ya, radio play us
'Cos we're friendly for ozone
But thats not all so hold on tight
As I rock the mic right
Oh, excuse me, pardon
As I syncronize with the analyzed
Upcomin' vibes, the session
Let there be a lession, question
You carry protection
Or will your heart go on
Like Celine Dion - Karma Chamelion

Yeah - straight from the tom of my dome
As I rock, rock, rock, rock, rock the microphone
Yeah - straight from the tom of my dome
As I rock, rock, rock, rock, rock the microphone
Yeah - straight from the tom of my dome
As I rock, rock, rock, rock, rock the microphone
Yeah - straight from the tom of my dome
As I rock, rock, rock, rock, rock the microphone
(Scratch - hit me)

Styles, steelos - we bring many kilos
So you could pick yours - from the various
Ambitious, nutrious, delicious, delirious or vicious
Just tell us - we deliviere anything
From accappellas to best sellers
Suckers get jealous but their soft like marshmellows
You know they can't handle us like Debbie does Dallas
Yeah, we come scandalous so who tha f..k is alice
Is from the Buckinham palace

Yeah - straight from the tom of my dome
As I rock, rock, rock, rock, rock the microphone
Yeah - straight from the tom of my dome
As I rock, rock, rock, rock, rock the microphone
Yeah - straight from the tom of my dome
As I rock, rock, rock, rock, rock the microphone
Yeah - straight from the tom of my dome
As I rock, rock, rock, rock, rock the microphone
(Scratch - hit me)

Freestyler
...Rock the microphone
...Straight from the top of my dome
...Carry on with the freestyler

rocking just to make ya move

that's how it goes, symbiose
for those who are down
nuff respect to the Pioneers
who brought us the sound
we still keep rocking on and on
to the break of day
stay feeling good like you know you should
let me hear you say

we came to rock the party
so come on everybody
pull up to the bumper baby
groove with the bumps that make you crazy
this is how we do the do
rocking just to make ya move
so pull up to the bumper baby
groove with the bumps that make you crazy

fanatic,
we¡Їre mad {of} it,
cos' to have it,
that B-Boy style
tremendous,
eventious,
you'll see us
on a mission worldwide

rocking, just to make ya move

crowd of people gemmin' and jam
ready to get tha loose
sound selector behind the set
hit tha turbo boost
we want the action, satisfaction
reached to the max
with funky breaks, boogie down grooves
dudes with kangol hats

sky's the limit and you know that you keep on,
just keep on pressing on (?)

radical ones, jump over the eye
to tell me about my roots and talking you behind
they'll wanna call new testers each and every time
but you stand on the edge
it's my favourite waste of time
create something new hypocrites must get back
cause what we come together it's atomic attack
so let it be known for each and everyone
sky's the limit, and we've only just begun

sky's the limit and you know that you keep on,
just keep on pressing on (?)

from all of the chances in a world
you gave me this one which is the most yearn
i appreciate the trust but when'd you concern
that when we get together we might get burned

i know we storm the stage, and you rock the spot
but some might say this is not rock
so what you've got in store for the radical ones?
explain yourself - mr.bomfunk

sky's the limit and you know that you keep on,
just keep on pressing on (?)

to create something new hypocrites must get back
'cause what we come together is atomic attack
so let it be known for each and everyone
sky's the limit, and we've only just begun

sky's the limit and you know that you keep on,
just keep on pressing on (?)

stir up the bass with the accelerator
stir up the bass when the way you're comin' later
stir up the bass, the bomfunk creator
stir up the bass when the way you're comin' later

boom-boom with the accelerator
boom-boom when the way you're comin' later
boom-boom the bomfunk creator
boom-boom when the way you're comin' later

Well what you know about the people that originally seasonally replace us?
Bomfunk can mash it up
And Mr. Big comin' up live and direct
Leave mercy, aiey!

Thank you with a rhythm with a fashion styley
Ragga-ragga tips, I'm a dot in a little line

I come when a wigga-wigga leaves
Bomfunk MC comin' in the house

What cha make you with the rhythm with the fashion styley

Come dada, da super bubu mix come again
Come dada, da me kiss up the junk come again
Come dada, da ___________ music come again, come again, come again
Come dada, da super bubu mix come again
Come dada, da me kiss up junk come again
Come dada, the Bomfunk MC's come again
Come dada, who am I?, what am I?, what am I?
Thank you with the rhythm with a fashion styley

I'm a do a little song with mr. bu bu
Girlies lose their minds to go oo oo
We won't be too shy like catch a coo coo
We're going to stand like Desmond Tutu
I came into tight in a voodoo
When we rock the mic, you wish you could too
We blow the roof off to Timbuktu

Mr. Bu-bu back, back in the place
So hook up with the groove the fat, fat bass
Rougher than rough on the richter scale
_______ place a map in hell
High way, our way hip-hop hurray
Say what for what, what the (ah) you say
Old school, so you know I don't play
Knock 'em out the box just like sugar ray

You don't like it? so what, I don't care
I wanna battle but it's not a fair play
I've got million styles, baby, baby
Schizophrenic? no! definitely! maybe!
You got static, the company tells me
Automatic is the key behind the game, see
But even if they'd know
I'd still be the sure shot, master of the ceremony

1 & 2 & 3 & 4
C'mon, c'mon what'cha waiting for?
Let me know if you want some more!
omfunk mc's gotta rhyme galore
1 & 2 & 3 & 4
C'mon, c'mon what'cha waiting for?
Let me know if you want some more!
Bomfunk mc's gonna rhyme galore

Flow, flow, flowin' once again
Mr. Funky Rhyme throwing down so good. it's bad!
Like a like a like a lake with a deck
So now you gots to get with an audio no new chapter
You trapped to the track, you want more?
Oh, shit! i got you knockin' on my door
Beam me up, beam me up, beam me up, Scottie
Or I might get naughty and funk that body

Ah! Ah! Ah! holy hottie
Groupies, they're down with everybody!

1 & 2 & 3 & 4

C'mon, c'mon what'cha waiting for?
Let me know if you want some more!
Bomfunk mc's gotta rhyme galore
1 & 2 & 3 & 4
C'mon, c'mon what'cha waiting for?
Let me know if you want some more!
Bomfunk mc's gotta rhyme galore

I'm like mad scientist on new territory
So never explored there, yeah just read stories
Homies surround the rough lyrical-terrorist
The b to the o
The w is watchin' for your bass
So I pass the test
In any old bad-ass mc contest
This is only scratch, so you know we come fresh

right about now,
in this place to be
most definitely
the bomfunk mc's dropping the bomb!

Whole lotta soul as he cuts it up
rock, rock and roll as he cuts it up
cutmaster king with hardcore cuts
makin' it rough, rock, rocking tha spot
cool evidently as he cuts it up
break, breakin' funk as he cuts it up
wounded heart with the b-boys drop
dropping the bomb
rock, rocking tha spot

watch behind move as he cuts it up
delivering the groove as he cuts it up
transforming the shit to the beat that rocks
bad meaning, bad meaning, don't stop!
you know you're itchy when he cuts it up
place get wet as he cuts it up
pure madness on wheels, throw 'em up, throw 'em up
go, gismo, go, let me see what you're made of!

hear me out now 'cause mic I will rock
you can't say I'm not 'cause the mic i'll rock
Bom bom! U feel lick a shot then u feel lick a shot
This a DJ, about to mash it up
Bom bom! U feel lick a shot then u feel lick a shot
Bom bom! U feel lick a shot then u feel lick a shot
Bom bom! U feel lick a shot then u feel lick a shot
This a DJ, about to mash it up

fuck me! rocking tha spot! what?
fuck me! take me to the top! what?
fuck me! throw map! what? what?
doing the do 'cause the mic i'll rock. what?

hear me out now 'cause the mic I will rock
you can't say I'm not 'cause the mic i'll rock

Bom bom! U feel lick a shot then u feel lick a shot
This a DJ, about to mash it up

blowin' the roof off 'cause the mic I'll rock
got a rocket in my pocket 'cause the mic I'll rock
in the way to stars for the future shock
b.o.w. rock, rocking tha spot

watch behind move as he cuts it up
delivering the groove as he cuts it up
transforming the shit to the beat that rocks
bad meaning, bad meaning, don't stop!
you know you're itchy when he cuts it up
place go wet as she cuts it up
pure madness on wheels, throw'em up, throw'em up!

When I listen to my stereo,
All I hear is a funky flow
It really makes me loose control
Bomfunk MC's in stereo, in stereo, in stereo

But how right?

Cannot hide it, can't deny it
It's so obvious you hope to hide it
Like a pilot you get a mic
Boombox blasting like a siren
Raw, you're a mighty lion
Raw, when pumping the iron
Raw, one million strong
Raw, turn it up, come on!
But how right?

Star supremo, with the ill flow
Got you yearning, turning reckless
You don't understand but you still wanna check this
One to two, to two to one techniques
Bustin' the funk
Freakin' the funk
Eatin' the funk
Makin' it funk
Loving the funk
Fallin' to funk
Yeeah, so what's up punk?

da poetry, by now you should know it's me, the brother of word
giving thanks and praises to so many names and faces
in different places
from '84 to '99, it's been a very long time
since the movement called hip hop arrived to this cold country of mine
seen the old, the new, and now the true skool
and for once I can say, something has changed
or is it just me? in the place to be
hardcore!
am I about to take it in my face?
question... where were you at the time of tha fat shoelaces
when the hell was really raised
huh, I know every face.. writers, breakers, dj's, emcees, flygirls
representing, respecting unwritten laws
rules, star wars..
by even though, there's one thing I know, and it's been said before
eliminate the distance,
It's not where you're from, it's where you're at ..mentally..
da poetry.
nuff love, peace and respect. come correct
you gotta pay your dues, if you got something to prove
it is a competition, 'coz the business side can't see the mission
a.k.a the b-boy vision(/wisdom)
2000 and still counting...

(after the phone rings:)

Yo, it's S U C K S
and I gotta run but come for the bomfunk crew
so you'd better listen if you don't wanna be missing
the perfect combination on the mission to rock the dancefloor
to hit you right where it hurts
I'll leave you begging for more
like roger, but this is not a story of a rabbit
gismo and b.o.w just got a habit
of speeding up your heartbeat
holding you no doubt yo bomfunk mc's do it to the crowd
what up looking good catch me cooking food