Finish the Lyrics

So I took blah-blah’s word for it at this time

I thought just havin’ a friend couldn’t be no crime

‘Cause I have friends and that’s a factLike Agnes, Agatha, Germaine, and

______Forget about that, let’s go into the storyAbout a girl named blah-blah-blah that

adored me

Jacq

Here I go, here I go, here I go again Girls, what’s my weakness? _________

Men

Lord I’ve really been real stressed

Down and out, losing groundAlthough I am black and proudProblems got me pessimistic…

Brothers and sisters keep messing up

Got this dance that’s more than real Drink ______________, here’s how you

feel Put your left leg down, your right leg up Tilt your head back, let’s finish the cup

Brass Monkey

Workin’ all week 9 to 5 for my moneySo when the weekend comes I go get

liveWith the honey rollin’ down the streetI saw this girl and she was pumpin’I winked my eye she got into the rideWent to a club was jumpin’….

Introduce myself as LocShe said “You’re a liar?”

There here’s a jam for all the fellas Tryin to do what those ladies tell us Get shot down cause ya over-zealous…

Play hard to get females get jealous

Get the party goin’ on the dance floor

See ‘cause that’s where the party’s at

And you’ll find out if you do that… I want a place to say” “get your booty on the floor tonight”

School is out an it’s a sort of a buzz An back then I didn’t really know what it was

But now I see what I have of this The way that people respond to summer madness…

The weather is hot an girls are dressin’ less

You ever had a girl and met her on a nice hello

You get her name and number and then you feelin’ real mellow

You get home, wait a day, she’s what you wanna know about…

Then you call up and it’s her girlfriend or cousin’ house

Step off homes, get out of my way Taxing little girlies from here to L.A. Waking up before I get to sleep ‘Cause I’ll be rocking this party eight days a week…

No sleep till No sleep till Brooklyn

We’re all we got in this world, when it spins, when it swirls

When it whirls, when it twirls, two little beautiful girls

Lookin’ puzzled, in a daze, I know it’s confusin’ you

Daddy’s always on the move,….

Mama’s always on the news

My mom started buggin’ with the clothes she chose

I didn’t say nothin’ at first I just turned up my nose

She said, “What is wrong, the shirt cost twenty dollars.”…

I said “Mom, this shirt is plaid with a butterfly collar.”

No, I don’t want your numberNo, I don’t want to give you mine andNo, I don’t want to meet you nowhereNo, I don’t want none of your time and…

No, I don’t want no scrubA scrub is a guy can’t get no love from

meHangin’ out the passenger side of his

best friend’s rideTryin’ to holla at me

Rhymes like ours could never be stopped

See there’s three of us and I know we’re fresh

Party rockers, non-stoppers, and our names are def…

See the “J” is for just, the other for jammin’

The “F” is for Fresh “A” and “D” def

Get up, pack it in, let me begin I came to win, battle me that’s a sin I won’t tear the sack up, punk you’d better back up

Try and play the role… And the whole crew will act up

Wave your hands in the airLike you don’t care, glide byThe people as they start to look and

stareDo your dance, do your dance quickMama, come on baby, tell me what’s…

The Word, ah word up,Everybody say when you hear the callYou got to get it underway

I can’t take the smell, I can’t take the noise no more

Got no money to move out I guess I got no choice

Rats in the front room, roaches in the back…

Junkie’s in the alley with a baseball bat I tried to get away, but I couldn’t get far ‘Cause a man with a tow-truck

repossessed my car

Bust into the party, come in the place See the first things come, the music in your face

Tears down the walls, some of the floor

With the DJ named _______ with the cuts galore

Jay

I see you slip sliding Come on now do it hottie I’m not quite sure as to what is going down

But I’m feeling Hunky Dory ‘bout this thing I found…

Now that we found love what are we gonna do with it

Hit meGoing, going , goneNow I dialed 911 a long time agoDon’t you see how late they’re reactin’…

They only come and they come when they wanna

Strumming my pain with his fingers

Singing my life with his words…

Killing me softly with his song

Huggin’ on my mama from a jail cell

And who’d think in elementary, hey I’d see the penitentiary

One day, runnin’ from the police, that’s right…

Mama catch me, put a whoppin’ to my backside

Some knucklehead tried to dis ‘Cause his girls are on my listHe had game but he chose to hit ‘emAnd I pull up quick to get wit himSo ladies, if the butt is roundAnd you want a triple X throw down,Dial….

1-900-MIXALOTAnd kick them nasty thoughts

Don’t call it a comeback I been here for years

I’m rockin’ my peers puttin’ suckers in fear

Makin’ the tears rain down like a monsoon

Listen to the bass go boom…Explosions, overpowerinOver the competition, I’m towerin’

As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death

I take a look at my life and realize there’s nuttin’ left

Cause I’ve been blastin’ and laughin’ so long that

Even my mama thinks that my mind is gone…

But I ain’t never crossed a man that didn’t deserve it

My my my my music hits me so hard makes me say oh my Lord

Thank you for blessing me with a mind to rhyme and two hyped feet

It feels good when you know you’re down A superdope homeboy from the Oaktown And I’m known as such… And this is a beat uh u can’t touch

The top is down, on the black Corvette And it’s fly, cause it’s sittin on Dayton’s Laurents steering wheel, plushed out,

gold-leaf phantom top And three girls waiting VRRRRROOM engine’s blowin, the

chrome, is shining Passing all the cars on the way Movement of the wind, back wheels

spin Pop in a cassette and push play… I’m going back to Cali, Cali, Cali

Cold coolin’ at a bar and I’m looking for some action

But like Mick Jagger said “I Can’t Get No Satisfaction”

The girls are all around but none of them wanna get with me

My threads are…

Fresh and I’m lookin’ def, yo, what’s up with LOC?

In west Philadelphia born and raisedOn the playground is where I spent

most of my daysChillin’ out, maxin, relaxin all cool….And all shootin some b’ball outside of

the schoolWhen a couple of guys, who were up to

no goodStarted making trouble in my

neighborhood

Sweat running all over my chest I don’t quit no

I just press harder, yeah, than I ever did before going for

The dreams that I have in store in my mind and I know…

That I’m makin’ it I gotta get mine and nobody’s takin’ it away

Coolin’ by day then at night working up a sweat

C’mon girls, let’s go show the guys that we know

How to become number one in a hot party show…

Now push it

My baby don’t mess around Because she love me so And this I know for shooo... Uh, but does she really wanna But can’t stand to see me Walk out the dooor. Don’t try to fight the feelin’…..

Because the thought alone is killing me right nooww..

I stepped on the stage at Live Aid All the people gave and the poor got paid

And out of speakers I did speak I wore my sneakers but I’m not a sneak….

My Adidas cuts the sand of a foreign land

I look him in his eyes but all heTells me is lies to keep me nearI’ll never leave him down thoughI might mess around it’s only‘Cause I need some affection, oh…

So I creep, yeahJust keep it on the down lowSaid nobody is supposed to know

My man is smooth like Barry, and his voice got bass

A body like Arnold with a Denzel face He’s smart like a doctor with a real good rep

And when he comes home he’s relaxed with Pep….

He always got a gift for me everytime I see him

I been in the game for ten years makin’ rap tunes

Ever since the honeys was wearin’ Sassoon

Now it’s 95 and they clock me and watch me

Diamonds shinin’ lookin’ like I robbed….

Liberace

You wake up late for school man you don’t wanna go

You ask your mom please but she still says no

You miss two classes and no homework…

But your teacher preaches class like you’re some kinda jerk

My tea’s gone cold I’m wondering why I?

Got out of bed at all The morning rain clouds up my window And I can’t see at all And even if I could it’d all be gray But your picture on my wall It reminds me that it’s not so bad… It’s not so bad

Now honey honey come ride DKNY all up in my eye You gotta Prada bag with alotta stuff in it

Give it to your friend let’s spin Everybody lookin’ at me Glancin’ the kid Wishin’ they was….. Dancin’ a jig

I’m not internationally known But I’m known to rock the microphone

Because I get stupid, I mean outrageous

Stay away from me if you’re contagious…

‘Cause I’m the winner, no, I’m not the loser

This speech is my recital, I think it’s very vital

To rock a rhyme, that’s right on time….

It’s tricky is the title, here we go

My baby’s drama mama’s mama don’t like me

She doing things like havin’ her boys come from her neighborhood

To the studio tryin’ to fight me…She need to get a piece of the American pie and take her bit out

Just start to chase your dreams Up out your seats, make your body sway Socialize, get down, let your soul lead the

way Shake it now, go ladies, it’s a livin’ dream Love Life Live Come play the game, our world is free… Do what you want but scream

I said a hip hop Hippie to the hippie The hip, hip a hop, and you don’t stop, a rock it

To the bang, bang, boogie, the beat….

Now, what you hear is not a test- I’m rappin’ to the beat

So I took a big chance at the high school dance

With a lady who was ready to play It wasn’t me she was foolin’ Cause she knew what she was doin’….

When she told me how to walk this way