Kurtis Blow - Juice Lyrics
I was walkin' down the avenue the other dayWhen I heard this crazy soundIt was nothing but a guy with a set of drumsBut he was really gettin' downHe said my name is Jack and I'm a rhythm attackWhen I got a pair of sticks in handI got savior-faire on the bass and snareAnd I'm here to take my standI got juiceThe next to show was a guy named JoeCame in from KalamazooHad a Kango cap with a real smooth rapAnd he knew just what to doHe was an outta work bricklayer,part-time conga playerBrought along a set of LP'sDon't do a lot of talkin',let my fingers do the walkin'And I play just as pretty as you pleaseI got juiceThere was a guy with a bass,had a handsome faceAnd designer clothes all aroundHe said I'm into threads,don't wear Pro KedsBut I can make that funky soundI play Fender Jazz,I got razz-ma-tazzI got style from head to toeIt's a funky sound that I learned uptownAnd I'm here to let you knowI got juiceAbout a minute went by when another guyShowed up with an old guitarWell it hard to be from World War IIIOr run over by a carIt don't look like much,but it's sweet to touchThey don't make'em like this todayIt's been around,but check the soundThen see what you sayI got juiceThere was a dude with a bongo,came from the CongoHad a rough beat of his ownHe dressed real strangle,wore beads and chainsBut he could rock you all aloneHe said call me Chief and I've got reliefFor those weary dancin' bluesI got jungle heat from a primative beatAnd I know I'll move your shoes,HUH-HUHI got juiceThe next to show was Kurtis BlowWith timbales in his handsWell I'm known for rap and I play with snapAnd I think you'll understandNow I was taught to play in a different wayBy a dude known as DelgadoHe said listen to me and you soon will beA timbale desparatoI got juiceWhat do you say when you're bustin' looseJUICE,JUICEIt's good for the gander and chilly for the gooseJUICE,JUICEBreakin' out from that weekday nooseJUICE,JUICEGettin' down on the one and up on the deuceJUICE.JUICE
