Boogie Down Productions - 7 Dee Jays Lyrics
[krs-one]Yes! chillin in the place right nowHarmony and heather b, ms. melodieDj jamal-ski, dj kenny parkerAnd of course we are gettin much darkerBecause the africanism is in effectSo check it out, man!And try not to bite the lyricsPoi!So come in now with the chorus of the dayBecause we dont playChorus: krs-oneIt takes 7 dee jays to control a soundIt takes one soundsystem playin music loudIt takes 7 dee jays to control a soundBut d-nice, youre gonna make the party live[d-nice]Bust it, yoI love to diss whores, I love to do toursMakin young ladies just drop their drawersAnd when they drop em, I dont kick em, check itLike the fat boys said, i brrrrrrrr, stick em!From that point on, I say were on for the nightBut I love it when the girl just call me d-niceAnd if she gets bold and try to ask for a feeI say, please hoe, its all about me[heather b]Its not the star spangled banner or the red white and blueBut the underground sister from the edutainment crewSo what you do, is back up if you work for bushCause all the presidential prison pushin politiciansGotta get mushed, gimme back my land you suckaYou beat down my father and you raped my mother africaAnd now you wanna laugh at herI feel like pickin up a razor, and slashin yaSnatch up margaret thatcher and unmaskin herTo find out shes a man without a manicureGo to president deklerk without askin herAnd bust some shots for south africaAnd if margaret jumps in, I start bashin herFor every freedom fighter start crashin herAnd then heather b will get nastierAnd pull out my two shot derringerCause yes, heather b comes classierCause heather b, jamal-ski, and krs the trainerMakes up the dope crew called, edutainerYoull find the law of balance on the two turntablesSo look out for the fresh edutainer label[krs-one]Biddi-by-by, by, by-by-by, jamal-ski, ki-ki-kiyah![jamal-ski] {best guess}Jump up and be upon the mic and stick emCome follow me the man me work for the micThey call me top celebrityMe bigga me badda mad hatta me callin it well and dead-lyMe nah got no nine millimeter, me not want ya uziBut I kill run a leggin on misses danceeBlam! blam! we comin out and yes you are the donYou hold for the mic upon they call me lyrical championMe bigga me black, me know if me chat, ya know me and ya doneMe read from genesis unto relevationMe nice and into england, nice it up in ja-panMe have armitage, me have enough styleeMe whyla, grab the mic andna, sing to me, andna[krs-one]Come in de dance with the nuff styleeAnd krs-one, now comin in with harmony[harmony]Now Im comin to the dancehall, everybody callFollow me follow me, sister harmonyI perk, perk, perk, perk you up-aYou dont need no coffee, let me, fill your cup-aPerk, perk, perk, perk you up-aYou dont need no coffee, let me, fill your cupIm a, stimulator, administratorActivator, initiatorCaptivator, originatorPerculator, perk you upIts harmony, the minor keyThat moves with the rhythm passionatelyI aint ego trippin I do it humblyCause everybodys bound to hear the sound of bdpIts easy, for me you seeI aint the one or the two, Im the threeAnd three (badda-ba-ba-by-by) its the magic numberrr(badda-ba-ba-by-by)Chorus: krs-oneIt takes 7 dee jays to control a soundIt takes one soundsystem playin music loudIt takes 7 dee jays to control a soundBut krs, youre gonna make the party live[krs-one]Well now its blastmaster krs-oneWhen we come in the dance, my lyrics not donePray to my father cause yes me are the sonCause you are the guide and my pro-tectionAny sucker mc must run comeKyant test the boogie down production manMove ya ras claat, bdp stand alone1990 lyrics pon the microphoneEvery posse know we come in the danceWe teach reality-ta-tee anReality, reality-ta-ta-teeWe nah deal with sickness and negativityWe come up in the dance in the ruff styleeIn the discipline krs-one is just a flyerCome up in the dance with my man called edi ayahOn the con-sole we have the man d-squareCome up in the dance, and him must comb him hair-ahCome up in the dance, and me let off a clip-ahAt george bush, cause him d my niggaKrs-one, him the president comeThe crew called bdp, melo-di-di-de-de[ms. melodie]Comin live and direct in full effectMs. m-e-l-o-d-i-e on the mic checkWell Im up in your face like the wind from a blizzardGot my wrap around your throat, like youre chokin on a gizzardIf someone said, well damn, who is it?Its ms. melodie, the real, so get with it[? ]Fatalistic pessimistic, a big conspiracyThe way they treat blacks, in white societyIts erection rebellion, revolution uprisinTakin no shorts, because jah is guidinGovernment they try to manage and ruleDictate, regulate, and perpetrate the foolThats why I search, explore, inspect, investigateDrop down knowledge, and kill dub plates[krs-one]Kill dub plate-ah mi say kill dub plate-ahKill dub plate-ah mi say kill dub plate-ahKrs-one, boy, must come fi straighterComin up and doin the dance but not from eighty-eight-ahEvery posse know me come in the dance not laterCome in early, every posse captivatorKrs-one, and enough herb gate-ahCome up in the dance, and we cannot debate-ahKrs-one, them call me krs-one-ahKrs-one, me come to nice up any ja-a-amKrs-one, them call me krs-one-ahKrs-one, me come to nice up any jamMe comin in the dance, with the crew called bdp-ahDown with the set is a harmony-ahMs. melodie and my man kenny p ahCome in jam and look at what a raw stylee[jamal-ski] {best gues}Them name me permanent, permanent, permanent, permanentPick-a-dig-dinnyJump up upon me come to run it againMe work pon the microphone you betta tell your best friendTell your mudda and tell you faddaAnd tell your sista and yuh brudaA when they hold fi di mic they call me dj murderahhMe lyrical champion, they call me lyrical championLyrical champion, they call me lyrical champion, follow me nowLyrical champion, well they call me lyrical champion, flash itOil the mic and ah, me on the jamJump upon the mala the mic in ah me hand an aWhen me do that, the dancehall fi runSome of dem sell fi cocaine, some of dem sell ganjahBut Im the one msn jamal me sell the culture stylahAnd me hold pon the microphone, they call me entertainerNow, top celebrity, top celebrity, top celebrity rankinTop celebrity, top celebrity, hoo-hah, ha-hah!Top celebrity, top celebrity, top celebrity rankinIm the one jamal-ski dem from new york city-ahWhat dey call me, bdp posse an aJamal now can rewind styleeRewind circulate, never ever imitateWhen me hold pon the microphone, say me lyrics dem greatTest me, and youll, test your fateBlam! blam! jamal now can know yes you are the don an aCome in now krs-one, an a[krs-one]Ma-ma, ma-ma, maMa-ma, ma-ma, maMa-ma-ma-ma, maMe a melt down the sound-ahMelt down the sound, come mi say melt down the sound-ahKrs-one, the master of the verb and noun ahJump in the dance and my skin is yes brownerKings, mash up, crownQueen, rip up, dancehall gown ahEvery posse know that we ah rule every soundJump up in the dance and run every town ahDj, nuff, clownCome up in the dance, bucks em right down ahIf you a prince well flood ya and you drown ahKrs-one ah, mash up better sound ahSatan in the dance, we a mash right down ahDown, to the groundKrs him have the number one soundSound sound sound, sound-sound sound sound soundNumber one sound what in creationPlay with yourself its called masturbationChop it off, castrationJesus christ get the crucifixionThree days later, resurrectionHes comin back, read revelationClose the book, pick up your gunAnd fight in the african revolutionRighteous man, get liberationWicked man get executionIts called the battle of armageddeonThrough my mouth is a translationUnto recknoning to circulationNuff african educationDj kenny parker yes you are the donEdutainer teach nuff wisdomChorus: krs-oneIt takes 7 dee jays to control a soundIt takes one soundsystem playin music loudIt takes 7 dee jays to control a soundBut scott larock, youre gonna make the party liveIt takes1 dee jay, jigga jay ah jay ah jayAh 1 a jay jay ah jigga jay ah jayIt takes 1, jigga jay jay, a jigga jay jayAh 1 a jay jay ah jigga jayIt takes a jigga to your face, a jigga jay jayAh 1 a jay jay ah jigga jay, a jigga jigga1 a jay jay a jay jigga jay a jay1 jigga jay a jigga jay a jigga jay a1..
