Dr Octagon - 1977 Lyrics
Yeahhh! youre listening to the sounds, from the boogie down bronx!Kooool keith!! performing with mean jean, cordio the grand wizardThe ill brothers, at the t-connectionBust them flavors, more rap styles than life savorsDamage kids with suits with champagne and fake alligatorsIm for the repercussion, my style is bumrushinMcs get back, that black brother sound wackA bust a new style, grease your hair with nunileDo wrecks flex the bronx fronters that step up nextNew jacks cant rap, stomp your feet and make your hands clapThe kid is *****oo, your screw up on the mic is doodooThats word to mom duke, you wack you get the bootIts casanova, bronx kid all overSwift to shift top mc out to shoot the giftMorisena projects, my neighbors took your rolexYou get action, talkin loud walkin up in jacksonMy little cousin bronx crews about to move on youYeahhh! patterson projects is in the house!Websters in the house! the non is in the house!Melrose is in the house! jackson, is in the house!Yeah!I come real deal rap style back like holyfieldCheck em at the door, and watch crews with steelWith the l brothers, we hittin freaks undercoversTo the left side, you on the back doorI got a oj ready, with pink whitewallsAh yes yes yall, and you dont stop the body rock*****block my friends, you count tens in your benzRappers know they toy, I blast your rhyme skillKid yo, step up like elroyYou know the steelo, from new york to puerto ricoYoull tell me bro... yeah, Im kool keith chiefYou been out two weeksDont try to ill, cause youre plastic no frillYeahhh! next week at the p-a-l!!Grandmaster flash and the furious five!Battling kool herc and the herculoidsAfrika bambaata and the mighty zulu nation, soulsonic and cosmicBe there! two dollars before ten!With special guests, the cold, crush, brothers!
