(feat. The Furious Five)



Ladies and gentlemen

It's now the time

For the Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five MC's!!



[said at first in almost a whisper, getting gradually louder]

We're coming, we're coming, we're coming [x3]

WE'RE HERE!



Ooooh! Haha, woooohh!



Aiyyy mami I wanna get nasty wit you baby, ahahahaha

Aiyyy, tu eta por llamaseta mi amor, Linda, ahahahaha!



We wanna rock, YOU!

We're the kings of swing

And we're chosen to rule

The deans of clean inside the cool school

We're the chiefs of relief

Contained by wild beasts

The finesse of the West, the masterpiece of the East

Hah, the boss of course

As the lord of our fort

The ones with the platinum vocal chords

We're the science of desire

With a magical mic

The monarch of the dark in the night alright

We advertise

And specialize

In the exercise and we'll energize

The young ladies thighs

Cause all the fly guys

Nature's to rise right before their eyes

We're the Earl of the world

And the Air of flair

The Duke of dare, the Mayor of debonaire

Got fine, drink wine

Can dance and dine

Got a first class female oh so fine



[Chorus]

Hey baby, whatever you doin right girl

I just want you to always be easy, and keep on shakin that thing

and I want you - swingin it swingin it swingin

Tell me how now

Like dy-na-mite before it blows

Who needs a band when the beat just goes - boom!



He's Grandmaster, he cuts faster

We're the Furious, serious, and ever so mysterious

Five that's rockin the house



And everybody say PLAY (PLAY)

Say PLAY (PLAY) well OK!



Ho! Everybody c'mon!

Woo! Now now!  Uhh!



People call me crazy, people call me sneak

Just because I'm nasty, they call me a freak, hehe

I am coming over, to your house tonight

I promise to you baby, that I'll do you right, I'm nasty!



I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha (shake your booty)

I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha (we want to rock you)

Just let us rock, you!



Watch your girl and watch your wife

I got the kiss of death, to touch your life

Cause I am the man they call Scorpio

I like fly girls that don't say no



Hey girl, grab my hand, hold on tight

Don't you worry bout a thing Raheem'll do you right

I'm a mint that's fresh huh, a woman's pet

There ain't a thing in the world that I can't get



In the history books or the picture show

It's the golden voice on your radio

I'm the rapper never printed voice is solid gold

I'm playin the role, they call me Kid Creole



And I'm the, the Romeo, of the nasty show

All the ladies in the place, to my house we go

Freakin in the den just to make you move

Cause I'm Cowboy, and I got the groove



As DJ Flash, cuts so mean

That he wanna know your favorite jean

Is it Jordache?  (NO!)  Gloria Vanderbilt?  (NO!)

Maybe it's Sassoon?  (NO!)  How about Sergio?  (I DON'T CARE!)

Could it be Calvin Klein?  (NO!)  Then what is it?  (?????)



Back to the bridge y'all



[Chorus]



Everybody, shake your body

Keep movin and groovin and screamin and shoutin

and helpin us turn it out



Is everybody sayin play?  (PLAY!)

Say play! (PLAY!)  Well OK!



Alright, woo!

Everybody get up!

Oooooeee, yeah!



People say it's dirty, people say it's wrong

They talk about our music, like it's a nasty song

It's nasty!



I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha!

Just let us rock, you!



Got waterbed sets in my limousine

And everytime I'm seen I got to be clean

I tour around the world, to make the people dance

And here's a little message for the ladies in France

?Huh huh, zmapel, Melle Mel? (I have no idea what Melle Mel says)

?Ah dome mal lamate mademoiselle?

?Done wa sing, done marseis?

?Done wa rik no dees!?



I'm seein this girl that I just adore

I'm seein this girl that what I never saw before

The way she was swaying and doing the swing

I had to let her know just about my thing

I'm the M, R, N E-Double S

Come on, ah fly girl, and put me to a test

and I'll rock you, until you give me the rest

I keep on it, until you start to fess



Raheem, in your life, what more can you ask

I bet you can't think of a greater task

I make my light shine on your cloudy days

You can surf if you want to, on my waves

I caress your soft body on those mellow nights

A continuous thing, to the morning light

It's reality, it's not a dream

It's nothing less than the best when it's from Raheem



Now it's my turn so understand

That I'm the Kid Creole, and I'm a ladies man

I don't, have a lot of women hangin on my steez

Only one fine lady that you better believe

I say Annette's her name, and that's the truth

I give a lot of things up, before I turn her loose

It's just her, and that's simple and plain

And that's the only way I run my game



Well I'ma, Cowboy and I'm the real McCoy

I'm chocolate all over like an Almond Joy

Bowlegged cool brother and you will agree

On top of the world for the ladies to see

Gonna hip gonna hop gonna rock the spot

Gonna make everybody wanna rock rock rock

Gonna do it to the East, wanna do it to the West

Gonna make you relax right upon your chest



Grandmaster Flash, is willing and able

He's the king of the cuts on two turntables

He's the GRAND, GRAND, the master man

He's so nice with his hands he don't need no band

Rocks 45's, and 33's

Rocks boys men women and young ladies

He can slice so precise it's almost fun

And he makes better love than a mick makes money



Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick

Slick Rick, Slick Rick (ha ha hah hah hah), hooooooo-ho!!

Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!



(lots of varied conversation to the end, at least one mention of Bob Marley)