Step right up, Hurry, hurry, Hurry

Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls

Children of all ages

Move closer and bear witness to the one who cuts on

Not one, not two, but three turntables

Known throughout the four corners of the world as

The Fastest Man Alive



He’s The Fastest Man Alive

Cut it up Flash

He’s The Fastest Man Alive



Breakdown!



Born in a ghetto, lived in a slum

But he was raised high and mighty to be number one

The park was his stage, cost didn’t exist

And everybody was invited to be a witness

Running things on the South Bronx streets

Known for great feats of skill and techniques

He’s the priest of the beats, the king of the scratch

And all the rest are just a product of wacks!



He’s The Fastest Man Alive

Cut it up Flash

He’s The Fastest Man Alive



Breakdown!



Pull up your seats, class is in session

The master’s gonna teach you all a good lesson

It’s an open invitation despite what you’ve heard

And the first to come will be the first served

Perpetrated a fraud, said that you was the best

You tried to fool the public and lied to the press

You wasn’t even all of that way back in the past

When you know you learned all you know from Flash!



He’s The Fastest Man Alive

Cut it up Flash

He’s The Fastest Man Alive



Breakdown!



Cuts are controlled by the swiftness of hand

The Turntables obey his every command

The method he uses, you say could never be bought

And only by the Grandmaster could he ever be taught

Now you gather ‘round the stage to watch him perform

Taking notes for the next time you go on

But you can’t duplicate it, so don’t even try

Because the Grandmaster’s hands are quicker than the eye



He’s The Fastest Man Alive

Cut it up Flash

He’s The Fastest Man Alive



Bus’ dis



He wrote the book on the tricks that you’ve learnt

And the name wasn’t given homeboy, was earned

He’s the man called Flash, fresh from the beginning

Taking out sucker D.J’s for a living

King of Hip Hop, godfather of rock

Cuts are leaving D.J’s in a state of shock

You took the name Grandmaster and you made it your own

Well it belongs to Flash and you should leave it alone

Now fate’s taking it’s toll on the road you stole

And you can’t live up to the name you hold

Grandmaster’s his name you just can’t take

If the people don’t give it to you, you’re fake

You can’t hide the shame, you’re every bit a disgrace

And the guilt is written all over your face

There’s no doubt about it, not a question to ask

The Fastest Man Alive is Grandmaster Flash