Paroles de la chanson Rappin' With Mr. Magic par Mr. Magic

Check it out y'all
Some people say Connecticut can't rock
But I'm here to make you all hip and hop
It's not about the freak, it's not about the rock
It's a brand new dance we call the punk rock
It's kinda like the dog and it's kinda like the Duke
C'mon everybody lemme see your body work
But first of all, I'd like to let you all know
That I'm here to bust ya out in stereo
I said the name of the emcee you're checkin' out
Is one of the baddest, without a doubt
I say I go by the name of the double M
Mr. Magic, I tell you once again
And when I get down the emcees check me out
Cause they know I'm the funky emcee sure shot

Let's rock, let's rock
Whether you're walkin' down the street with your box in your hand
Or you're sittin' in your house, checkin' out this jam
Well you might be at the disco throwin' down so hard
Or you might be cruisin', ridin' in your car
This is a rap from New Haven's funky emcee crew
Here to bust ya out on turntables one and two
One time, shock the house
Two times, shock the house
I say the women like me for my sex
And my name's Mr. Magic and I must confess
When I kiss their lips, I feel their chests
They say "Mr. Magic you are better than the rest"
Well you know my name, it ain't about
Females, get ready so I can bust you all out

Females, shock the house
Fly guys, shock the house
Everybody, shock the house
I'm the L-O-V-E the B-O-Y
The boy is bad, you can't deny
I said I float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
I'm not talkin' bout just what your eyes can see
Like Ricochet Rabbit & Droop-a-Long
I'm Mr. Magic, here on the microphone
Young ladies delight, young ladies galore
I'm Mr. Magic and I summons you to the floor
You rock to the rhythm and you rock to the sound
This emcee here, is puttin' down
I said c'mon girls, you know what to do
Keep rockin' to the rhythm like I tell ya to
Now throw your hands in the air
And rock 'em to the beat like you just don't care
Now if you feel like makin' a little noise

On the count of two say Magic and the crew
One, two (Magic and the crew!)
Like Charlie Brown, who's got a hit
Fly guys let me hear you say oh shit (Oh shit!)
I said me and the devil had a fight
Well I hit him in the head with a loopin' right
By the look in his eyes I can see he was surprised
I knew he couldn't take much more
So I said to myself just how much more
Can this mother-suckin' devil DJ endure
Let's rock, let's rock
Let's rock to the rhythm that just don't stop
Now everybody, when I say "don't stop"
I wanna hear you all say the rock-rock-rock
Don't stop (The rock-rock-rock!)
Don't stop (The rock-rock-rock!)
Like Jimmy Carter with his big white teeth

Like Little Bo Peep who lost her sheep
Like Isaac Hayes, he simply was amazed
When I rocked the mic and put him in a daze
Like the Frankie Crocker show, don't you know we're on?
Like my man [?] who will rock you on and on
Like Bernard [?] for [?]
I'm gonna rock and freak ya all out tonight
Well as we travel all through the state gettin' down
And I must start off with my own hometown
We're New Haven y'all, where I first got my chance
When I rocked the mic and put you in a trance
You go dip-dip dive and socialize
You're rockin' with the baddest emcee alive
Go on and on, and on and on
It goes on like hot butter on what? (Popcorn!)

Like a Ginger Rogers and a Fred Astaire
New Haven, lemme hear you say "oh yeah" (Oh yeah!)
Go oooh-oooh (Oooh-oooh!)
Ooooh-oooh (Oooh-oooh!)
So if you hear me say the name of your town
Just let me know you're there by sayin' "we're down!"
Stamford! (We're down!)
Norwalk! (We're down!)
Bridgeport! (We're down!)
New Haven! (We're down!)
Ansonia! (We're down!)
Waterbury! (We're down!)
Meriden! (We're down!)
Middletown! (We're down!)
Hartford! (We're down!)

Well don't you know I went on
I went further up north past [?]
When I bust 'em out, in stereo
I said Windsor, Connecticut I made a stop too
Well I made everyone do the boogaloo
I said out of Connecticut, in Springfield
Where I shocked the ladies, and gave them a [?]
They said Mr. Magic, you're doin' the real deal
By the time I hit Boston the punk rock was on
Well I rocked everybody to the break of dawn
Well I rocked them good, I rocked them the best
I rocked them with style and I rocked with finesse
I went into New York City where the women are so pretty
Rockin' on the microphone
New York, check me out, cause I'm hot
I'm Connecticut's number one emcee jock

So you other emcee better watch your step
Because I'm from Connecticut and I'm the best yet
Said the word was out, I was comin' to town
I was comin' to the Garden to get down
It was the biggest job that I ever had
Let me tell you about this emcee who was mighty glad
Because never me, not even in my wildest dreams
I never coulda even thought I [?]
Not on the [?] and don't be late
I be rockin' the whole damn New York state
Got me and Madison Square Garden [?] form
Let me tell you I was really ready to perform
They came from the Bronx, Brooklyn and Manhattan
They came from Harlem too
They came by plane, boat and car
They even came by the old choo-choo
They came from New Jersey, Philly, and DC

They all wanted to pay a look at me
They came from North and South Carolina
Florida, Chicago, and Long Island
They came from Atlanta, LA, and Hollywood
Let me tell you [?] had to be mighty good
It was a date and time New York will never forget
When I rocked 'em on the mic from [?] to Mississip-
I said M-R-M-A-G
Then you add a little I, then you add a little C
Now clap your hands
Stomp your feet
Now clap your hands, stomp your feet
Everybody get down to the disco beat
Now for all the people who are crowded all around
If I say your city, state, or town say you're down
Boston! (We're down!)
Springfield! (We're down!)
Connecticut! (We're down!)
New York! (We're down!)
Brooklyn! (We're down!)
Harlem! (We're down!)
Bronx! (We're down!)
Manhattan! (We're down!)
Long Island! (We're down!)
New Jersey! (We're down!)
Philly! (We're down!)
DC! (We're down!)
North Carolina! (We're down!)
South Carolina! (We're down!)
Atlanta! (We're down!)
Chicago! (We're down!)
LA! (We're down!)
Hollywood! (We're down!)
When Don Cornelius called me up [?] the show
Well I packed my bags and I was ready to go
I snatched 747 out of the sky
Jumped in the driver's seat and I started to fly
Now here I am on the Soul Train show
Everybody's waitin' for me to go
I started out by sayin' once upon a time
A very long time ago
There were two sisters named Stella and Bertha
But they didn't have a stereo
So they made up a dance everybody called the [?] boogie
She said everybody better look out
Cause I'm Bertha and I'll sock it to ya
So movin' right along, back up my time, back in the 1980s
Now everybody know the punk rocks on
Cause I'm on Soul Train, singin' my song
For all the people in the Soul Train line
I want you all to turn loose and shake your behind
So right after I finished singin' my song
Don came out and said that I was really right on
So we talked for awhile [?] end the show
He said these words before I go
He said peace and love to all of you
Then I jumped on the mic and said bye too
Now just because I didn't name your town
Don't think that it means you can't get down
It's just that it's, the end of the song
And I really must be movin' on
So [?] it's time to go
You've been checkin' out the sure-shot emcee show
To the beat
To the beat
To the beat-beat-beat-b-beat!

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