Adam Ant - 5 Guns West

Artist: Adam Ant
Music Album: Prince Charming
(Music Song Lyrics):
Adam ant/marco pirroni

Ladies can be captains and ladies can be chiefs
Just like glorious amazons, ann bonny, mary read
Ladies can be captains and ladies can be chiefs
This stuff i'm talking buddy-bob
Don't give me any grief

5 guns west

I'm a big tough man with a big tough plan
Gonna take a whirl with a big tough girl
I'm a big tough man with a big tough plan
Gonna spend my life with a big tough wife

A woman's wrath hath no man, and this all men must fear
These were ladies from hell, carving crimson careers
Ladies can be captains and ladies can be chiefs
This stuff i'm talking buddy-bob
Don't give me any grief

5 guns west

I'm a big tough man with a big tough plan
Gonna spend my day in a big tough way
I'm a big tough man with a big tough plan
Gonna take a whirl with a big tough girl

5 guns west

I'm a big tough man with a big tough plan
Gonna spend my life with a big tough wife
I'm a big tough man with a big tough plan
Gonna take a whirl with a big tough girl
Im' a big tough man and my name is stan
Gonna take a ride with my big tough bride
I'm a big tough man with a big tough plan
Gonna spend my day in a big tough way
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Adam Ant 5 Guns West

Johnny OKeefe - So Tough

Artist: Johnny OKeefe
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Well she's so tou-ou-Ou-ou-Ou-Ou-ou-ough
That's why I love 'er, love 'er
Well I saw a pretty little girly walkin' down the street
Ah-ah, the kind of girly that I'd like to meet
Huh, Ah-ah she held my ha-and a-and she was so fine
Now tell me darlin' will you-ou-ou-ou be mine
I know I love her dearly
I really love that chick
So I really love 'er
I know I'm gonna tell her that I really really love 'er
And I'll never never never let her go
Never let her go
'Cause she's so tou-ou-Ou-ou-Ou-Ou-ou-ough
That's why I love 'er, love 'er

Well that girl and I were married sought of
Happy as can be
Oh yeah I liked he-er a-and she loved me
Oh yeah, we're gonna be together ju-ust wait and see
Well call it love, well ye-e-e-sir-eeee

I know I love her dearly
I really love that chick
So I really love 'er
I know I'm gonna tell her that I really really love 'er
And I'll never never never let her go
Never let her go
'Cause she's so tou-ou-Ou-ou-Ou-Ou-ou-ough
That's why I love 'er, love 'er

So tough, ah-hah, she's tough, ah-hah
Man she's a tough chick (she what)
Man that chick just tuuuurrrns me on (what's tuuurrrnin' on)
You know what I like
So tough
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Johnny OKeefe So Tough

Wynonna Judd - Rock Bottom

Artist: Wynonna Judd
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
When you hit rock bottom
You've got two ways to go
Straight up
And sideways
I have seen my share of hard times
And I'm letting you know
Straight up
Is my way

Things are tough all over
But I've got good news
When you get down to nothing
You've got nothing to lose
I was born naked
But I'm glory bound
And a dead end street
Is just a place to turn around

[Chorus]

When the sky is the limit
Up on easy street
Rock bottom
Ain't no place to be
Rock bottom
Ain't no place for me

When the law of the jungle
Is the law of the land
Good luck
Stayin' alive
I keep a clinched fist under
This hat in my hand
'Cause only the strong survive

Things are tough all over
But I've got good news
When you get down to nothin'
You've got nothin' to lose
Anyway, rock bottom
Is good solid ground
And a dead end street
Is just a place to turn around

When the sky is the limit
Up on easy street
Rock bottom
Ain't no place to be
Rock bottom
Ain't no place for me
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Wynonna Judd Rock Bottom

Biohazard: Justified Violence

Artist: Biohazard
Music Album: Biohazard
(Music Song Lyrics):
Tough times ahead of me
Tough times behind
I fight for my life, I fight till I die
I fight to save my mind


It's justified violence
It burns from within
Sometimes a man must fight
It's not always a sin
It's not a sin !


Justified violence
Justified violence !


An innocent victim becomes the pun,
hat thriving fools in search of some fun
It's not fun to fight ten to one
Some won't accept it
that you won't conform
Like bees upon honey the animals swarm
Unjust acts come back to you, I warn


Chorus (2X)


Thos who don't fight fair,
you'd best beware
Fight to be yourself
Do unto others
as you'd have done to you


A beating was given in an unfair fight,
revenge is planned, a posse in the night
Street justice decides wrong from right
For the blood and the honor
the sucker will pay,
we will show them the meaning of prey
Today is judgement day


Chorus (2X)


When you're latying face down
and you're part of the ground
What comes around goes around -
Justified violence
When you're down in the streets
get back on your feet
Defending you're pride for justified
violence


Justified violence
Justified violence
Justified violence

Olsen Twins - Lazy Rainy Afternoon

Artist: Olsen Twins
Music Album: The Case Of The Volcano Mystery
(Music Song Lyrics):
Chorus:
Can we talk I got something to say.
I really hate it when it rains all day.
Now we're sitting here with nothing to do,
On a lazy, rainy, afternoon.
Mom suggested we could clean up our room.
I thought she was joking until she gave us a broom.

Now were sitting here with nothing to do, on a lazy, rainy, afternoon.

Let's start a circus right here in our room.
A sort of travelling fair.
I'll be the juggler, you be the clown.
You look so good with green hair.

Let's stage a play right here in our room.
That to be or not to be stuff.
Even Shakespeare had to start out somewhere.
The road to stardom is tough.

We're just so bored we don't know what to do.
We need adventure to help get us through.

Now were sitting here with nothing to do, on a lazy, rainy, afternoon.

Let's wear our clothes all inside out
And see if anyone cares.
Let's draw big dots on our faces and hands
And see if anyone stares.

Let's go exploring for treasure and gold.
There's some downstairs, I have a hunch.
Let's make a raid to the kitchen and back.
I'm getting hungry for lunch.

Chorus

On a lazy, rainy, afternoon.
On a lazy, rainy, afternoon
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Biohazard: End Of My Rope

Artist: Biohazard
Music Album: New World Disorder
(Music Song Lyrics):
Where to run to, where to hide, much too full to swallow my pride
But I'm still haunted by something inside as if another part of me has died.

Paralyzed, I close my eyes, the pain inside surrounds me.
Petrified, life fades away, at the end of my rope I'm waiting.

Sometimes I feel like I'm all alone, empty inside, out of control.
My heart a void, my empty soul, until it's filled I'll never be whole.
How did things ever get so bad, sinking empty, full of despair
I find myself alone and scared, in a world where nobody cares.

A hopeless end, afraid deep inside
Relief from my pain, the end a suicide.
The tears I've cried have left me blind
I yearn to find peace, a presence of mind.

I said I'd stand with you forever if you needed me
Help, arm in arm, hand over fist and carry you when necessary
Like a fool I thought we'd walk tall forever all as one
When the going got tough you stopped pushing and turned to run.

I tried so hard, so sad to watch you drown.

You turned and pointed fingers at the truest friend you ever had,
And I prayed to God you'd find relief from the things that made your life sad.
We were down forever, together forever all as one,
But when the time came to step up and do it right, you turned to run.

I tried so hard, to help you hold it down
You never helped yourself, so sad to watch you drown.
I tried so hard, to help you save your life
You never helped yourself, shut the door and say good-bye.

You and me, eye to eye, hands tied together, live or die
Walk tall forever, all as one, never again, you turned to run.
All for None

Olsen Twins - I Am A Kid

Artist: Olsen Twins
Music Album: I Am The Cute One
(Music Song Lyrics):
I am a kid. Let's get that right
I'm red and yellow. I'm black. I'm white
On a sunny day, on a stormy night
Gonna toot my whistle, gonna shine my light.

I am a kid.
I am a kid.
I am a kid.
I'm a kid. I'm a kid. I'm a k-i-d.
A k-i-d, that's me.

I am a kid. Let's get that straight.
I'm seven. I'm eleven. I'm five. I'm eight.
They say I gotta grow up but I can wait.
I love love. And I hate hate.

I am a kid.
I am a kid.
I am a kid.
I'm a kid. I'm a kid. I'm a k-i-d.
A k-i-d spells me.
I'm a kid. I'm a kid. I'm a k-i-d.
A k-i-d and that spells me.

I am a kid. Just wanna say "Hi"
Life is tough but so am I
Even on that rainy day
I'm gonna be okay.

Chorus:
I am a kid (I'm a k-i-d)
I am a kid (I'm a k-i-d)
I am a kid (I'm a k-i-d)
I'm a k-i-d.

I'm just a kid tryin' to have some fun
Without hurtin' anyone
I'll sing until I'm done.
I am a k-i-d.

Now you might think that I talk too loud.
Or maybe you think my head's in a cloud.
But I'm just a kid, doing my thing.
Singing what only a kid can sing.

Chorus

Come on along and be a kid with me.
Cause every kid has got a right to be
It's time for kids to make some history.
So everybody let you kid be free
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Carly Simon feat Tim Curry - Pure Sin

Artist: Carly Simon feat Tim Curry
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
I can barely see your sneakers
You say I got to keep my head down
You're painting my portrait
In a red velvet gown

How do you see me
As demure and discreet?
But do you know what I'll do
Do you know what I'll do
When I go out on the street?

Pure sin, pure sin
The kind you won't mind
The kind there could be trouble in

I can barely see your sneakers
You know they look pretty rough
Well I bet when you get loaded
You can get pretty tough

you pass me the caviar
Say "Hey baby do you want something to eat?"
But do you know what I'll do
Do you know what I'll do
When I go out on the street?

Pure sin, pure sin
The kind you won't mind
The kind there could be trouble in

I can barely see your sneakers
You're dripping paint all over the place
Why not get right to the point
And splash it right on my face!

How do you see me?
As silly and sweet?
But do you know what I'll do
When I go out on the street.

Pure sin, pure sin
The kind you won't mind
The kind there could be trouble in
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4ft Fingers - Working Hero

Artist: 4ft Fingers
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
Excuse me sir may I shake your hand
Would you like to know our plan
I don't want to work hear any more
This job is a stress and a bore

I am used and abused
I am just a working hero
I am used and abused
I am just a working hero

I am used and abused
I am just a working hero

I'd go for a burger at Mcshite
even tough it'd taste alright
all our bosses think that there so funny
just because they wipe there arses
with their own money

I am used and abused
I am just a working hero
I am used and abused
I am just a working hero

I am used and abused
I am just a working hero

Excuse me sir but were out of stock
would you kindly f-ck off to another shop
give me your little hands
break your (4ft) Fingers 'cas you don't understand

I am used and abused
I am just a working hero
I am used and abused
I am just a working hero

I am used and abused
I am just a working hero

I am used and abused
I am just a working hero
I am used and abused
I am just a working hero

I am used and abused
I am just a working hero
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Biz Markie: This is Something for the Radio

Artist: Biz Markie
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
[Verse One]
This is another hit from Biz Markie
Dedicated to the radio, not he or she
Be-cause it's time for them to get recognized
This is my version of the Nobel Peace Prize
That's why I'm comin out my face like this
Far as negativity, you never get dissed
If it wasn't for you, nobody would know
That's why this is something for the radiohhhh

[Verse Two]
This rhyme is dedicated to the radio DJ's
That play all the hits on seven days
And even on the weekends, the DJ's will be freakin
Without a doubt because everyone is unique-and
The way they cut the records, and be talkin
It sound doo doo EXTRA CRAZY DEF on the Walkman
To all the disc jockey's that's on the go
This is something for the radiohhhh

{*Biz ad libbing a harmony of "for the radio" randomly*}

Now I'ma kick it like this

[Verse Three]
I'd like to thank all the people state to state
For requestin my records on the radio great-ly
appreciate what you've done for me
And my reward to you is my M-U-S-I-C
Straight up, I make the music just for you
So you can do the extra crazy Biz Mark dance too
Or even do the dance made up by yourself
As long as you're in good phy-sical health
Because you're the one that make the radio hype
Like fresh tobacco and a brand new pipe
A program director always pick the right hits
Like puttin some salt and pepper and butter on grits
I ALWAYS look up to program directors
Cause they're the ones, the jam selectors
A couple of years ago when I didn't have a record player
On the radio I thought to myself sayin
If I ever get the chance to playin my stuff
I'm gonna make everything extra tough
Cause radio will last to

Biz Markie: Buck Wild

Artist: Biz Markie
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
Thanks to dj.flash@pobox.com for these lyrics.

Hey I'd like to tell you a little story
about my man named Dee
Yo, even from when he was little
he was like kinda on a tough tip
Doin all that stuff
But, I'ma tell you the way..
.. it should really go like..
.. the way he would say it now check this out

When I was young, he always dreamed of bein rich
But compared to then, that'd been a big switch
Drivin big cars, wearin rings and ropes
but man without a plan all he had was hopes
So he sat down, and thought, what he wanted to be
But it seems, no occupation had appeal to Dee
He didn't wanna be a doctor, he don't like school
It wasn't that he was dumb, he just thought he was too cool
Cause all the moneymakers and the big-time crooks
he never ever seen NONE of them carryin books
He used to be on the block, do whatever they pleased
Never had a nine to five, but STILl clocked G's
Harold Reuben, Freewood Ave would make a man of them too
And he thought, yeah that's the life, he wanna do like they do
So he start to flip and cut class with the big boys
Take other kids toys, cause he didn't dig noid
He'd rather run the block and watch the hustlers play
And he'll say, he wanna be just like that one day
He used to run in the stores, steal cookies and candy bars
Watchin the pimps roll by in they fancy cars
But never did the thought even pass
at the time, he 'posed to have his behind in class
So when report cards came, all he received was a F jack
And he got his neck smacked, for cold gettin left back
But yet and still, he didn't care
Cause to him, school's for the birds so he didn't belong there
When he was only eight he hung out with the pros
And he went, from stealin candy, to boostin clothes
He used to dip out the class, go straight to the mall
And he'll take, ANYTHING from anybody at all
His neighbors used to ask his mother "Brown what's WRONG witcha child?
He done ROBBED my damn house again, yo that kid is buck wild.."

Yo, I don't know whassup, but he be BUGGIN word up
Yo that yo.. I'm just sayin like this
I don't whassup, but
I think you will understand a little bit more of the situation
I'ma say like he would say it, on this second part
So just check this out aight?
Just kick it one two three, go head, go head man, go head

He was a crook -- at the age of nine
Do whatever it took -- he'll ROB YOU BLIND
Snatchin pocketbooks, robbin blind ol men
way back WHEN.. when he was only ten
Then when he was in 5th grade, he carried a switchblade
Tried to stay rich to keep him and his bitch paid
And if he ever had to travel somewhere far
Take a bus? PSSH - HE'D GO STEAL HIM A CAR!
He'd always choose to live his life the wild way
Tag?! Russian Roulette is what he'll play
His moms and pops told him when he first reached Junior High
the way you live determine just how soon you die
And he didn't care because to him it was fun
and he was only THIRTEEN when he got his first gun
He robbed stores and did stick-ups frequently
Gave a new name to juvenile delinquency
And yeah you know that, he, was on the go
Seven days of the week, he kept his pockets full of dough
But he was headed for a dead end fast
Cold riskin his ass for petty cash that didn't last
Went back and forth to jail six times
for stolen cars and stick-up and various crimes
So when he sit in his cell, he reminisce as a child
it don't pay to do crime today, so don't be buck wild..

Ay that that that's a little bit of a lesson
for all the kids out there you know now
Yeah yeah yeah you know what I'm sayin
And this is comin from
The Grand High Exalted Mystic Ruler
Ain't no one cooler
In 7th grade I had a teacher named Mr. Dulah
who used to wear his pants up to his chest
And I want you to just listen
cause.. this is no joke, so don't be buck wild..

Bishop: True Crimes

Artist: Bishop
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
[Intro]
True...crime (Fire Squad)
True...crime
True...crime (here we go)
True...crime

[Bishop]
Good Lord they shootin' at me
Smile on my face 'cause I'm trigger happy
Bitch get my drink and make it snappy
'fore I leave your ass screamin' for a taxi
True Crimes and nothin' but
I just seen that nigga Reuben jack a ice cream truck
Then quick across the street and rob a Pizza Hut
American Idol ain't my title
I'm Elmer Fudd with a big ass rifle
Lurkin' the block, homicidal
And robbin' nuns, gimme your bible (I'm kidding)
Don't you know I'm loco homes
With a trenchcoat like Sherlock Holmes
Full of shotguns and big ass chromes (why)
Set to break in all your homes (why)
And take that, take that, like Puffy Combs

[Chorus: Bishop]
Gimme your gun, gimme your knife (why)
It's True Crimes, better run for your life
Hide your kids, hold your wife (why)
It's True Crimes, better touch your ice
Cut your purse, stash your cash (why)
It's True Crimes, I'm about to blast
Call the cops and lock your doors (why)
It's True Crimes, and I'm taking yours

[Bishop]
Went up to the store and I picked 'em
Mask and gloves, guess what, it's a stick 'em
Gimme all your money honey and a big gold band
Too quick bitch witch don't say no I'm so
Out my mind I can't be serious
Get hit so hard you'll have an out of body experience
No interference with the current proceedings
Or you'll be well in sand for some serious beatings
Oh hi, oh my it's a tough guy
Get your face messed up like I'm Vanilla Sky
You used to be a super-size now you're just a small fry
Ain't got enough gas so I do a walk-by (b

Biz Markie: Vapors

Artist: Biz Markie
Music Album: Goin' Off
(Music Song Lyrics):
These lyrics are replacing the current one which have some flaws:::


Can you feel it
Nothin' can save ya
For this is the seaon of catchin' the vapors
And since I got time what I'm gonna do
Is tell ya how it spreaded throughout my crew
Well you all know TJ Swan who sang on my records
"Make the Music" "Nobody Beats the Biz"
Well check it
Back in the days before this began
He used to try to talk to this girl name Fran
The type of female with fly Gucci wear
With big trunk jewelry and extensions in her hair
When Swan tried to kick it, she always fessed
Talkin' about "Nigger, please, you work for UPS"
Since he wasn't no type of big drug dealer
My man TJ Swan didn't appeal to her
But now he trucks gold and wears fly Bally boots
Rough leather fashions and tough silk suits
Now she stop frontin' and wants to speak and
And be comin' to all the shows
Every single weekend
To get his beeper number, she'd be beggin' please
Dyin' for the day to get skeezed
She caught the vapors (4X)
I got another partner that's calm and plain
He goes by the name of the Big Daddy Kane
A mellow type of fellow that's laid back
Back in the days, he was nothin' like that
I remember when he used to fight every day
What grown-ups would tell him he would never obey
He wore his pants hangin' down and his sneakers untied
And a rasta-type Kangol tilted to the side
Around his neighborhood, people treated him bad
And said he was the worst thing his mom's ever had
They said that he will grow up to be nothin' but a hoodlum
Or either in jail or someone would shoot him
But now he's grown up, to their surprise
Big Daddy got a hit record sellin' worldwide
Now the same people that didn't like him as a child be sayin'
"Can I borrow a dollar, ooh, you're a star now!"
They caught the vapors (4X)
Now I got a cousin by the name of Vaughn Lee
Better known to y'all as Cutmaster Cool V
He cuts scratch, transform with finesse
...(cuts and scratches)...and all that mess
Well I remember when he first started to rock
And tried to get this job in a record shop
He was in it to win it but the boss fronted
Said, "Sorry Mr. Lee, but there's no help wanted"
Now my cousin Vaughn still tried on and on and on
'Til the like break of dawn
To put this j-o-b in effect
But they'd look right past him and be like "Next!"
Now for the year of '88
Cool V is makin' dollars so my cousin's like straight
He walks into the same record shop as before
And the boss be like, "Vaughn, welcome to my store!"
Offerin' him a job but naw, he don't want it
Damn it feels goo to see people up on it
'Cause I remember when at first they wasn't
Now guess what they caught from my cousin
The vapors
They caught the vapors (4X)
Last subject of the story is about Biz Mark
I had to work for mine to put your body in park
When I was a teenager, I wanted to be down
With a lot of M.C.-deejayin' crews in town
So in school on Nobel Street, I say "Can I be down, champ"
They said "No" and treated me like a wet food stamp
After gettin' rejected, I was very depressed
Sat and wrote some def doo-doo rhymes at my rest
When I used to come to parties they'd make me pay
I'd have to beg to get on the mike and rap that day
I was never into girls, I was just into my music
They acted like I wanted to keep it
Instead of tryin' to use it
But now things switched without belief
"Yo, Biz, do you remember me from Nobel Street, chief?
We used to be down back in the days"
It happens all the time and never ceases to amaze
They caught the vapors (4X

Fame Soundtrack - Fame

Artist: Fame Soundtrack
Music Album: Miscellaneous
(Music Song Lyrics):
I'm gonna live for ever
I'm gonna learn how to fly
I'm gonna make it to heaven
Baby remember my name!

Baby look at me and tell me what you see
You ain't seen the best of me yet
Give me time, I'll make you forget the rest
I got more in me, and you can set it free
I can catch the moon in my hand
Don't you know who I am?

Remember my name, Fame!
I'm gonna live forever
I'm gonna learn how to fly - high!
I feel it comin' together .
People will se me and cry. Fame!
I'm gonna make it to heaven
Light up the sky like a flame. Fame!
I'm gonna live forever
Baby remember my name
Remember, remember, remember, remember, remember,
remember, remember, remember

Baby hold me tight, 'cause you can make it right.
You can shoot me straight to the top.
give me love and take all I got to give
Baby, I'll be tough. Too much is not enough, no
I can ride your heart 'till it breaks,
Ooh, I got what it takes
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PILLAR - All Day Everyday

Artist: PILLAR
Music Album: Unknown
(Music Song Lyrics):
It's Sunday morning and you struggle with the sheets
You hear the alarm kick the snooze go back to sleep
If you could only get up you would see what you were missin'
He is always there if you just take the time to listen to His
Mission His will He'll tell you what to do
Now that it's been done it's up to you to see it thorough
And then do it daily 'cause that's where it's at
It'll help you keep your life on track
It's on all day everyday kinda thing
So many times we think we got it tough
We go to church two times a year and you think that's enough
To get by with our lives and look good in others' eyes
Eventually with God we see there is no compromise
We realize how weak we really are
Without Him in your life then you won't make it very far
24-7 is the point I'm tryin to make
A daily walk with Him is exactly what it takes
You got to do it daily
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Chubb Rock - The Regiments Of Steel

Artist: Chubb Rock
Music Album: The One
(Music Song Lyrics):
Sugarhill, fatback, run-d.m.c., epmd
Fat boys, redhead kingpin, cool c
And my man kurtis blow, yo..

[chubb rock]
The battlefield, the synonym - call it the wax
The recording sciences developing the tracks
Is not the essential fabric but if you have it
Might make you a household name and let you gain
A million fans, coliseums all out sold out
And when they call out your name you pull out fake clout
Cause you're sauerkraut, you're not really about
Nothin... you're bluffin
But i'm callin your bluff to see if you're really tough
Show me your stuff... enough!
Shut up, close your mouth, put away your tap shoes
Your feet can't say a rhyme this time, you lose
But i respect you for what you accomplished, a great deal
Just admit you can't handle the steel
Gregory hines can't take mines
The winans can't start rhymin
And you're just like them, you had a top ten
You have a rap feel, but you can't wield the steel
It takes many many moons, to create tunes
But loons assume that half past noon
They'll have rap down pat, but it's wack
You must be on crack, you're buggin cause your head is at
A place where reality doesn't seep in
Practice makes perfect then you might reap in
The benefits of this respectable field
And all respect due to the regiments of the steel
Assemble!

Word, this is goin out to some hip-hop greats, yaknowhati'msayin
Rakim and.. chuck d

[chubb rock]
The obese boulder, will shrug your shoulder
If you say you're a regiment and you can't hold the
Steel with some kind of appeal
Not dealin with sex, or a bicep flex
Has nothing to do with physical appearance
But the way you stimulate the kids and their parents
Will fulfill the applications to be inducted
Into the regiments, respect to the veterans
And the pioneers, with dying tears
To see rap has survived after 15 years
And ready to go 15 more
Three-fourths of every store has only rap on their racks
Rap force goin strong, on and on
Take a few seconds, to say peace to sarah vaughn
Now back to the steel that will wield a golden reel
And when you kick it to a james brown feel
Field was made twenty years ago
And not a penny-oh was saved cause the way he behaved
Was kinda ill, the regiments to his skill
Was extrordinary.. until
He took a fall, the regiments will keep his style
Flowin for a long while
The regiments made this artform universal
Whether it's a street sound, or commercial
Obstructors, are just realizing, that this is real
Respect to the regiments of the steel
Assemble!

More hip-hop greats, youknowhati'msayin?
Big daddy kane, krs-one, kool g. rap, super lover cee
Biz markie, heavy d, lady kazaam, special ed
Slick rick, lakim shabazz, queen latifah

[chubb rock]
Sugarhill, that sold about eight mill'
When "rappers delight" caused media fright
How could a bunch of kids possibly sell more than me
And randy travis kickin all that country madness?
Failing star, failing guitar or a banjo
Your whole artform needs to retire in orlando
Rap has developed in the motherland by storytellers of wisdom
No wonder we're best-sellers
The art was passed on from generation to generation
Developed in the mind cause the rhyme
The track is just a cosmetic background
Cause we all need some kind of sound..
To complete the whole feel
And it's wield by the regiments of the steel

Word up, mc lyte, my boys gangstarr
The d.o.c., eazy-e, salt-n-pepa, whodini
Grandmaster flash, furious five, grandmaster melle mel
Tribe called quest, the jungle brothers
Dana dane, kwame, shabba rank'n, de la soul
Stetsasonic, shinehead, lil' shawn
Kid'n'play, rob'n'dave, rich nice, fat doug
Finesse'n'synquis, groove b. chill
Ll cool j, flavor flav, professor griff
Positively black, utfo, dr. ice, esp
Sweet tee, kool moe dee, fearless four
Cold crush..
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