Drop the Bomb lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[2x]
Everybody over there!
Get on up!
Everybody up there!
Get into it!
Everybody right there!
Get involved!
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
All the people on the left, just participate
And everybody o the right, we won't make you wait
And all the people inbetween, just shout and scream
And have a funky good time if you know what I mean
Because when we rhyme, we move people by the masses
When they say they'll pay we'll play when they ask us
Some say they don't know of us but that is a lie
Suckas try to play they games of Dis-and-Die
And don't you try to shake my hand or be my friend
Unlike a hook made out of rubber I will not bend!
Drop the bomb!!
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
To all you silly suckas wo try to abuse us:
When we get ignited you can't diffuse us
It'll be on radio and even TV
That we achieved a level where you wanna be
Now step off the pedestal, give us the mike
So we can rock the people the way you would like
Just do us a favor, don't be a jerk
'Cause all we wanna see is your body work!
But all we want to see is yo' body work!
Work yo body!}
[Verse 3: Fresh Kid Ice]
There's a lesson to be taught, that's the one you should learn
You can't buy respect; it's what you earn
'Cause when you dis 2 Live you get yours in the end
It's not a threat; it's a promise, my friend!
[Brother Marquis]
So suckas step aside, let the women do their thing
Come on y'all, and shake that thing!
Work that thing!
Everybody over there!
Get on up!
Everybody up there!
Get into it!
Everybody right there!
Get involved!
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
All the people on the left, just participate
And everybody o the right, we won't make you wait
And all the people inbetween, just shout and scream
And have a funky good time if you know what I mean
Because when we rhyme, we move people by the masses
When they say they'll pay we'll play when they ask us
Some say they don't know of us but that is a lie
Suckas try to play they games of Dis-and-Die
And don't you try to shake my hand or be my friend
Unlike a hook made out of rubber I will not bend!
Drop the bomb!!
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
To all you silly suckas wo try to abuse us:
When we get ignited you can't diffuse us
It'll be on radio and even TV
That we achieved a level where you wanna be
Now step off the pedestal, give us the mike
So we can rock the people the way you would like
Just do us a favor, don't be a jerk
'Cause all we wanna see is your body work!
But all we want to see is yo' body work!
Work yo body!}
[Verse 3: Fresh Kid Ice]
There's a lesson to be taught, that's the one you should learn
You can't buy respect; it's what you earn
'Cause when you dis 2 Live you get yours in the end
It's not a threat; it's a promise, my friend!
[Brother Marquis]
So suckas step aside, let the women do their thing
Come on y'all, and shake that thing!
Work that thing!
Move Somethin' lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Intro:]
[Mixx cuts:
"DROP YO' DRAWS AND OPEN YO' LEGS UP WIDE, BITCH!"]
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
I've been wanting to tell you this for a while
I like your fake blue eyes and your hoey style
So let's go for a walk through the park
You can suck my dick in the dark
And just do what I ask; bitch, bend over
Let me ride your backside like dogs do each other
I know that you're with it, so don't start frontin'
I don't wanna be your man; I wanna MOVE SOMETHIN'!
[Mixx cuts:
"You might as well give up the pussy."
"Oh no!"]
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
Listen up, baby, you look real pretty
Let me pull up your shirt and suck your titties
Yes, pretty lady, I love you so
Since the time we met, my dick has grown
You had other men; now it's my chance
Give me some time to take off my pants
The time has come; don't be frontin'
Just drop them draws, and let's MOVE SOMETHIN'!
[Mixx cuts:
"Now what the hell do you want??"
"I want to FUCK!"]
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
Let's rent a room at a fuck-motel
Then play this game called "Ring the Sleigh Bells"
Put the "Do not disturb" sign on the door
And ride this dick 'till it gets sore
Then open your legs, put 'em in the buck
'Cause that's the way I like to fuck
It's real simple; it's not really nothin'
All you have to do is MOVE SOMETHIN'!
[Mixx cuts:
"Now let's find a motel so I can see how you fuck!"
"Haaa?!"
"Big daddy...."
"Please..."
"Don't rush me, bitch!"
"Move your body to the beat"
"Haao, work on my ass, baby!!"]
[Verse 4: Fresh Kid Ice]
Look, baby doll, don't lie or front
You know what I need and I know what you want
Let's go to the beach, we'll lay in the sand
And I'll prove to you that I'm a real man
And the way it felt, it was real tight
It chilled my body and the feeling was right
It's all for love; it's you I've been wantin'
Just roll those hips and let's MOVE SOMETHIN'!
Ghetto Bass II lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Mr. Mixx]
Ghetto Style Dee-Jays!
Don't touch that stereo!
Ghetto
Bass
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
What's up, party people, we're back again
Bringin' you the message from some of our friends
They're the funkiest crew from the heart of the city
When the amps are on, they'll take no pity
'Cause Ghetto has the style that has the girls jockin'
When you talk about the system, all you say is "Rockin'!
"Others hear the name, then scream out loud
'Cause they are known to move the crowd
When you hear the sound, they'll stop and wonder
Then gaze upon the speaker, the wall of thunder
Standin' on the ground, 3 stories high
The deepest bass and the real fresh high
So step off your throne; they're on the loose
The DJ's from Miami with all the juice
So consider yourself warned; they're back on the case:
It's Luke Skyywalker and the Ghetto Style Bass!
Ghetto
Get up
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
To some, "Ghetto" is a name; to others a tradition
In the city of boom, ther can never be an addition
Of any of the DJ's to rock the land
Like the ones from the city and the boys from Pac-Jam
Handsome Harry, you know the brother was strong
He ain't dared any man to get him wrong
L.A. Jay, this young brother doesn't play
He'll strong-arm any sucker who gets in his way
Baby Ced, Liberty City born and bred
Always known for the knowledge and sense of the head
Disco Gene, he's reunited with the team
He was gone for a while, but back in the swing of things
Amazing Chico, a king to his trade
Known as Bernie B. on 9-1-7 Bass
And G.I. Joe, who has the girls by the row
He always gets cased 'cause his game is gettin' slow
And last but not least, marvelous J.P.,
And we can't forget Cisco - we're glad you are free
So one day to your kids you will tell the story
Of how the Ghetto Style DJ's achieved their glory!
Ghetto
Bass
Look out everybody, 'cause they're in the place,#
It's Luke Skyywalker and the Ghetto Bass!
Ghetto Style Dee-Jays!
Don't touch that stereo!
Ghetto
Bass
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
What's up, party people, we're back again
Bringin' you the message from some of our friends
They're the funkiest crew from the heart of the city
When the amps are on, they'll take no pity
'Cause Ghetto has the style that has the girls jockin'
When you talk about the system, all you say is "Rockin'!
"Others hear the name, then scream out loud
'Cause they are known to move the crowd
When you hear the sound, they'll stop and wonder
Then gaze upon the speaker, the wall of thunder
Standin' on the ground, 3 stories high
The deepest bass and the real fresh high
So step off your throne; they're on the loose
The DJ's from Miami with all the juice
So consider yourself warned; they're back on the case:
It's Luke Skyywalker and the Ghetto Style Bass!
Ghetto
Get up
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
To some, "Ghetto" is a name; to others a tradition
In the city of boom, ther can never be an addition
Of any of the DJ's to rock the land
Like the ones from the city and the boys from Pac-Jam
Handsome Harry, you know the brother was strong
He ain't dared any man to get him wrong
L.A. Jay, this young brother doesn't play
He'll strong-arm any sucker who gets in his way
Baby Ced, Liberty City born and bred
Always known for the knowledge and sense of the head
Disco Gene, he's reunited with the team
He was gone for a while, but back in the swing of things
Amazing Chico, a king to his trade
Known as Bernie B. on 9-1-7 Bass
And G.I. Joe, who has the girls by the row
He always gets cased 'cause his game is gettin' slow
And last but not least, marvelous J.P.,
And we can't forget Cisco - we're glad you are free
So one day to your kids you will tell the story
Of how the Ghetto Style DJ's achieved their glory!
Ghetto
Bass
Look out everybody, 'cause they're in the place,#
It's Luke Skyywalker and the Ghetto Bass!
With Your Badself lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
Badself!
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
Hey pretty lady, what's your name and number?
Whenever I see you, my heart's like thunder
I'd like to know you better, and that's no lie
Just give me a chance and let me try
You're an angel from heaven, a blessing in disguise
Time stood still when I saw your eyes
Let me show you the things I one day felt
So go on!!
Badself!
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
You got a body that's stickin'; some men die for less
You got a face of a queen in a beauty contest
You're a lady in the 80s, never wild or crazy
Just takin' your time, not having any babies
Not depending on others to get what you need
A modern-day woman with the will to succeed
Tryin' harder every day to increase your wealth,
So go on!
Badself!
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
All the girls don't like her because she's independent
They're so envious because she's not with it
She's a real lady; her mind's on other things
She can't be bought with gold or diamond rings!
[Fresh Kid Ice]
She's the one I want to be in my life
The lady I need to be my wife
Never in a crowd, she keeps to herself
So go on!
Badself!
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
Hey pretty lady, what's your name and number?
Whenever I see you, my heart's like thunder
I'd like to know you better, and that's no lie
Just give me a chance and let me try
You're an angel from heaven, a blessing in disguise
Time stood still when I saw your eyes
Let me show you the things I one day felt
So go on!!
Badself!
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
You got a body that's stickin'; some men die for less
You got a face of a queen in a beauty contest
You're a lady in the 80s, never wild or crazy
Just takin' your time, not having any babies
Not depending on others to get what you need
A modern-day woman with the will to succeed
Tryin' harder every day to increase your wealth,
So go on!
Badself!
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
All the girls don't like her because she's independent
They're so envious because she's not with it
She's a real lady; her mind's on other things
She can't be bought with gold or diamond rings!
[Fresh Kid Ice]
She's the one I want to be in my life
The lady I need to be my wife
Never in a crowd, she keeps to herself
So go on!
Badself!
P-A-N (Pussy Ass Nigga) lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
You tried to play hard, but we pulled your cord
You're just a do-boy 'cause your boss is in charge
Tryin' to play big money, ain't it sad, ain't it funny
You're so blind you can't see that you're really playin' dummy
Gucci rags and Bronze, shinin' grills of chrome
Frontin' in a caddy you don't even own
You're soft, and you know that we know it
You try to hide it, but can't help but show it
Now the trues and vogues pull the hoes with nice figures
But on the 'ave, you're a pussy-ass nigga!
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
Pussy-ass nigga with pistol in hand
Comin' out of my room to the next man
It's a problem you had since you were a child
Always tryin' to be down but actin' stupid and wild
I remember way back just to be exact
We laughed at your ass when you got jacked
So, fuck-ass nigga, here's something to remember:
No matter what you try, you're a pussy-ass nigga!
[Verse 3: Fresh Kid Ice]
You fix up your hoes like you fix your cars
Give 'em rag-top heads, make 'em project stars
You buy 'em Gucci bags, even Louie Baton
Spendin' all your money just to get some
[Brother Marquis]
And when you go out of town and stand on stage
Gettin' jerked by the man instead of paid
Now put a gun to your head, then pull the trigger,
Now rest in peace, pussy-ass nigga!
You tried to play hard, but we pulled your cord
You're just a do-boy 'cause your boss is in charge
Tryin' to play big money, ain't it sad, ain't it funny
You're so blind you can't see that you're really playin' dummy
Gucci rags and Bronze, shinin' grills of chrome
Frontin' in a caddy you don't even own
You're soft, and you know that we know it
You try to hide it, but can't help but show it
Now the trues and vogues pull the hoes with nice figures
But on the 'ave, you're a pussy-ass nigga!
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
Pussy-ass nigga with pistol in hand
Comin' out of my room to the next man
It's a problem you had since you were a child
Always tryin' to be down but actin' stupid and wild
I remember way back just to be exact
We laughed at your ass when you got jacked
So, fuck-ass nigga, here's something to remember:
No matter what you try, you're a pussy-ass nigga!
[Verse 3: Fresh Kid Ice]
You fix up your hoes like you fix your cars
Give 'em rag-top heads, make 'em project stars
You buy 'em Gucci bags, even Louie Baton
Spendin' all your money just to get some
[Brother Marquis]
And when you go out of town and stand on stage
Gettin' jerked by the man instead of paid
Now put a gun to your head, then pull the trigger,
Now rest in peace, pussy-ass nigga!
H-B-C (Head, Booty, and Cock) lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Luke Skyywalker:]
Head, booty, and cock! What you like, fellas?
(Head, booty, and cock) What you like, fellas?
(Head, booty, and cock) Ghetto Style like!
(Head, booty, and cock) What your sister like?
(Head, sex, and welfare checks) What your mama like?
(Head, sex, and welfare checks) Opa Locka like!
(Head, booty, and cock) Overtown like!
(Head, booty, and cock)
[8-bar break: Mr. Mixx cuts]
No ass, bitch, no backstage pass
(No ass, bitch, no backstage pass)
You say, "No ass, bitch, no backstage pass"
(No ass, bitch, no backstage pass)
[8-bar break: Mixx cuts Dolemite records]
Head, booty, and cock! What you like, fellas?
(Head, booty, and cock) Name of this record called
(Head, booty, and cock) What you like, fellas?
(Head, booty, and cock)
No ass, bitch, no backstage pass
(No ass, bitch, no backstage pass)
Say, "Heyyy ho! Hey, hey, hey ho!" You say it!
(Heyyy ho! Hey, hey, hey ho!)
Y'all say, "Heyyy ho! Hey, hey, hey ho!"
(Heyyy ho! Hey, hey, hey ho!)
Everybody say "Heyyy ho! Hey, hey, hey ho!"
(Heyyy ho! Hey, hey, hey ho!)
Head, booty, and cock! What you like, fellas?
(Head, booty, and cock) Michael J like?
(Head, sex, and welfare checks) Even Prince like?
(Head, sex, and welfare checks)
We don't need no music, 'cause all we wanna do,
is sing and dance and party down and play with pussy too! You say it!
(We don't need no music, 'cause all we wanna do,
is sing and dance and party down and play with pussy too)
We don't need no music, 'cause all we wanna do,
is sing and dance and party down and play with pussy too! You say it!
(We don't need no music, 'cause all we wanna do,
is sing and dance and party down and play with pussy too)
Say "BOOTYYYYYYYY BOOTY BOOTY!" You say it, fellas!
(BOOTYYYYYYYY BOOTY BOOTY!) Let me hear you say,
"BOOTYYYYYYYY BOOTY BOOTY!" You say it, fellas!
(BOOTYYYYYYYY BOOTY BOOTY!) We know Oakland like!
(BOOTYYYYYYYY BOOTY BOOTY!) We know Compton like!
(BOOTYYYYYYYY BOOTY BOOTY!) Carolinas like!
(BOOTYYYYYYYY BOOTY BOOTY!)
Head, booty, and cock! What you like, fellas?
(Head, booty, and cock) What you like, fellas?
(Head, booty, and cock) Ghetto Style like!
(Head, booty, and cock) What your sister like?
(Head, sex, and welfare checks) What your mama like?
(Head, sex, and welfare checks) Opa Locka like!
(Head, booty, and cock) Overtown like!
(Head, booty, and cock)
[8-bar break: Mr. Mixx cuts]
No ass, bitch, no backstage pass
(No ass, bitch, no backstage pass)
You say, "No ass, bitch, no backstage pass"
(No ass, bitch, no backstage pass)
[8-bar break: Mixx cuts Dolemite records]
Head, booty, and cock! What you like, fellas?
(Head, booty, and cock) Name of this record called
(Head, booty, and cock) What you like, fellas?
(Head, booty, and cock)
No ass, bitch, no backstage pass
(No ass, bitch, no backstage pass)
Say, "Heyyy ho! Hey, hey, hey ho!" You say it!
(Heyyy ho! Hey, hey, hey ho!)
Y'all say, "Heyyy ho! Hey, hey, hey ho!"
(Heyyy ho! Hey, hey, hey ho!)
Everybody say "Heyyy ho! Hey, hey, hey ho!"
(Heyyy ho! Hey, hey, hey ho!)
Head, booty, and cock! What you like, fellas?
(Head, booty, and cock) Michael J like?
(Head, sex, and welfare checks) Even Prince like?
(Head, sex, and welfare checks)
We don't need no music, 'cause all we wanna do,
is sing and dance and party down and play with pussy too! You say it!
(We don't need no music, 'cause all we wanna do,
is sing and dance and party down and play with pussy too)
We don't need no music, 'cause all we wanna do,
is sing and dance and party down and play with pussy too! You say it!
(We don't need no music, 'cause all we wanna do,
is sing and dance and party down and play with pussy too)
Say "BOOTYYYYYYYY BOOTY BOOTY!" You say it, fellas!
(BOOTYYYYYYYY BOOTY BOOTY!) Let me hear you say,
"BOOTYYYYYYYY BOOTY BOOTY!" You say it, fellas!
(BOOTYYYYYYYY BOOTY BOOTY!) We know Oakland like!
(BOOTYYYYYYYY BOOTY BOOTY!) We know Compton like!
(BOOTYYYYYYYY BOOTY BOOTY!) Carolinas like!
(BOOTYYYYYYYY BOOTY BOOTY!)
S & M lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Luke]
LET THE BEATINGS BEGI-I-I-I-IN!
[Excerpt from the Cheech & Chong track "Pedro and Man At The Drive-In,"
in which a man is whipped and gives cries of satisfaction]
[Woman]
"Listen all you motherfuckers!
Callin' alllll freaks!
Bull-daggers!
Pussy riders!
Shit eaters!
Dick beaters!
Fags!
Sissies!
Asshole fuckers, or just plain ol' fuckers!"
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
I'm a part of this, just like you
I'm a disciple of Satan, with work to do
I'll ride you to your death and squeeze blood from your breast
And work you like a sex slave, you gets no rest
I can see it in your eyes, the devil's deep inside
You're a masochistic freak in disguise
Your love is your pain, and pain is your gain
You'll force the fit just to feel the strain
You worship the bed with your life
Holding sessions of confession every moonlit night
You do it so good, tasting every ounce
Until the last drop, leaving nothing out!
[Luke]
S & M!
Bring yo' dick-suckin' friends!
S & M!
Let the beatings begin!
S & M!
Bring yo' momma and her friend!
S & M!
Bring all your horny friends!
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
I wear my leather in the summer to every show
With my whip around my neck, I control the hoes
My sexual fantasies must be fulfilled,
Or my tensions will increase, and then I will ill
So I pulled a little girlie, this is what I did
Jumped in the ride, took her to the crib
Rushed her in the room, sat her on the bed,
Grabbed her by the ass and she gave me head
Then I turned her over, got it from the back
The pussy was sorry, so the bitch got slapped
Then I took my dick out, laid it on her chest
She put it in the middle, then she squeezed her breasts
As I got some feeling, this is what I said:"
Baby, baby, please! Just a little more head!"
[Luke]
S & M!
Bring yo' sister and her friend!
S & M!
Bring all your hoey friends!
S & M!
Bring yo' momma and her friend!S & M!
Let the beatings begin!
[Woman]
"Piss dinkers ... overseas ... back off ... fuck off ...
make yo' dickstand or put yo' pussy in yo' hand!
You want it, we got it!"
[Mr. Mixx cuts:]
"Fuck me baby!"
"Ooh daddy, beat me!"
"Come on and eat me baby!"
[Luke]
S & M!
Bring yo' dick-suckin' friends!
S & M!
Let the beatings begin!
S & M!
Bring all your horny friends!
S & M!
LET THE ORGY BEGIN!!
LET THE BEATINGS BEGI-I-I-I-IN!
[Excerpt from the Cheech & Chong track "Pedro and Man At The Drive-In,"
in which a man is whipped and gives cries of satisfaction]
[Woman]
"Listen all you motherfuckers!
Callin' alllll freaks!
Bull-daggers!
Pussy riders!
Shit eaters!
Dick beaters!
Fags!
Sissies!
Asshole fuckers, or just plain ol' fuckers!"
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
I'm a part of this, just like you
I'm a disciple of Satan, with work to do
I'll ride you to your death and squeeze blood from your breast
And work you like a sex slave, you gets no rest
I can see it in your eyes, the devil's deep inside
You're a masochistic freak in disguise
Your love is your pain, and pain is your gain
You'll force the fit just to feel the strain
You worship the bed with your life
Holding sessions of confession every moonlit night
You do it so good, tasting every ounce
Until the last drop, leaving nothing out!
[Luke]
S & M!
Bring yo' dick-suckin' friends!
S & M!
Let the beatings begin!
S & M!
Bring yo' momma and her friend!
S & M!
Bring all your horny friends!
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
I wear my leather in the summer to every show
With my whip around my neck, I control the hoes
My sexual fantasies must be fulfilled,
Or my tensions will increase, and then I will ill
So I pulled a little girlie, this is what I did
Jumped in the ride, took her to the crib
Rushed her in the room, sat her on the bed,
Grabbed her by the ass and she gave me head
Then I turned her over, got it from the back
The pussy was sorry, so the bitch got slapped
Then I took my dick out, laid it on her chest
She put it in the middle, then she squeezed her breasts
As I got some feeling, this is what I said:"
Baby, baby, please! Just a little more head!"
[Luke]
S & M!
Bring yo' sister and her friend!
S & M!
Bring all your hoey friends!
S & M!
Bring yo' momma and her friend!S & M!
Let the beatings begin!
[Woman]
"Piss dinkers ... overseas ... back off ... fuck off ...
make yo' dickstand or put yo' pussy in yo' hand!
You want it, we got it!"
[Mr. Mixx cuts:]
"Fuck me baby!"
"Ooh daddy, beat me!"
"Come on and eat me baby!"
[Luke]
S & M!
Bring yo' dick-suckin' friends!
S & M!
Let the beatings begin!
S & M!
Bring all your horny friends!
S & M!
LET THE ORGY BEGIN!!
Do Wah Diddy lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
Doo wah diddy diddy diddy dum diddyu doo
God damn, it's some honkies in this mother fucker tonight
Doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
Oh oh oh ah yeah You motherfuckers came anyway, huh
[Brother Marquis]
I met this bitch standing on the bolck
Singing doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
She'll suck on my dick if I buy her a rock
Doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
Got the pussy got the pussy
She got jacked she got jacked
Punched her face punched her face
And I took my money back
[Luke]
I was walking down the street when i met this lula
Singing doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
She had a mouthpiece and a nice soup cooler
Doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
She sucked my dick sucked my dick
Licked my balls licked my balls
Kissed my ass kissed my ass
Goddamn, this bitch'll do it all
[Brother Marquis]
I met this bit at a quarter past 12
Singing doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
When I took her ass home the pussy smelled like hell
Doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
Summer's Eve Summer's Eve
Massengil Massengil
Wash your pussy wash your pussy
Bitch kill that funky smell
[Luke]
I saw this bitch walking down the block
Singing doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
Between her legs she had a big red spot
Doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
Was it come? was it come?
Was it blood? was it blood?
My nigga my nigga
My nigga, I don't know what the fuck it was
[Brother Marquis]
I met this girl and she tried to act shitty
Singing doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
She was from the projects of Liberty City
Doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
Bangkok Bangkok
Rag top rag top
Cross me cross me
And bet your ass you'll get drepped
[Luke]
I saw this fag tricking at the bus stop
Singing doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
I said you sissy motherfucker you know you oughta spop
Doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
Spreading AIDS spreading AIDS
Punk bitch punk bitch
Watching dick watching dick
You know a real nigga ain't about all that shit
God damn, it's some honkies in this mother fucker tonight
Doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
Oh oh oh ah yeah You motherfuckers came anyway, huh
[Brother Marquis]
I met this bitch standing on the bolck
Singing doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
She'll suck on my dick if I buy her a rock
Doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
Got the pussy got the pussy
She got jacked she got jacked
Punched her face punched her face
And I took my money back
[Luke]
I was walking down the street when i met this lula
Singing doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
She had a mouthpiece and a nice soup cooler
Doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
She sucked my dick sucked my dick
Licked my balls licked my balls
Kissed my ass kissed my ass
Goddamn, this bitch'll do it all
[Brother Marquis]
I met this bit at a quarter past 12
Singing doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
When I took her ass home the pussy smelled like hell
Doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
Summer's Eve Summer's Eve
Massengil Massengil
Wash your pussy wash your pussy
Bitch kill that funky smell
[Luke]
I saw this bitch walking down the block
Singing doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
Between her legs she had a big red spot
Doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
Was it come? was it come?
Was it blood? was it blood?
My nigga my nigga
My nigga, I don't know what the fuck it was
[Brother Marquis]
I met this girl and she tried to act shitty
Singing doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
She was from the projects of Liberty City
Doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
Bangkok Bangkok
Rag top rag top
Cross me cross me
And bet your ass you'll get drepped
[Luke]
I saw this fag tricking at the bus stop
Singing doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
I said you sissy motherfucker you know you oughta spop
Doo wah diddy diddy dum diddy doo
Spreading AIDS spreading AIDS
Punk bitch punk bitch
Watching dick watching dick
You know a real nigga ain't about all that shit
Word II lyrics - the 2 live crew
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
The party people love it when we take the stand
With possessions of the mics in our hands
'Cause when we rock a party we'll rock it forever
We'll give you our best to make you dance better
The freshest rhymes you know we'll say
We'll have you all stunned and in a daze
We're qualified and certified
To rock this party, so come alive!
And we're here to be known and we're known to be
[Fresh Kid Ice]
As the Fresh Kid Ice
[Brother Marquis]
And the Brother Marquis
And we're together forever, lookin' out for one another
[Fresh Kid Ice and Brother Marquis]
Stayin' thicker than thick than peanut butter!
[Brother Marquis]
But don't forget our DJ, with all the skill
Go off, Mr. Mixx
[Fresh Kid Ice and Brother Marquis]
SCRATCH AT WILL!!
[Mixx cuts "We will, we will rock you!"]
[Verse 2: [Brother Marquis]]
You can analyze and study me until a break-through
A discovery will be made like the scientists do
What will be discovered and finally uncovered
Will be none other than Marquis, your brother
There will be no difficulty; all your problems will be solved
You'll become motivated, so get involved!
My introduction has a body and a conclusion
I hope you understand so there is no confusion
Just follow the directions of the daily lesson
While me, the professor, is professin'
To the simplest form I'll keep my rhymes in perspective
So, Kid Ice, take the mic and give the people some directive!
[Fresh Kid Ice]
Rhymes are something you must comprehend
And every time that I rhyme I will always ascend
Two levels, just like no man before me
My skills and talents I will prove to thee
That Kid Ice uses lyrics as believin' in rhyme
And in every rhyme, I will show you a sign
Of the times where my music is growin'
And the power of my fans will be showin'
In everything that I say and everything that I do
And to the people, I'll always be true
So step off the stage, give us the mike
So we can rock the people the way you would like
[Fresh Kid Ice and Brother Marquis]
'Cause we're the two MC's with all the skill
We're down by law, and we know the deal
There's only one thing we do, and we do it right
And that's rockin' party people with these here mics!
The party people love it when we take the stand
With possessions of the mics in our hands
'Cause when we rock a party we'll rock it forever
We'll give you our best to make you dance better
The freshest rhymes you know we'll say
We'll have you all stunned and in a daze
We're qualified and certified
To rock this party, so come alive!
And we're here to be known and we're known to be
[Fresh Kid Ice]
As the Fresh Kid Ice
[Brother Marquis]
And the Brother Marquis
And we're together forever, lookin' out for one another
[Fresh Kid Ice and Brother Marquis]
Stayin' thicker than thick than peanut butter!
[Brother Marquis]
But don't forget our DJ, with all the skill
Go off, Mr. Mixx
[Fresh Kid Ice and Brother Marquis]
SCRATCH AT WILL!!
[Mixx cuts "We will, we will rock you!"]
[Verse 2: [Brother Marquis]]
You can analyze and study me until a break-through
A discovery will be made like the scientists do
What will be discovered and finally uncovered
Will be none other than Marquis, your brother
There will be no difficulty; all your problems will be solved
You'll become motivated, so get involved!
My introduction has a body and a conclusion
I hope you understand so there is no confusion
Just follow the directions of the daily lesson
While me, the professor, is professin'
To the simplest form I'll keep my rhymes in perspective
So, Kid Ice, take the mic and give the people some directive!
[Fresh Kid Ice]
Rhymes are something you must comprehend
And every time that I rhyme I will always ascend
Two levels, just like no man before me
My skills and talents I will prove to thee
That Kid Ice uses lyrics as believin' in rhyme
And in every rhyme, I will show you a sign
Of the times where my music is growin'
And the power of my fans will be showin'
In everything that I say and everything that I do
And to the people, I'll always be true
So step off the stage, give us the mike
So we can rock the people the way you would like
[Fresh Kid Ice and Brother Marquis]
'Cause we're the two MC's with all the skill
We're down by law, and we know the deal
There's only one thing we do, and we do it right
And that's rockin' party people with these here mics!
Feel Alright Y'all lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
Feelin' all right on a party night
Good times are in store, everybody get hype
Motivation of your body is what we do best
With lyrics so def it's above the rest
New Jack's tryin' to change, but you're lame to the game
Frontin' like your're hard, with a fake gold chain
Tryin' to rock the mike, but we're on the ball
We make the people say ...
[Chorus 2x: Luke]
Feel all right y'all!!
Feel like dynamite!!
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
They're doggin' my mood, but that's all right
Let me discuss and make a fuss with the use of the mike
So as I step to the podium and cause pandemonium
With crowds of people, rockin' auditoriums
Screamin', yellin', swayin' while I'm sayin'
My verbal expression while the music is playin'
This is for all of y'all, I hope you like
This is designed to make you feel all right!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
You try to out-recite me, but that's not likely
I can tell whether or not if you hate or if you like me
'Cause above all I arise, so don't you be surprised
When I get recognition from the public eye
[Fresh Kid Ice]
And I'll do all the things that the people like
Kid Ice will excite you when he's on the mike
It's time to act ill and get on the ball
Everybody in the place scream out and say ...
[Chorus]
Feelin' all right on a party night
Good times are in store, everybody get hype
Motivation of your body is what we do best
With lyrics so def it's above the rest
New Jack's tryin' to change, but you're lame to the game
Frontin' like your're hard, with a fake gold chain
Tryin' to rock the mike, but we're on the ball
We make the people say ...
[Chorus 2x: Luke]
Feel all right y'all!!
Feel like dynamite!!
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
They're doggin' my mood, but that's all right
Let me discuss and make a fuss with the use of the mike
So as I step to the podium and cause pandemonium
With crowds of people, rockin' auditoriums
Screamin', yellin', swayin' while I'm sayin'
My verbal expression while the music is playin'
This is for all of y'all, I hope you like
This is designed to make you feel all right!
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
You try to out-recite me, but that's not likely
I can tell whether or not if you hate or if you like me
'Cause above all I arise, so don't you be surprised
When I get recognition from the public eye
[Fresh Kid Ice]
And I'll do all the things that the people like
Kid Ice will excite you when he's on the mike
It's time to act ill and get on the ball
Everybody in the place scream out and say ...
[Chorus]
One & One lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
One and one, we`re having some fun,
In the bedroom, all day, and all of the night.
Two and two, I took of my shoes,
In the bedroom, all day, and all of the night.
Three and three, she undressed me,
In the bedroom, all day, and all of the night.
Four and four, we fucked on the floor,
In the bedroom, all day, and all of the night.
Five and five, I put up her thights,
In the bedroom, all day, and all of the night.
Six and six, the bitch sucked my dick,
In the bedroom, all day, and all of the night.
Seven and seven, we went to heaven,
In the bedroom, all day, and all of the night.
Eight and eight, she masturbated,
In the bedroom, all day, and all of the night.
Nine and nine, she licked my ass,
In the bedroom, all day, and all of the night.
Ten and ten, the bitch did it again,
In the bedroom, all day, and all of the night.
Get off my ass, bitch
Get your face out of my ass, motherfucker
Get off my ass bitch!
GET YOUR FACE OUT MY ASS MOTHERFUCKER!!
"Haaa"
"But it hurts so good"
"Haaa"
Get laid, get FUCKED!
"Haaa"
"But it hurts so good"
[repeated 'till the end of the track]
In the bedroom, all day, and all of the night.
Two and two, I took of my shoes,
In the bedroom, all day, and all of the night.
Three and three, she undressed me,
In the bedroom, all day, and all of the night.
Four and four, we fucked on the floor,
In the bedroom, all day, and all of the night.
Five and five, I put up her thights,
In the bedroom, all day, and all of the night.
Six and six, the bitch sucked my dick,
In the bedroom, all day, and all of the night.
Seven and seven, we went to heaven,
In the bedroom, all day, and all of the night.
Eight and eight, she masturbated,
In the bedroom, all day, and all of the night.
Nine and nine, she licked my ass,
In the bedroom, all day, and all of the night.
Ten and ten, the bitch did it again,
In the bedroom, all day, and all of the night.
Get off my ass, bitch
Get your face out of my ass, motherfucker
Get off my ass bitch!
GET YOUR FACE OUT MY ASS MOTHERFUCKER!!
"Haaa"
"But it hurts so good"
"Haaa"
Get laid, get FUCKED!
"Haaa"
"But it hurts so good"
[repeated 'till the end of the track]
2 Live is What We Are... (Word) lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
1-2 1-2
I am the dominating Fresh Kid Ice
And I am the Brother Marquis, Marquis your brother
And introducing to you on the two turntables:
The Treach DJ Mr. Mixx
(Word)
[VERSE 1: Brother Marquis]
We get the red carpet treatment cause we're well respected
Always accepted and never rejected
Our defense is made when we take the stage
The crowd gets excited and goes in a rage
Cause we're generating and demonstrating
All of the talents that we're accumulating
And by doing this we'll go real far
Because - 2 Live is what we are
We're highly publicized and advertised
Our music's in your ear, our face in your eyes
We're good to go and goin to be good
We've done the right thing like you knew we would
Because we are here for your dancing pleasure
With our microphones, cause that's what we treasure
Now the man you see, who has hands of magic
His name is Mr. Mixx, so come on a scratch it
[VERSE 2: Brother Marquis]
You can call me Brother Marquis, Marquis your brother
The t-e-s-t I pass with with flying colors
I'm capable and on the case
Gettin straight to the point with no time to waste
The point is that this party needs to be rocked
Wioth drummin thumpin beats around the clock
>From odds to outspoken to opinionated
In need of a rhyme I will create it
The best is yet to come, with much much more
You got me rockin you with my rhymes galore
Now my rhymes won't stop, my rhymes won't quit
Just give me the mic and I rock it
On to the break of dawn
I will rock y'all to the early morn
Cause I'm the demonstrating, the dominating
Annihilator, brutalor, MC-hating
So all MC's must step on off
Cause I'm lettin you know who's the boss
Now Kid Ice, you know you're twice as nice
Why don't you get up on the mic and start to recite?
[VERSE 3: Fresh Kid Ice]
Cause they call me Kid Ice, the ladies' fire
When I enter a room, ladies fill we desire
Anytime I'm good, yes on the mic
I said the girls keep comin back every night
Cause I dress so fresh, my voice is clean
I can rock party people, yes even the Queen
In England, Germany, France and Japan
The ladies know that I'm the man
Who keep em from the kitchen just doin their dishes
Cause I have em in bed fulfillin their wishes
I got a degree in makin love
Yes I got it from my father just up above
I could take a girl from any man
With a twitch of my lips or wave of a hand
So to all you guys out there tonight
Grab your girl, hold her tight
Say treat her with respect and treat her right
Cause I might be in town for just one night
(Word)
(Do it)
(1-2-3-4-5-6 do it)
(We're here)
(We're back)
(Back)
I am the dominating Fresh Kid Ice
And I am the Brother Marquis, Marquis your brother
And introducing to you on the two turntables:
The Treach DJ Mr. Mixx
(Word)
[VERSE 1: Brother Marquis]
We get the red carpet treatment cause we're well respected
Always accepted and never rejected
Our defense is made when we take the stage
The crowd gets excited and goes in a rage
Cause we're generating and demonstrating
All of the talents that we're accumulating
And by doing this we'll go real far
Because - 2 Live is what we are
We're highly publicized and advertised
Our music's in your ear, our face in your eyes
We're good to go and goin to be good
We've done the right thing like you knew we would
Because we are here for your dancing pleasure
With our microphones, cause that's what we treasure
Now the man you see, who has hands of magic
His name is Mr. Mixx, so come on a scratch it
[VERSE 2: Brother Marquis]
You can call me Brother Marquis, Marquis your brother
The t-e-s-t I pass with with flying colors
I'm capable and on the case
Gettin straight to the point with no time to waste
The point is that this party needs to be rocked
Wioth drummin thumpin beats around the clock
>From odds to outspoken to opinionated
In need of a rhyme I will create it
The best is yet to come, with much much more
You got me rockin you with my rhymes galore
Now my rhymes won't stop, my rhymes won't quit
Just give me the mic and I rock it
On to the break of dawn
I will rock y'all to the early morn
Cause I'm the demonstrating, the dominating
Annihilator, brutalor, MC-hating
So all MC's must step on off
Cause I'm lettin you know who's the boss
Now Kid Ice, you know you're twice as nice
Why don't you get up on the mic and start to recite?
[VERSE 3: Fresh Kid Ice]
Cause they call me Kid Ice, the ladies' fire
When I enter a room, ladies fill we desire
Anytime I'm good, yes on the mic
I said the girls keep comin back every night
Cause I dress so fresh, my voice is clean
I can rock party people, yes even the Queen
In England, Germany, France and Japan
The ladies know that I'm the man
Who keep em from the kitchen just doin their dishes
Cause I have em in bed fulfillin their wishes
I got a degree in makin love
Yes I got it from my father just up above
I could take a girl from any man
With a twitch of my lips or wave of a hand
So to all you guys out there tonight
Grab your girl, hold her tight
Say treat her with respect and treat her right
Cause I might be in town for just one night
(Word)
(Do it)
(1-2-3-4-5-6 do it)
(We're here)
(We're back)
(Back)
We Want Some Pussy lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Chorus(4x): Luke]
Somebody say HEY-Y-Y-Y-Y WE WANT SOME PU-U-USSAY-Y-Y!
(HEY-Y-Y-Y-Y WE WANT SOME PU-U-USSAY-Y-Y!)
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
You see, me and my homies like to play this game
We call it Amtrak but some call it the train
We all would line up in a single-file line
And take our turns at waxing girls' behinds
But every time it came to me, I was shit out of luck
Because I'd stick my dick in, and it would get stuck
The girls would say "Stop!" I'd say "I'm not!
That's enough, I quit, 'cause y'all are bustin' me out!"
I say, girls, don't hide it, just divide it
And please don't knock it until you've tried it
So to all of you bitches and all you hoes
Let's have group sex and do the Rambo!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
I'm the Peter Piper of the 1980's
Got a long hard dick for all of the ladies
I don't care if you got three babies
You can work the sitck in my Mercedes
If you wanna blow, just let me know
We can go backstage at the end of the show
I'll look at you, and you will look at me
With my dick in my hands as you fall to your knees
You know what to do, 'cause I won't say please
Just nibble on my dick like a rat does cheese!
[Chorus]
Somebody say HEY-Y-Y-Y-Y WE WANT SOME PU-U-USSAY-Y-Y!
(HEY-Y-Y-Y-Y WE WANT SOME PU-U-USSAY-Y-Y!)
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
You see, me and my homies like to play this game
We call it Amtrak but some call it the train
We all would line up in a single-file line
And take our turns at waxing girls' behinds
But every time it came to me, I was shit out of luck
Because I'd stick my dick in, and it would get stuck
The girls would say "Stop!" I'd say "I'm not!
That's enough, I quit, 'cause y'all are bustin' me out!"
I say, girls, don't hide it, just divide it
And please don't knock it until you've tried it
So to all of you bitches and all you hoes
Let's have group sex and do the Rambo!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
I'm the Peter Piper of the 1980's
Got a long hard dick for all of the ladies
I don't care if you got three babies
You can work the sitck in my Mercedes
If you wanna blow, just let me know
We can go backstage at the end of the show
I'll look at you, and you will look at me
With my dick in my hands as you fall to your knees
You know what to do, 'cause I won't say please
Just nibble on my dick like a rat does cheese!
[Chorus]
Check it Out Y'all lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Mr. Mixx]
Check it out y'all
Ch-ch-check it out y'all
2 - 2 Live Crew
2 Li - 2 Li - 2 Li - 2 Live Crew
Fresh - Fresh - Fresh Kid Ice
Tre - Treach Dee Jay
Bro - Brother Marquis
Bus - Bust a rhyme
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
Extra extra, hear all the bad news
About the wacky-wack MCs and the ones like you
Because I've done everything that you have tried
And I've been accepted where you've been denied
I'm the M-A-R, the Q-U-I-S
Here to run down a rhyme at your request
I'm the New York born, who's sharp as a thorn
I came here tonight just to get it on
So listen up close and listen up well
Cause the Brother Marquis has a story to tell
This is a story about an MC
Who got real brave and challenged me
He thought that he was bad, he thought he was tough
Until I, what, until I called his bluff
And as the battle began, his rhymes got weaker
You couldn't even hear his voice come out the speaker
And as he started to get ignored
The party people turned and walked off the floor
They did not applaud and they did not cheer
And homeboys just said "Get the fuck outta here"
So as I cracked a smile and started to laugh
I could see the sucka duck muthafucka gettin mad
He had a frown on his face, he was hotter than fire
He wasn't competition but just a little biter
So, as he turned and walked away
With his head to the ground and nothing to say
Cause he was busted, disgusted, and couldn't be trusted
He tried to battle me and found self-DESTRUCTION
[Mr. Mixx]
2 Live Crew
2 Li - 2 Li - 2 Li - 2 Live Crew
Bus - Bust a rhyme
Bus - Bust a rhyme
Bus - Bust a rhyme
Fresh - Fresh Kid Ice
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
I've been rhymin and designin, and always tryin
Our beats are always strong, and never dyin
The lyrics I recite, I say with power
So step aside or get devoured
I won't say I'm sorry cause I don't want glory
Gonna stimulate this party, so don't you worry
Bustin all fresh rhymes, don't need to diss
Cause I'm known at parties as a catalyst
Gonna make you all dance, keep ya body in motion
Cause anything I do, I get an ovation
The compliments I get never cease to end
Cause I say what I want and I never bend
To any silly shit that you got to say
But to hear me rap, ya gotta pay
Cause you heard it before and it ain't no lie
That 2 Live music will never die!
[Mr. Mixx]
Check it out y'all
Ch-ch-check it-ch-check it-check it out y'all
Check it-check it-check it-check it-check it out y'all
Check it out y'all
Check it-check it-check it-check it-check it out y'all
2 - 2 Live Crew
2 Li - 2 Li - 2 Li - 2 Live Crew
Bus - Bust a rhyme
Bro - Brother Marquis
Bro - Brother Marquis
Bust a rhyme
Bus - Bust a rhyme
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
I met this girl named Kisha, the daughter of a preacher
I met her in school and we did it on the bleachers
The kids were in gym as I went for a swim
I rocked her so good until she wanted it again
That was jet-set, so soft and wet
Now Kisha's on my tip, and that you can bet
Until one day I got caught in the act
With my girl named Melissa from a few days back
Kisha done called me up and asked me to explain
She said I played with her heart like it was a game
She said "Why?" I couldn't deny
She said "Don't lie" then she started to cry
But Kisha was YEARNIN to be DE-VIRGINED
She told her father, and he preached her a SERMON
[Mr. Mixx]
Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-check-check it out y'all
Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-check it out y'all
Check it - check it out
Check it - check it - check it out y'all
Bus - Bust a rhyme
Fre - Fresh Kid Ice
Bus - Bust a rhyme
[Verse 4: Fresh Kid Ice]
My name is Kid Ice, Gemini is my sign
>From the time I started rappin, your title was mine
I started in the West, brought back to the East
Got ?about? my man Luke who unleashed the beast
In me, for oh so long, I was put down
Forced by others to listen to their sound
Til the time has come as I proclaim to you
All you sucka duck rappers, your era is through
You call yourselves kings, that is only a dream
You need style and ability to make a team
So ya better come hard, and come correct
Cause every weak rhyme ya bring, I will reject
So go back home and learn to write
But don't come back til ya say it right
So while you're still there lookin stupid in the face
Ya better get lost with ya pat-pat bass
[Mr. Mixx]
Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-check it out y'all
Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-check it out y'all
Check it - check it out
Check it - check it out
Check it - check it - check it out - check it out
Check it - check it out y'all
Tre - Treach Dee Jay
Check it out y'all
Tre - Treach Dee Jay
Check it - check it - check it out
Tre - Treach Dee Jay
Tre - Treach Dee Jay
Treach Dee Jay
Check it out - check it out y'all
[scratching]
aw yeah! [x7]
Check it out y'all
Ch-ch-check it out y'all
2 - 2 Live Crew
2 Li - 2 Li - 2 Li - 2 Live Crew
Fresh - Fresh - Fresh Kid Ice
Tre - Treach Dee Jay
Bro - Brother Marquis
Bus - Bust a rhyme
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
Extra extra, hear all the bad news
About the wacky-wack MCs and the ones like you
Because I've done everything that you have tried
And I've been accepted where you've been denied
I'm the M-A-R, the Q-U-I-S
Here to run down a rhyme at your request
I'm the New York born, who's sharp as a thorn
I came here tonight just to get it on
So listen up close and listen up well
Cause the Brother Marquis has a story to tell
This is a story about an MC
Who got real brave and challenged me
He thought that he was bad, he thought he was tough
Until I, what, until I called his bluff
And as the battle began, his rhymes got weaker
You couldn't even hear his voice come out the speaker
And as he started to get ignored
The party people turned and walked off the floor
They did not applaud and they did not cheer
And homeboys just said "Get the fuck outta here"
So as I cracked a smile and started to laugh
I could see the sucka duck muthafucka gettin mad
He had a frown on his face, he was hotter than fire
He wasn't competition but just a little biter
So, as he turned and walked away
With his head to the ground and nothing to say
Cause he was busted, disgusted, and couldn't be trusted
He tried to battle me and found self-DESTRUCTION
[Mr. Mixx]
2 Live Crew
2 Li - 2 Li - 2 Li - 2 Live Crew
Bus - Bust a rhyme
Bus - Bust a rhyme
Bus - Bust a rhyme
Fresh - Fresh Kid Ice
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
I've been rhymin and designin, and always tryin
Our beats are always strong, and never dyin
The lyrics I recite, I say with power
So step aside or get devoured
I won't say I'm sorry cause I don't want glory
Gonna stimulate this party, so don't you worry
Bustin all fresh rhymes, don't need to diss
Cause I'm known at parties as a catalyst
Gonna make you all dance, keep ya body in motion
Cause anything I do, I get an ovation
The compliments I get never cease to end
Cause I say what I want and I never bend
To any silly shit that you got to say
But to hear me rap, ya gotta pay
Cause you heard it before and it ain't no lie
That 2 Live music will never die!
[Mr. Mixx]
Check it out y'all
Ch-ch-check it-ch-check it-check it out y'all
Check it-check it-check it-check it-check it out y'all
Check it out y'all
Check it-check it-check it-check it-check it out y'all
2 - 2 Live Crew
2 Li - 2 Li - 2 Li - 2 Live Crew
Bus - Bust a rhyme
Bro - Brother Marquis
Bro - Brother Marquis
Bust a rhyme
Bus - Bust a rhyme
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
I met this girl named Kisha, the daughter of a preacher
I met her in school and we did it on the bleachers
The kids were in gym as I went for a swim
I rocked her so good until she wanted it again
That was jet-set, so soft and wet
Now Kisha's on my tip, and that you can bet
Until one day I got caught in the act
With my girl named Melissa from a few days back
Kisha done called me up and asked me to explain
She said I played with her heart like it was a game
She said "Why?" I couldn't deny
She said "Don't lie" then she started to cry
But Kisha was YEARNIN to be DE-VIRGINED
She told her father, and he preached her a SERMON
[Mr. Mixx]
Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-check-check it out y'all
Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-check it out y'all
Check it - check it out
Check it - check it - check it out y'all
Bus - Bust a rhyme
Fre - Fresh Kid Ice
Bus - Bust a rhyme
[Verse 4: Fresh Kid Ice]
My name is Kid Ice, Gemini is my sign
>From the time I started rappin, your title was mine
I started in the West, brought back to the East
Got ?about? my man Luke who unleashed the beast
In me, for oh so long, I was put down
Forced by others to listen to their sound
Til the time has come as I proclaim to you
All you sucka duck rappers, your era is through
You call yourselves kings, that is only a dream
You need style and ability to make a team
So ya better come hard, and come correct
Cause every weak rhyme ya bring, I will reject
So go back home and learn to write
But don't come back til ya say it right
So while you're still there lookin stupid in the face
Ya better get lost with ya pat-pat bass
[Mr. Mixx]
Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-check it out y'all
Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-check it out y'all
Check it - check it out
Check it - check it out
Check it - check it - check it out - check it out
Check it - check it out y'all
Tre - Treach Dee Jay
Check it out y'all
Tre - Treach Dee Jay
Check it - check it - check it out
Tre - Treach Dee Jay
Tre - Treach Dee Jay
Treach Dee Jay
Check it out - check it out y'all
[scratching]
aw yeah! [x7]
Get It Girl lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Mr. Mixx cuts in Dolemite]
(I wouldn't lie to you ... I want you to get ready to get on,
'cause I got some ol' nasty-ass shit to talk tonight!)
(Please somebody...)
(Come on girl)
(Get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
(Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
(Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it)
(Get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
[Fresh Kid Ice]
I'm the only man that can rock your world
[Brother Marquis]
Come with me and let me
(get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
[Mr. Mixx cuts up]
(Come on girl)
(Get it) (get it) (get it) (get it) (get it girl)
[Fresh Kid Ice]
I've been lookin' at you for a while
With your big brown ass and a pretty smile
Every guy call you sexy but your man is weak
He can't satisfy you, baby, I'm your freak
[Brother Marquis]
If you want a real man the man is me
Come into my world, I'm your fantasy
'cause where you're goin' is into my world
[both]
Just straight up lovin, come and (get it girl)
[Mr. Mixx cuts up]
(Don't stop)
(Get it) (get it) (get it) (get it) (get it girl) etc.
[Fresh Kid Ice]
When you come to me all you do is ask
'cause your fulfillment is my only task
I won't mislead you or mistreat you
I'll just kiss, hug and squeeze you
[Brother Marquis]
When you think of me lovin's on your mind
It's written in the books that I'm one of a kind
I like makin' love seven days a week
Not like your man, I'm just a freak
[Fresh Kid Ice]
Your man did you wrong, now it's my turn
After all his dick, I knew you would learn
'cause there ain't another who can rock your world
[both]
Just open those legs and let me (get it girl)
(Get it) (get it) (get it) (get it) (get it girl) etc.
(Don't stop)
[Mr. Mixx cuts in]
(Grab hold of this, baby)
(Oh no, I can't do that)
(Grab hold of this, baby)
(Oh no)
(I got a big black dick and it stays hard as a rock)
(Fifteen inches long and eight inches thick!)
(Ohhhhhhh!) (Don't get me wrong, I'll take a lil' mo) [x4]
(Ooh, this is some good pussy) (?Stop her with yo tongue?) [x3]
(Ooh, this is some good pussy)
(Get it) (get it) (get it) (get it) (get it girl) etc.
(Please somebody)
(I wouldn't lie to you ... I want you to get ready to get on,
'cause I got some ol' nasty-ass shit to talk tonight!)
(Please somebody...)
(Come on girl)
(Get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
(Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
(Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it)
(Get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
[Fresh Kid Ice]
I'm the only man that can rock your world
[Brother Marquis]
Come with me and let me
(get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
[Mr. Mixx cuts up]
(Come on girl)
(Get it) (get it) (get it) (get it) (get it girl)
[Fresh Kid Ice]
I've been lookin' at you for a while
With your big brown ass and a pretty smile
Every guy call you sexy but your man is weak
He can't satisfy you, baby, I'm your freak
[Brother Marquis]
If you want a real man the man is me
Come into my world, I'm your fantasy
'cause where you're goin' is into my world
[both]
Just straight up lovin, come and (get it girl)
[Mr. Mixx cuts up]
(Don't stop)
(Get it) (get it) (get it) (get it) (get it girl) etc.
[Fresh Kid Ice]
When you come to me all you do is ask
'cause your fulfillment is my only task
I won't mislead you or mistreat you
I'll just kiss, hug and squeeze you
[Brother Marquis]
When you think of me lovin's on your mind
It's written in the books that I'm one of a kind
I like makin' love seven days a week
Not like your man, I'm just a freak
[Fresh Kid Ice]
Your man did you wrong, now it's my turn
After all his dick, I knew you would learn
'cause there ain't another who can rock your world
[both]
Just open those legs and let me (get it girl)
(Get it) (get it) (get it) (get it) (get it girl) etc.
(Don't stop)
[Mr. Mixx cuts in]
(Grab hold of this, baby)
(Oh no, I can't do that)
(Grab hold of this, baby)
(Oh no)
(I got a big black dick and it stays hard as a rock)
(Fifteen inches long and eight inches thick!)
(Ohhhhhhh!) (Don't get me wrong, I'll take a lil' mo) [x4]
(Ooh, this is some good pussy) (?Stop her with yo tongue?) [x3]
(Ooh, this is some good pussy)
(Get it) (get it) (get it) (get it) (get it girl) etc.
(Please somebody)
Throw The 'D' lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
Listen up y'all 'cuz this is it
Forget that old dance and throw that D
Let's dance
[repeat x5]
It's a brand new dance and it's comin' your way
It was started in Miami by the Ghetto DJs
See, some call it nasty, but that's not true
It's just an oldie dance that you can do
'cuz you need to sex your body, make your partner come alive
If you can't do that, don't even try
So, get yourself together and learn it quick
Just get on the floor and throw that D
Let's dance
[repeat x5]
Throw that D
[repeat x4]
When I went to Miami, couldn't believe my eyes
This female was stoned wanted me to try
If you don't know how to do it, here's what you must do
Just listen up close I'll explain to you
Just jump in the air
And when you land you'll mind like you just don't care
It's all in the hips, so go berserk
And let that D do the work
So while it's workin' you'd better start strokin'
To show your partner that you ain't jokin'
'cuz this ain't a dance from mother goose
Better freak your body and turn it loose
'cuz when you're on the floor you don't give a shit
All you want to do is throw that D
Throw that D
[repeat x4]
Forget that old dance and throw that D
Let's dance
[repeat x5]
It's a brand new dance and it's comin' your way
It was started in Miami by the Ghetto DJs
See, some call it nasty, but that's not true
It's just an oldie dance that you can do
'cuz you need to sex your body, make your partner come alive
If you can't do that, don't even try
So, get yourself together and learn it quick
Just get on the floor and throw that D
Let's dance
[repeat x5]
Throw that D
[repeat x4]
When I went to Miami, couldn't believe my eyes
This female was stoned wanted me to try
If you don't know how to do it, here's what you must do
Just listen up close I'll explain to you
Just jump in the air
And when you land you'll mind like you just don't care
It's all in the hips, so go berserk
And let that D do the work
So while it's workin' you'd better start strokin'
To show your partner that you ain't jokin'
'cuz this ain't a dance from mother goose
Better freak your body and turn it loose
'cuz when you're on the floor you don't give a shit
All you want to do is throw that D
Throw that D
[repeat x4]
Bill So Horny lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Sampled Words:]
What'll we get for ten dollars?
Every t'ing you want.
Everything?
Every t'ing
[Bill:]
Monica?
[Monica]
Yes, Bill?
[Bill]
Monica, what would you do for a job here at the White House?
[Monica]
I'd do anything, Bill.
[Bill]
Really?
[Monica]
Mm-hm.
[Bill:]
Well, do you swallow?
[Monica]
I sure do, Bill.
[Bill]
You do?
[Monica]
Mm-hm.
[Bill]
Well, what would you do with this cigar?
[Monica]
Well why don't you let me show you, Billy.
Ooh! Don't do that, baby! Ahh! Hold on this! Oh, sock it to me! Aaah!
[Chorus: repeated during breakdowns]
Ahh! Me so horny! Me love you long time!
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
Sittin' in my office with my dick on hard
Fuckin' all the interns 'cause I'm the boss
Picked up the telephone to call one of my bitches
Said, "What's up, Monica baby? Can you come and kiss it?"
She arrived at the White House, knocked on the door,
Threw her draws on the floor and said "Fuck me!" like a whore"
I'm a freak in heat, a dog without warning!
Your dick is much bigger than Vernon Jordan's."
[Chorus]
[Bill during chorus:]
Now Monica ...
Monica, c'mon, let's go into the Oval Office, girl.
I just wanna break you off a lil' somethin' ...
Comeon now, let's go ... well, you know we can go half on it, baby ...
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
Gore always asks him why he sexes so much
It's the perks of being Prez; you always get a nut
Since you're married to Tipper, you shouldn't be sad
Don't tell Hilary so she won't get mad
'Cause you know she'll be disgusted if he ever gets busted
And Newt will be mad 'cause he didn't get the ass
He's a Prez in heat, a freak without warning
He loves oral sex, 'cause Bill so horny!
[Chorus]
[Bill during chorus:]
Oh, Monica, I want you to come over here
and break me off in the Oval Office, now ...
di-did you bring your Presidential knee-pads?
I'm ready to get my freak on, girl,
I don't know about you ... I'm not a player no more, girl ... naw,
I just crush a lot ...
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
You can say I'm a pervert or a desperate motherfucker
I'll hook you up with Paula and let you do each other
I'll play with your mind just like it's a game
I'll call my homie Vernon so we can run a "train"
And fuck Linda Tripp, 'cause I hate that bitch
I even got her on tape sucking on my dick
I'm a freak in heat, a dog without warning
Hilary's my wife, but Monica baby, you're my woman
[Chorus]
[Bill during chorus:]
Oh Monica ... oh, I can't believe it's sogood, girl ...
I'm gonna have to take you to the next Democratic Convention ...
so you can hook up all the fellas ...
this'll be goodfor some vogues ...
I can't believe this ... ohhh God ...
[Breakdown: Mr Mixx]
[cuts and scratches: "Hey, what's the matter, baby?"]
[Chorus]
[Bill during chorus:]
Oh Monica, that's ...
oh, that feels so goood!
Ohh! Oh yes, ohhh!
Oh! Ohh! Ohhhh!!!
Oh yeah ... ohhh ... oh yes!
Oh ...
[Verse 4: Fresh Kid Ice]
It's true you weren't employed until you met Bill
He made you an intern, and you ratted still
You tell your parents that he turned you out
In the Oval Office of the White House
You said it yourself, you like it like he do
You put your lips on his cigar, and kissed it too
He's a freak in heat; Janet Reno didn't warn 'em
He loves oral sex, 'cause Bill so horny!
[Chorus]
[Outro] [repeated till end of track]
Fuckie suckie
Me fuckie suckie
[Bill during chorus and outro:]
Monica, I can't believe you did this to me!
I gave you a job, woman! Dammit, why did you do this to me?
Now what's America gonna think?
I mean, it could've just been me, you, and my wife Hilary!
No one had to know!
You didn't have to go tell everybody, now!
Ken Starr's on my case and ...
bringin' up all that Linda Tripp and Paula Jones and ...
Jennifer Flowers stuff!
My wife won't even talk to me! Hilary! Hilary! Hilary --
Chelsea, tell your mom I'm talking to her!
Hilary, talk to me, dammit!
Come on, say somethin'!
I'll blow somethin' up if you don't talk to me, woman!
I can't believe this! ...
My career's in shambles ...
but I still love America!
Me so horny
What'll we get for ten dollars?
Every t'ing you want.
Everything?
Every t'ing
[Bill:]
Monica?
[Monica]
Yes, Bill?
[Bill]
Monica, what would you do for a job here at the White House?
[Monica]
I'd do anything, Bill.
[Bill]
Really?
[Monica]
Mm-hm.
[Bill:]
Well, do you swallow?
[Monica]
I sure do, Bill.
[Bill]
You do?
[Monica]
Mm-hm.
[Bill]
Well, what would you do with this cigar?
[Monica]
Well why don't you let me show you, Billy.
Ooh! Don't do that, baby! Ahh! Hold on this! Oh, sock it to me! Aaah!
[Chorus: repeated during breakdowns]
Ahh! Me so horny! Me love you long time!
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
Sittin' in my office with my dick on hard
Fuckin' all the interns 'cause I'm the boss
Picked up the telephone to call one of my bitches
Said, "What's up, Monica baby? Can you come and kiss it?"
She arrived at the White House, knocked on the door,
Threw her draws on the floor and said "Fuck me!" like a whore"
I'm a freak in heat, a dog without warning!
Your dick is much bigger than Vernon Jordan's."
[Chorus]
[Bill during chorus:]
Now Monica ...
Monica, c'mon, let's go into the Oval Office, girl.
I just wanna break you off a lil' somethin' ...
Comeon now, let's go ... well, you know we can go half on it, baby ...
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
Gore always asks him why he sexes so much
It's the perks of being Prez; you always get a nut
Since you're married to Tipper, you shouldn't be sad
Don't tell Hilary so she won't get mad
'Cause you know she'll be disgusted if he ever gets busted
And Newt will be mad 'cause he didn't get the ass
He's a Prez in heat, a freak without warning
He loves oral sex, 'cause Bill so horny!
[Chorus]
[Bill during chorus:]
Oh, Monica, I want you to come over here
and break me off in the Oval Office, now ...
di-did you bring your Presidential knee-pads?
I'm ready to get my freak on, girl,
I don't know about you ... I'm not a player no more, girl ... naw,
I just crush a lot ...
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
You can say I'm a pervert or a desperate motherfucker
I'll hook you up with Paula and let you do each other
I'll play with your mind just like it's a game
I'll call my homie Vernon so we can run a "train"
And fuck Linda Tripp, 'cause I hate that bitch
I even got her on tape sucking on my dick
I'm a freak in heat, a dog without warning
Hilary's my wife, but Monica baby, you're my woman
[Chorus]
[Bill during chorus:]
Oh Monica ... oh, I can't believe it's sogood, girl ...
I'm gonna have to take you to the next Democratic Convention ...
so you can hook up all the fellas ...
this'll be goodfor some vogues ...
I can't believe this ... ohhh God ...
[Breakdown: Mr Mixx]
[cuts and scratches: "Hey, what's the matter, baby?"]
[Chorus]
[Bill during chorus:]
Oh Monica, that's ...
oh, that feels so goood!
Ohh! Oh yes, ohhh!
Oh! Ohh! Ohhhh!!!
Oh yeah ... ohhh ... oh yes!
Oh ...
[Verse 4: Fresh Kid Ice]
It's true you weren't employed until you met Bill
He made you an intern, and you ratted still
You tell your parents that he turned you out
In the Oval Office of the White House
You said it yourself, you like it like he do
You put your lips on his cigar, and kissed it too
He's a freak in heat; Janet Reno didn't warn 'em
He loves oral sex, 'cause Bill so horny!
[Chorus]
[Outro] [repeated till end of track]
Fuckie suckie
Me fuckie suckie
[Bill during chorus and outro:]
Monica, I can't believe you did this to me!
I gave you a job, woman! Dammit, why did you do this to me?
Now what's America gonna think?
I mean, it could've just been me, you, and my wife Hilary!
No one had to know!
You didn't have to go tell everybody, now!
Ken Starr's on my case and ...
bringin' up all that Linda Tripp and Paula Jones and ...
Jennifer Flowers stuff!
My wife won't even talk to me! Hilary! Hilary! Hilary --
Chelsea, tell your mom I'm talking to her!
Hilary, talk to me, dammit!
Come on, say somethin'!
I'll blow somethin' up if you don't talk to me, woman!
I can't believe this! ...
My career's in shambles ...
but I still love America!
Me so horny
Boyz With Da Bass lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Intro mysterious music:]
"Absolutely no one under 17 will be admitted without parent or certified adult guardian."
"They'll fry your brain. They're sick as hell!"
"Jolly good fun."
"You'll die dancin'!"
"Dark, gliding shapes that glide every long inch ... "
"Buy 'em or die a thousand deaths!"
[Chorus:]
Heyy!
2 Live Crew
Boys with the bass!
"You better know it!"
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
That's right y'all, you heard it 'cause we said it
And if you can't read in the magazines,
You read about who? You know the Crew!
Fresh outta Pac
And the first to put the bass on the 24-track
Some said it wouldn't work, some said it wouldn't last
In New York, they say that the tempo's too fast
You disregarded, but the albums got charted
We put 'em in the stores and millions habe bought it
An underground sound, not liked by radio
You hear it in the cars and at the dicso
On the airwaves, we misbehave
We're too bold, too rugged in our nasty ways
From dirty minds come dirty rhymes
We're not gonna beg for your time
You don't play it? That's cool with me
But somehow, our bass still reaches the street
As long as we got it, you can get it
People want the bass, so some try to steal it
From behind our back, and not in our face
'Cause 2 Live is the Crew, the boys with the bass!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
Holdin' out own in the South-East region
When you come to the bottom, pledge to our allegiance
I'm glad to say that we're the proud owners,
The rock-and-rollers, you can't us this over
The name of the game is supply and demand
We supply the bass while you demand our jams
We could not wait to bring our bass to you
Because in this game, you lag, you lose
See, we serve our bass raw, straight up and not false
This is the kind you dance to, and not on 8-Ball
Plenty of bass, the beat, and the rhyme
That my homeboy Mr. Mixx carefully designed
Hittin' hard as hell, and always droppin'
Bass is the reason why you are rockin'
When you hear our songs, and you see our face
Put two and two together; we're the boys with the bass!
[Chorus]
("It's the best in this city!")
"Absolutely no one under 17 will be admitted without parent or certified adult guardian."
"They'll fry your brain. They're sick as hell!"
"Jolly good fun."
"You'll die dancin'!"
"Dark, gliding shapes that glide every long inch ... "
"Buy 'em or die a thousand deaths!"
[Chorus:]
Heyy!
2 Live Crew
Boys with the bass!
"You better know it!"
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
That's right y'all, you heard it 'cause we said it
And if you can't read in the magazines,
You read about who? You know the Crew!
Fresh outta Pac
And the first to put the bass on the 24-track
Some said it wouldn't work, some said it wouldn't last
In New York, they say that the tempo's too fast
You disregarded, but the albums got charted
We put 'em in the stores and millions habe bought it
An underground sound, not liked by radio
You hear it in the cars and at the dicso
On the airwaves, we misbehave
We're too bold, too rugged in our nasty ways
From dirty minds come dirty rhymes
We're not gonna beg for your time
You don't play it? That's cool with me
But somehow, our bass still reaches the street
As long as we got it, you can get it
People want the bass, so some try to steal it
From behind our back, and not in our face
'Cause 2 Live is the Crew, the boys with the bass!
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
Holdin' out own in the South-East region
When you come to the bottom, pledge to our allegiance
I'm glad to say that we're the proud owners,
The rock-and-rollers, you can't us this over
The name of the game is supply and demand
We supply the bass while you demand our jams
We could not wait to bring our bass to you
Because in this game, you lag, you lose
See, we serve our bass raw, straight up and not false
This is the kind you dance to, and not on 8-Ball
Plenty of bass, the beat, and the rhyme
That my homeboy Mr. Mixx carefully designed
Hittin' hard as hell, and always droppin'
Bass is the reason why you are rockin'
When you hear our songs, and you see our face
Put two and two together; we're the boys with the bass!
[Chorus]
("It's the best in this city!")
Hangin' Out lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[from "Boyz N The Hood" Soundtrack]
"It's not the way to do it!"
[gunshots]
"Shut up bitch!"
"Yeahhhhh boyyyyy!"
"You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge."
"This is serious business."
"Come by boy!"
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
Hangin' on the corner, lookin' real sporty
Coolin' with the fellas while downin' a 40
Nothing to do, just killin' time
Sittin' on my ride with my hand on my 9
Gettin' a buzz, feelin' kinda nice
Homie dropped a 20, so we shot some dice
We played for a while, 'till my luck was out
So the bitches walked by and my dick popped out
Rankin' on the bitches hanging in the street
It's feedin' time, so hoe, come eat
Nibble on this dick, make me just say please
You know how it's done, like a rat does cheese
The hoe started buggin', jumped in my face
Since the boys were stressin', I had to punch her in the face
Grabbed the weave, stuffed it in her mouth
Don't fuck with the Kid while I'm hangin' out!
[Interval: Marquis talking. Most of his words are indistinct.]
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
Me and my nigga, rollin' hard
Hangin' out, the whole nine yards
I'm smokin' a fat one, takin' a 40 to the head
Watch out, fool, get shot dead
And bitches clownin', cryin' and all that
But yet, still, I keep my gat
Rollin' real hard in a six-tre ('63)
Motherfuckin' punk, step out my way
And all you fools in the game, you silly-ass lames
You can't fuck with me; I'm wild and not tame
Like a savage beast, I'm out on the street
So, motherfucker, what's up with that? You wanted beef?
Punk, you got a problem? I'll solve 'em!
I pulled his gat; his life cost him
So don't fuck with me while I'm around in the back
I'm always strapped when I'm hangin' out!
"It's not the way to do it!"
[gunshots]
"Shut up bitch!"
"Yeahhhhh boyyyyy!"
"You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge."
"This is serious business."
"Come by boy!"
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
Hangin' on the corner, lookin' real sporty
Coolin' with the fellas while downin' a 40
Nothing to do, just killin' time
Sittin' on my ride with my hand on my 9
Gettin' a buzz, feelin' kinda nice
Homie dropped a 20, so we shot some dice
We played for a while, 'till my luck was out
So the bitches walked by and my dick popped out
Rankin' on the bitches hanging in the street
It's feedin' time, so hoe, come eat
Nibble on this dick, make me just say please
You know how it's done, like a rat does cheese
The hoe started buggin', jumped in my face
Since the boys were stressin', I had to punch her in the face
Grabbed the weave, stuffed it in her mouth
Don't fuck with the Kid while I'm hangin' out!
[Interval: Marquis talking. Most of his words are indistinct.]
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
Me and my nigga, rollin' hard
Hangin' out, the whole nine yards
I'm smokin' a fat one, takin' a 40 to the head
Watch out, fool, get shot dead
And bitches clownin', cryin' and all that
But yet, still, I keep my gat
Rollin' real hard in a six-tre ('63)
Motherfuckin' punk, step out my way
And all you fools in the game, you silly-ass lames
You can't fuck with me; I'm wild and not tame
Like a savage beast, I'm out on the street
So, motherfucker, what's up with that? You wanted beef?
Punk, you got a problem? I'll solve 'em!
I pulled his gat; his life cost him
So don't fuck with me while I'm around in the back
I'm always strapped when I'm hangin' out!
Hoochie Mama lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[from "Friday" Soundtrack]
[Intro: Mr. Mixx]
Big booty hoes - up wit it!
Hoochie mamas - up wit it!
Let me see ya touch the ground!
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
I don't know my reputation
But all the niggas in the hood say it's all good
But the bitch ain't shit, so you need to make a switch
Smackin' on ya lips with your hands on your hips
Triflin' slimy, don't try me
Playin' on the phone? You supposed to be grown
Bitch, stop lyin', I ain't with it
Keep runnin' ya mouth and I'ma stick my dick in it
Hoochie hoodrat needs home training
Ghetto-ass always complaining
Tryin to clown in front of my friends
By the way, bitch, can I get those ends?
Fuck theatrics, you ain't no actress
Lay on the mattress and let a nigga splak it
The bitch is full of DRAMA!!
Hoochie hoodrat is a hoe like her momma!
[Chorus 2x: Mr. Mixx]
She ain't nothin' but a hoochie mama!
[Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama!]
Yeah, she ain't nothin' but a hoochie mama!
[Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama!]
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
Hoe I love your big brown eyes
And the way you shake your thighs
Actin' like you're so damn cute
Let a real nigga just knock them boots
I don't need no confrontation
All I want is an ejaculation
'Cause I like them ghetto hoochies
Ones who like to pop that coochie
[Hoo wee!] Miami style!
Makin niggas smile, bitch get wild
'Cause freaky shit is what I like
and I love to see two bitches dyke
My favorite time is 69
Bitch you know it's hoochie time
Fuck what you heard and save the drama
All I want is my hoochie mama!
[Chorus 4x: Luke]
You ain't nothin' but a hoochie ma-ma!
[Hoodrat hoodrat hoochie mama!]
[Verse 3
Marquis:]
Mama just don't understand
Why I love your hoochie ass
Sex is what I need you for
I got a good girl, but I need a whore
I like my bitch promiscous
Hot in the ass and ready to fuck
Foreplay your way, our way, my way
Trick or freak, and I hit it on Friday
[Kid Ice:]
Girl, you know you look so cute
Ridin' 'round town in ya Dazzey Dukes
Come on over for a visit
Let a nigga ride in ya Civic
Cos I like them ghetto hoochies
One who got them big ol' booties
Save the drama for your mama
All I want is my hoochie mama
[Chorus 4x: Luke]
You ain't nothin' but a hoochie ma-ma!
[Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama!]
[Luke:] BREAKDOWN!!!
[Mixx scratches:] "God damn, you a trooper!
[Outro 2x: Mr. Mixx]
You ain't nothin' but a hoochie mama!
[Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama!]
Yeah, she ain't nothin' but a hoochie mama!
[Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama!]
[Intro: Mr. Mixx]
Big booty hoes - up wit it!
Hoochie mamas - up wit it!
Let me see ya touch the ground!
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
I don't know my reputation
But all the niggas in the hood say it's all good
But the bitch ain't shit, so you need to make a switch
Smackin' on ya lips with your hands on your hips
Triflin' slimy, don't try me
Playin' on the phone? You supposed to be grown
Bitch, stop lyin', I ain't with it
Keep runnin' ya mouth and I'ma stick my dick in it
Hoochie hoodrat needs home training
Ghetto-ass always complaining
Tryin to clown in front of my friends
By the way, bitch, can I get those ends?
Fuck theatrics, you ain't no actress
Lay on the mattress and let a nigga splak it
The bitch is full of DRAMA!!
Hoochie hoodrat is a hoe like her momma!
[Chorus 2x: Mr. Mixx]
She ain't nothin' but a hoochie mama!
[Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama!]
Yeah, she ain't nothin' but a hoochie mama!
[Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama!]
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
Hoe I love your big brown eyes
And the way you shake your thighs
Actin' like you're so damn cute
Let a real nigga just knock them boots
I don't need no confrontation
All I want is an ejaculation
'Cause I like them ghetto hoochies
Ones who like to pop that coochie
[Hoo wee!] Miami style!
Makin niggas smile, bitch get wild
'Cause freaky shit is what I like
and I love to see two bitches dyke
My favorite time is 69
Bitch you know it's hoochie time
Fuck what you heard and save the drama
All I want is my hoochie mama!
[Chorus 4x: Luke]
You ain't nothin' but a hoochie ma-ma!
[Hoodrat hoodrat hoochie mama!]
[Verse 3
Marquis:]
Mama just don't understand
Why I love your hoochie ass
Sex is what I need you for
I got a good girl, but I need a whore
I like my bitch promiscous
Hot in the ass and ready to fuck
Foreplay your way, our way, my way
Trick or freak, and I hit it on Friday
[Kid Ice:]
Girl, you know you look so cute
Ridin' 'round town in ya Dazzey Dukes
Come on over for a visit
Let a nigga ride in ya Civic
Cos I like them ghetto hoochies
One who got them big ol' booties
Save the drama for your mama
All I want is my hoochie mama
[Chorus 4x: Luke]
You ain't nothin' but a hoochie ma-ma!
[Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama!]
[Luke:] BREAKDOWN!!!
[Mixx scratches:] "God damn, you a trooper!
[Outro 2x: Mr. Mixx]
You ain't nothin' but a hoochie mama!
[Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama!]
Yeah, she ain't nothin' but a hoochie mama!
[Hoodrat, hoodrat, hoochie mama!]
I Can't Go for That lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Chorus:]
[Mixx scratches:] "I can't go for that" and "nooo"
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
Have you ever met a girl who dressed real fly
And wanted all the things that your money could buy?
She wanted gold chains, a brand new Louie
You gotta spend money to get that coochie
She'll find a man who thought he was raw
Then leave him heartbroken when his money was no more
She'll get any man and treat him nice
Now she wanted me, the Fresh Kid Ice
But I knew her game, and that's a fact
I'm sorry to say that ...
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
You're taking my kindness for a weakness
I find out your game with the quickness
I'm streetwise; I can see no good
'Cause that's the law in my neighborhood
You think that you're slick, and you can get over
But not on me, Marquis, your brother
When I first met you, you seemed to be different
Now you're askin' me for money? I ain't with it!
You don't love me, so stop lyin'
Don't try to run a guilt-trip down by cryin'
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
[FKI]
Women these days aren't realistic
They'll drive a man crazy 'cause they're materialistic
Always wantin' things we can't afford
And when we say no, they pretend to be bored
[BM]
You can't fool me or see through me
There's something about you that just gets to me
You're scummin, and bummin', I hate to see you come and
Want to get in my pockets? You gets nothin'!
"Baby, don't trip me," what's up with that?
I ain't no sucka, I can't go for that!
[Chorus]
[Mixx scratches:] "I can't go for that" and "nooo"
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
Have you ever met a girl who dressed real fly
And wanted all the things that your money could buy?
She wanted gold chains, a brand new Louie
You gotta spend money to get that coochie
She'll find a man who thought he was raw
Then leave him heartbroken when his money was no more
She'll get any man and treat him nice
Now she wanted me, the Fresh Kid Ice
But I knew her game, and that's a fact
I'm sorry to say that ...
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
You're taking my kindness for a weakness
I find out your game with the quickness
I'm streetwise; I can see no good
'Cause that's the law in my neighborhood
You think that you're slick, and you can get over
But not on me, Marquis, your brother
When I first met you, you seemed to be different
Now you're askin' me for money? I ain't with it!
You don't love me, so stop lyin'
Don't try to run a guilt-trip down by cryin'
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
[FKI]
Women these days aren't realistic
They'll drive a man crazy 'cause they're materialistic
Always wantin' things we can't afford
And when we say no, they pretend to be bored
[BM]
You can't fool me or see through me
There's something about you that just gets to me
You're scummin, and bummin', I hate to see you come and
Want to get in my pockets? You gets nothin'!
"Baby, don't trip me," what's up with that?
I ain't no sucka, I can't go for that!
[Chorus]
In The Dust lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[from "New Jack City" Soundtrack]
[licking noise]
"If you would suck my soul, I will lick your funky emotions."
"Is this America?! YEAH!
Is this freedom?! NO!
Is this Democracy?! NO!
Is equality?! NO!
What do we want? FREEDOM!!"
[Fresh Kid Ice]
Taking this shit into the effect mode
Expressing my feelings before I exploded
About the suffering passed on to a black man
By the money hungry seeking white man
Fucking up our streets with pollution
Then lock a nigga up for the solution ("Get in that cell, boy!")
There they go now taking on the little man
Fuck wit the cartel or the white man
[samples from "Scarface"]
Arrest musicains for the things they say
But can't find a crime after it got sprayed
This is America, In God We Trust
We won justice but...a dick is in the dust...
[Amazing V]
I'm stereotyped, so I fit the description
A nigga has the stigma for pushing or pimpin'
Police harass me and public embarrass me
They use brutality without asking me
I'm mad cause I was caught and reached for his license
Cops pulls the gun [*fires*] and cold-iced him
And I'm a victim of society I got societal ills
It's harder to pay bills than pop pills
They send a brother off to fight for your country
When ask for ours, we get nothing
I look for work and get my feelings hurt
They got my back against the wall
And my dick is in the DIRT...
[Luke "Skyywalker" Campbell - talking]
Let's talk about this man they call Nino Brown
The black man they call Nino Brown
You know there's alot of Nino Browns in every city
in the United States of America
America had formed a Nino Brown in every city
Basically because we have no way out!
Ah, Is that what America really wants us to think
That we have don't way out?
Here's an example, you have never seen
A black man come into Miami...with pounds and pounds of marijuana
Pounds and pounds of cocaine
You have never seen a black man drop off
A kilo load of cocaine out of a plane
You've never seen this
Yet it is still in our community everyday
And we're the ones going to jail for it
[Fresh Kid Ice]
The system is designed to lead us to stray
So we turn to guns and drugs for our pay
It's the sign of the times
"I gotta get mine, all I live is a life of crime"
[Amazing V]
I come up hard from the ran down ghetto
You talk your ass off, but tell me what a nigga know
All I see is alot of neighborhood drama
Babies crying, I wonder where's the mama?
She O.D. and got rushed to trauma
A dealer had to deal to make a fast buck
She was just a patient...what the fuck?!
His back's against the wall...and his dick's in the DUST...
[licking noise]
"If you would suck my soul, I will lick your funky emotions."
"Is this America?! YEAH!
Is this freedom?! NO!
Is this Democracy?! NO!
Is equality?! NO!
What do we want? FREEDOM!!"
[Fresh Kid Ice]
Taking this shit into the effect mode
Expressing my feelings before I exploded
About the suffering passed on to a black man
By the money hungry seeking white man
Fucking up our streets with pollution
Then lock a nigga up for the solution ("Get in that cell, boy!")
There they go now taking on the little man
Fuck wit the cartel or the white man
[samples from "Scarface"]
Arrest musicains for the things they say
But can't find a crime after it got sprayed
This is America, In God We Trust
We won justice but...a dick is in the dust...
[Amazing V]
I'm stereotyped, so I fit the description
A nigga has the stigma for pushing or pimpin'
Police harass me and public embarrass me
They use brutality without asking me
I'm mad cause I was caught and reached for his license
Cops pulls the gun [*fires*] and cold-iced him
And I'm a victim of society I got societal ills
It's harder to pay bills than pop pills
They send a brother off to fight for your country
When ask for ours, we get nothing
I look for work and get my feelings hurt
They got my back against the wall
And my dick is in the DIRT...
[Luke "Skyywalker" Campbell - talking]
Let's talk about this man they call Nino Brown
The black man they call Nino Brown
You know there's alot of Nino Browns in every city
in the United States of America
America had formed a Nino Brown in every city
Basically because we have no way out!
Ah, Is that what America really wants us to think
That we have don't way out?
Here's an example, you have never seen
A black man come into Miami...with pounds and pounds of marijuana
Pounds and pounds of cocaine
You have never seen a black man drop off
A kilo load of cocaine out of a plane
You've never seen this
Yet it is still in our community everyday
And we're the ones going to jail for it
[Fresh Kid Ice]
The system is designed to lead us to stray
So we turn to guns and drugs for our pay
It's the sign of the times
"I gotta get mine, all I live is a life of crime"
[Amazing V]
I come up hard from the ran down ghetto
You talk your ass off, but tell me what a nigga know
All I see is alot of neighborhood drama
Babies crying, I wonder where's the mama?
She O.D. and got rushed to trauma
A dealer had to deal to make a fast buck
She was just a patient...what the fuck?!
His back's against the wall...and his dick's in the DUST...
It's Christmas lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Verse 1: MC Twist and Lejuan Love]
[Twist] Christmas is a day we all must share
[Lejuan] To let your fellow man know that we care
[Twist] All about the pain
[Lejuan] Each day may bring
[Both] And if we all in the hand, all the brothers can sing
Out loud,
[Lejuan] For one simple reason:
[Twist] It's time to be merry
[Both] 'Cause it's Christmas season!
[Verse 2: Anquette]
It's the time of year for us all to act nice
As we celebrate the day of Jesus Christ
His life was all He had to give
So people like us could have a chance to live
So come on, my brother, no need to think twice
Let's all celebrate the day of Christ!
[Verse 3: 2 Live Crew]
[Marquis] You better be good
[Kid Ice] You better be nice
[Both] Or Christmas will be your day of gripe
[Marquis] So do all your work and all your chores
[Both] So you can get a gift from Santa Claus
[Marquis] Ho ho ho
[Both] Through the fallin' snow
Here comes Santa, with presents galore
[Marquis] With somethin' for me
[Kid Ice] And somethin' for you
[Marquis] Best wishes from us all,
[Both] The Skyywalker crew!
[samples from "Deck the Halls"]
[Twist] Christmas is a day we all must share
[Lejuan] To let your fellow man know that we care
[Twist] All about the pain
[Lejuan] Each day may bring
[Both] And if we all in the hand, all the brothers can sing
Out loud,
[Lejuan] For one simple reason:
[Twist] It's time to be merry
[Both] 'Cause it's Christmas season!
[Verse 2: Anquette]
It's the time of year for us all to act nice
As we celebrate the day of Jesus Christ
His life was all He had to give
So people like us could have a chance to live
So come on, my brother, no need to think twice
Let's all celebrate the day of Christ!
[Verse 3: 2 Live Crew]
[Marquis] You better be good
[Kid Ice] You better be nice
[Both] Or Christmas will be your day of gripe
[Marquis] So do all your work and all your chores
[Both] So you can get a gift from Santa Claus
[Marquis] Ho ho ho
[Both] Through the fallin' snow
Here comes Santa, with presents galore
[Marquis] With somethin' for me
[Kid Ice] And somethin' for you
[Marquis] Best wishes from us all,
[Both] The Skyywalker crew!
[samples from "Deck the Halls"]
Living in America lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[from "Ringmaster" Soundtrack]
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
There's 8 million stories in every city
And Americans love to watch it on TV
There's gays, lesbians, stripper nymphos
Teenage prostitutes, husbands gone psycho
The haters hate it 'cause it's too hot for TV
But America rules, nasty as we wanna be
Always #1 across the land
So don't hate Jerry 'cause he's the man!
With more fight time than HBO
And even Don King should promote talk shows
It't the best thing in years to hit the TV
'Cause America's rowdy-rowdy like Master P
Players everywhere love a good talk show
'Cause the hoochies get naked like a 2 Live show
So always represent the American way:
Freedom of speech and always gettin' paid!
[Chorus:]
Living in America!
Living in America! (All the time, station to station)
Living in America! (Here to here, across the nation)
Living in America! (Got to have a celebration)
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
The ghetto got me caught up in some talk show shhhhh
Now I'm on TV to find that my girl was a trick
She did my main man, plus my own band
I had to take a stand and beat the trick bad
Two sisters, that were doin' the two brothers
Now they fight 'cause they was doin' each other
The girl posin' nude used to be a dude
Outcasted from the family, now they startin' a feud
The man cheatin' on his wife got caught last night
'Cause the girl he was kissin' was a transvestite
Got caught on TV where it's too late to fight
Now the whole world knows about his secret life
50-year-old mom, dressed him like a hoochie
The hoodrat pulls a gat on the groupie
Too hot for TV, too much for the movies
Some lady smacked Jerry, say what? Sue me!
[Chorus]
[Bridge:]
(Miami! Atlanta G.A.! Chicago! And L.A.!
Houston! And New York City! And don't forget - Cincinnatti!)
I live in America!
I live in America!
[Verse 3]
[Kid Ice]
No matter how you feel, the stories are real
Showin' the world how Americans feel
With home-grown topics and a final thought
They even got hoochies without their bras
Of all the talk shows he's the best by far ...
[Instrumental where there should be a verse]
So set your VCR's if you got to go,
'Cause you're living in America with the Springer show!
[Marquis]
At the sound of the bell that goes Aw Hell!,
Another knock down, another video sale
All problems solved, all matters scarred
A girl got knocked out her chair upside the wall
More hair-pullin', nail-bitin' and people fightin'
I love this show because it's so excitin'
The people believe what they really see
On tabloid TV, even me!
[Chorus]
JER-RY!! JER-RY!! JER-RY!! JER-RY!! JER-RY!! JER-RY!!
JER-RY!! JER-RY!! JER-RY!! JER-RY!! JER-RY!! JER-RY!!
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
There's 8 million stories in every city
And Americans love to watch it on TV
There's gays, lesbians, stripper nymphos
Teenage prostitutes, husbands gone psycho
The haters hate it 'cause it's too hot for TV
But America rules, nasty as we wanna be
Always #1 across the land
So don't hate Jerry 'cause he's the man!
With more fight time than HBO
And even Don King should promote talk shows
It't the best thing in years to hit the TV
'Cause America's rowdy-rowdy like Master P
Players everywhere love a good talk show
'Cause the hoochies get naked like a 2 Live show
So always represent the American way:
Freedom of speech and always gettin' paid!
[Chorus:]
Living in America!
Living in America! (All the time, station to station)
Living in America! (Here to here, across the nation)
Living in America! (Got to have a celebration)
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
The ghetto got me caught up in some talk show shhhhh
Now I'm on TV to find that my girl was a trick
She did my main man, plus my own band
I had to take a stand and beat the trick bad
Two sisters, that were doin' the two brothers
Now they fight 'cause they was doin' each other
The girl posin' nude used to be a dude
Outcasted from the family, now they startin' a feud
The man cheatin' on his wife got caught last night
'Cause the girl he was kissin' was a transvestite
Got caught on TV where it's too late to fight
Now the whole world knows about his secret life
50-year-old mom, dressed him like a hoochie
The hoodrat pulls a gat on the groupie
Too hot for TV, too much for the movies
Some lady smacked Jerry, say what? Sue me!
[Chorus]
[Bridge:]
(Miami! Atlanta G.A.! Chicago! And L.A.!
Houston! And New York City! And don't forget - Cincinnatti!)
I live in America!
I live in America!
[Verse 3]
[Kid Ice]
No matter how you feel, the stories are real
Showin' the world how Americans feel
With home-grown topics and a final thought
They even got hoochies without their bras
Of all the talk shows he's the best by far ...
[Instrumental where there should be a verse]
So set your VCR's if you got to go,
'Cause you're living in America with the Springer show!
[Marquis]
At the sound of the bell that goes Aw Hell!,
Another knock down, another video sale
All problems solved, all matters scarred
A girl got knocked out her chair upside the wall
More hair-pullin', nail-bitin' and people fightin'
I love this show because it's so excitin'
The people believe what they really see
On tabloid TV, even me!
[Chorus]
JER-RY!! JER-RY!! JER-RY!! JER-RY!! JER-RY!! JER-RY!!
JER-RY!! JER-RY!! JER-RY!! JER-RY!! JER-RY!! JER-RY!!
Revelation lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
One two
We don't stop
Huh
[VERSE 1]
A revolution of mass confusion, brothers killin each other
Robbin their mother, father, sister and brother
They don't wanna get a job, or go to school
They think it's cool, but they're playin the fool
It's now 1984, five hundred years later
We're dominating both sides of the Aequator
In sports, music, and makin love
But yet we still have trouble rising above
It's said that in the later days
People shall be movin in different ways
There'll be many false prophets, devils in disguise
Performin illusions before your very eyes
Some have eyes to see, and ears to hear
But they cannot utilize them because of fear
You have sell-out brothers who will sell their heart
For fame and fortune or to get a head start
But in the long run they will see
That they are nothin else but victims of prophecy
Time is running short, the world is in damnation
Refuse to follow the laws of creation
You can not all be Jesus Christ
But you still can make some sacrifice
If not for anyone for yourself
Cause you have nothin to prove to anyone else
We don't longer have a sheperd now, we're lost sheep
Have to open your eyes, you can't afford to sleep
And a major factor is jealousy
Which stops us from obtainin the unity
Come on
You don't stop
[VERSE 2]
Times are hard, and people are chillin
You can't get a job, but you know you're willin
So you go down to the unemployment line
And the man throws you out on your behind
Then you find some transportation, and you go back home
And find your wife cryin on the telephone
The police called to say that your job is ill
She tried to o.d. on a bottle of pills
Now you're mad as hell, and can't take it no more
So you grab your gun and walk out the door
You find another brother and you take their check
And deep down inside you know you're riskin your neck
How do you know they don't have a knife?
But you have your gun, so then you take their life
Now your pocket is full, but can't you see
That your soul will burn in hell for eternity?
See, I remember back in Brooklyn, when I was a child
Actin wild, cause that was the stlye
But as I grew older, I learned the deal
Because my old lady told me, "Son, be for real
You have a chance to be an architect or scientist
So why do you choose to be like this?"
You have to get yourself together before it's too late
It's up to you to be a bum or someone great
We all have it in us, and that is why
They tell us lies to cover our eyes
So we are not able to see the light
And differentiate wrong from right
You see, the road to vanity is filled with flowers
You better be careful of its hypnotic powers
While the road to truth is long and full if distress
But if you make it through, you're truly the best
Come on
We don't stop
Huh
[VERSE 1]
A revolution of mass confusion, brothers killin each other
Robbin their mother, father, sister and brother
They don't wanna get a job, or go to school
They think it's cool, but they're playin the fool
It's now 1984, five hundred years later
We're dominating both sides of the Aequator
In sports, music, and makin love
But yet we still have trouble rising above
It's said that in the later days
People shall be movin in different ways
There'll be many false prophets, devils in disguise
Performin illusions before your very eyes
Some have eyes to see, and ears to hear
But they cannot utilize them because of fear
You have sell-out brothers who will sell their heart
For fame and fortune or to get a head start
But in the long run they will see
That they are nothin else but victims of prophecy
Time is running short, the world is in damnation
Refuse to follow the laws of creation
You can not all be Jesus Christ
But you still can make some sacrifice
If not for anyone for yourself
Cause you have nothin to prove to anyone else
We don't longer have a sheperd now, we're lost sheep
Have to open your eyes, you can't afford to sleep
And a major factor is jealousy
Which stops us from obtainin the unity
Come on
You don't stop
[VERSE 2]
Times are hard, and people are chillin
You can't get a job, but you know you're willin
So you go down to the unemployment line
And the man throws you out on your behind
Then you find some transportation, and you go back home
And find your wife cryin on the telephone
The police called to say that your job is ill
She tried to o.d. on a bottle of pills
Now you're mad as hell, and can't take it no more
So you grab your gun and walk out the door
You find another brother and you take their check
And deep down inside you know you're riskin your neck
How do you know they don't have a knife?
But you have your gun, so then you take their life
Now your pocket is full, but can't you see
That your soul will burn in hell for eternity?
See, I remember back in Brooklyn, when I was a child
Actin wild, cause that was the stlye
But as I grew older, I learned the deal
Because my old lady told me, "Son, be for real
You have a chance to be an architect or scientist
So why do you choose to be like this?"
You have to get yourself together before it's too late
It's up to you to be a bum or someone great
We all have it in us, and that is why
They tell us lies to cover our eyes
So we are not able to see the light
And differentiate wrong from right
You see, the road to vanity is filled with flowers
You better be careful of its hypnotic powers
While the road to truth is long and full if distress
But if you make it through, you're truly the best
Come on
The Splak Shop lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Verse 1: Brother Marquis]
I won't take a bitch to my house
Don't have to see where I'm livin', uh-uh, that's out!
If you want to splak, I know you're down like that
We can go to this place by the railroad track
It has a room with a view, just right for two
Equipped with the accessories to get you in the mood
Like bottles of champagne with gold-trim glasses
A king-size waterbed to lay your ass in
A video screen, of you and me
So don't be camera-shy; I won't let nobody see
You can lounge around in your silky nightgown
Just take off your bra and pull your panties down
'Cause I'll seduce you, whore, bust down your back door
You dog-ass bitch, get down on all fours
'Cause this is the place for head, booty and cock
You know what it's called, the Fuck Shop!
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
Now bitches and sluts, I'm down with 'em
And there's a place where I get with 'em
It has a water bed 'cause the place is phat
A lion-skin rug to lay the bitch on her back
With mirrors on the ceiling and on the walls
Mirrors on the floor so I can see it all
No need for hide-and-seek, so drop them draws
And raise that ass so I'll splak it all!
So bend your ass over, I'll get it from the back
Dick ya ass down, make the pussy go smack
And with every stroke, bitch, start to yell
Ain't nothing can save you but a truth in the smell
It's a freaky place, and an all-out blast,
'Cause when you're done, you'll wash your ass
So if you're down, we'll hit the spot
You know what it's called, the Splak Shop!
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
The Fuck Shop, the ideal place to meet
When you're cheatin' on your wife with an undercover freak
It's better than any hotel room
Just right for a secret rendezvous
So when you're on a mission, one late night
And you're looking for a spot where the price is right
You can come on in for an hour or two
But just make sure you bring a rubber with you!
[Fresh Kid Ice]
When you're with a hoe and you wanna get freaky
This is the spot when you're low on money
Pick her ass up when it's after dawn,
Jump in the ride, head to the park
No need for candle lights, panel doors will do
In case you wanna play a little peek-a-boo
So if you got a trick, head to the spot
You know what it's called, the Splak Shop!
I won't take a bitch to my house
Don't have to see where I'm livin', uh-uh, that's out!
If you want to splak, I know you're down like that
We can go to this place by the railroad track
It has a room with a view, just right for two
Equipped with the accessories to get you in the mood
Like bottles of champagne with gold-trim glasses
A king-size waterbed to lay your ass in
A video screen, of you and me
So don't be camera-shy; I won't let nobody see
You can lounge around in your silky nightgown
Just take off your bra and pull your panties down
'Cause I'll seduce you, whore, bust down your back door
You dog-ass bitch, get down on all fours
'Cause this is the place for head, booty and cock
You know what it's called, the Fuck Shop!
[Verse 2: Fresh Kid Ice]
Now bitches and sluts, I'm down with 'em
And there's a place where I get with 'em
It has a water bed 'cause the place is phat
A lion-skin rug to lay the bitch on her back
With mirrors on the ceiling and on the walls
Mirrors on the floor so I can see it all
No need for hide-and-seek, so drop them draws
And raise that ass so I'll splak it all!
So bend your ass over, I'll get it from the back
Dick ya ass down, make the pussy go smack
And with every stroke, bitch, start to yell
Ain't nothing can save you but a truth in the smell
It's a freaky place, and an all-out blast,
'Cause when you're done, you'll wash your ass
So if you're down, we'll hit the spot
You know what it's called, the Splak Shop!
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
The Fuck Shop, the ideal place to meet
When you're cheatin' on your wife with an undercover freak
It's better than any hotel room
Just right for a secret rendezvous
So when you're on a mission, one late night
And you're looking for a spot where the price is right
You can come on in for an hour or two
But just make sure you bring a rubber with you!
[Fresh Kid Ice]
When you're with a hoe and you wanna get freaky
This is the spot when you're low on money
Pick her ass up when it's after dawn,
Jump in the ride, head to the park
No need for candle lights, panel doors will do
In case you wanna play a little peek-a-boo
So if you got a trick, head to the spot
You know what it's called, the Splak Shop!
We Like to Chill lyrics - The 2 Live Crew
[Verse 1: Fresh Kid Ice]
I'm sittin' by the pool, thinkin' 'bout some women
Wishin' that we all could be swimmin'
Then the Poison Clan bought some tricks
Couldn't find Luke, Marquis or Mixx
Now I'm drinkin' champagne and eatin' hors d'ourves
Talkin' to the ladies with the sexy curves
I opened a bottle of Mo'
The phone rang
Hello?
Now this is how we do it
They rushed to crib before I knew it
The Crew don't know how to ill
But everyone knows we like to chill
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
It's hot, I dropped the top to feel the breeze
Rollin' in the jeep to the APT's (apartments)
To get this girl so we could go for a rideRollin'
down the 'ave but I can't decide
Shoud we go to the beach or just chill?
Today I lost a hundred-dollar bill, but still
I'm bankin', I can't wait to see Stacey
It's gettin' hot, so I turned on the A/CI seen this girl in a tight-fittin' mini
She looks kinda good but she's a little skinny
So I kept on rollin'; I'm changin' my plan:
When I get Stacey, I'll check out the Ice-man!
I picked her up, she said, "Where we goin'?"
"It's a surprise; I don't want you knowin'."
"Will I like it?" "Of course you will,
'Cause you know that I know all the places to chill."
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
I went to the door, then I knocked
When he answered, I was shocked
It looked like a party, plenty girls were there
But Stacey was with me, but I still had to stare
I went inside, and of course, you know
I grabbed some girls and a bottle of Mo'
I'm the Brother Marquis and it's time to get ill
Everybody knows that's how I chill
[Fresh Kid Ice]
About that time, I was gettin' dizzy
'Cause it was time to get busy
I told the girl what Luke said
Then rushed to the room with the waterbed
Then everyone did the same
Later that night, Ghetto came
Then everyone got a thrill
[Mr. Mixx]
You know how we do it, baby, we like to chill!
I'm sittin' by the pool, thinkin' 'bout some women
Wishin' that we all could be swimmin'
Then the Poison Clan bought some tricks
Couldn't find Luke, Marquis or Mixx
Now I'm drinkin' champagne and eatin' hors d'ourves
Talkin' to the ladies with the sexy curves
I opened a bottle of Mo'
The phone rang
Hello?
Now this is how we do it
They rushed to crib before I knew it
The Crew don't know how to ill
But everyone knows we like to chill
[Verse 2: Brother Marquis]
It's hot, I dropped the top to feel the breeze
Rollin' in the jeep to the APT's (apartments)
To get this girl so we could go for a rideRollin'
down the 'ave but I can't decide
Shoud we go to the beach or just chill?
Today I lost a hundred-dollar bill, but still
I'm bankin', I can't wait to see Stacey
It's gettin' hot, so I turned on the A/CI seen this girl in a tight-fittin' mini
She looks kinda good but she's a little skinny
So I kept on rollin'; I'm changin' my plan:
When I get Stacey, I'll check out the Ice-man!
I picked her up, she said, "Where we goin'?"
"It's a surprise; I don't want you knowin'."
"Will I like it?" "Of course you will,
'Cause you know that I know all the places to chill."
[Verse 3: Brother Marquis]
I went to the door, then I knocked
When he answered, I was shocked
It looked like a party, plenty girls were there
But Stacey was with me, but I still had to stare
I went inside, and of course, you know
I grabbed some girls and a bottle of Mo'
I'm the Brother Marquis and it's time to get ill
Everybody knows that's how I chill
[Fresh Kid Ice]
About that time, I was gettin' dizzy
'Cause it was time to get busy
I told the girl what Luke said
Then rushed to the room with the waterbed
Then everyone did the same
Later that night, Ghetto came
Then everyone got a thrill
[Mr. Mixx]
You know how we do it, baby, we like to chill!
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