Beat Bop

Get funky in the place [x2]

It’s pathetic **** addicts have to be abused

It’s a shame what a day to be a p********e

Life is given to us just to do the right thing

Instead of that we came a ho or a big **** fiend

Make you feel real bad every time I see

Another bum or brother sleeping on the street

In the corner in the morning every night and day

It’s a pity so many people try to act gay

Everybody’s turning crazy so you’d better believe

To do the right things or soon you’ll see

Life ain’t a moral joke it’s a serious thing

When you’re dealing with the answers that you can’t explain

New York City is a place of mysteries

Drug addicts **** dealers taking over the streets

That me is always saying why the hell do we pay?

What for they break the laws and get a couple of days

No sense tryin’ to help there’s really no use

Think of us messing up lectating at you

Hot rocks tryin’ to pop with no respect

****** waiting at the station for the big pay cheque

Home boys going bakin’ on Thursday night

Girls waiting in the house for Mr. Right

Kids going to school just to be a fool

Never want to learn work just a polin’ on you babe

It’s the funky beat and it’s the funky beat

And it’s the funk, the funk and it’s the funky beat

Yyyyyeah

This is the mellow they call the Rammell

That rocks you with the rhythm that’ll shock your spell

When the shake-up kid that wakes you up in the morning

Gotta rape with the rhythm like a number one groanin’

MC quick just to make your peanut butter

Shock with the rhythm of a number one undercover

Break it up just shake it up rodeo uh [x2]

I’m the mellow D down with the funky sound

That can mace your brain with my diamond studded crown

Just a makin’ you dip like a little bitty dive

Live a p***k just bakin’ your hide

Rock on to the break of dawn

Just freak that yeah baby

Just freak it yeah baby

Like the little jelly-bean I’m a sweet like a candy-cane

Make you get down just the number one stain on the train

Just groovin’ like a say john

Just break it up yeah yeah stay john

Like a roller coaster ride that can make you bump

Just groovin’ with the rhythm as I shake your rump

You gotta rock rock you don’t stop the baby y’all

You gotta now rock and you don’t stop

Just hip-hop the day they doo-be-doo

Yeah Scooby Doo what you wanna do crew

Just freak out, yeah baby

Just freak up yeah, yeah baby

Drink it up yeah, I know my dear

I can rock you out this atmosphere

Like a gangster prankster number one bankster

Got the much cash to make you thankyou

Rock on to the break of dawn

Break of dawn, keep it on keep it on

I know ZZ that can rock quick

Like a iconoclast had your rhythm to the stick

Just a rock on like the finger lick

Finger popping hop popping now don’t stop bunny rock

Bunny rock and you don’t stop

That long finger nail at the end of my tip

Of my pinkie c*****e make you slip a my lip

Just make you freak when a panny wanny with clip

Got the little pat to the dab’ll make you my hip

Shake shake rock body rock the hip and the hop

Like RPM’s my

Nose don’t care about the rhythm that breaks

Because the music is down when your body want to shake

Gotta hip hop and then baby dog get down

Let the rock just shock your dome

Just break it up, shake it up yeah baby

Cause the groove just rocks like a little shady

Get shade yeah, shade it up with the glasses

Make it on with the serious pattern

Get the melody quick, yep the melody sound

That’ll rock you quick with the number one crowd

I can get up on the groove that make you shake down

Cause the beat from the depths of hell make you get down

Rock on, to the beat

Freak it on, freak it on with that kid unique

Just check it out, check check it out

I said I broke into a dun Seville yeah

And then I shot across top of hill, with the chill yeah

Break it up Cypress Hill, shake it up

With the writings on the wall, I don’t give a ****

Just jam it up, rock on you don’t stop

Jam it up, rock on you don’t stop

The B-boy, rock on you don’t stop

Freak it on freak it on break down don’t stop

From the depths of hell, rock well Rammell

Rock on to the beat beat

Yeah candy-cane kid you’re just rocking so sweet

Cause I’m a jam up hip hop making the tip top

Shake on the break down the needle on the eye

Grooving with the rhythm of the break in the tie

Smoke cheeba, into whores, drinking all week through

Never want to go to school and that’s a fact

Till all of a sudden you got left back

Now you’re feeling real low and mighty hurt

And your friends are snapping on you like you’re a jerk

Now things are hard and you’re really depressed

And your mind can’t function cause you can’t pass the test

You’re saying to yourself what can I do?

I can’t go home, I might as well quit school

Jobs are hard to find everybody knows

And you can’t do crime cause you’re on parole

No education is a big disgrace and

So you might as well work at the sanitation

Can you get my drift?

Get funky in the place

Well I was coming from school it was three o’clock

Had no money in my pocket broke to the last drop

I had no way of getting home

I was really messed up cause I was all alone

I felt the real sick and very confused

And my heart was pumping fast I think it was the booze

And my legs felt the weak and I couldn’t walk

Got pains in my chest when I tried to talk

I said, ‘Oh God it had to happen to me’

‘Give me a chance to straighten up and get a day OB’

Cause I’m the type of person who likes to play

And at the time I had a drink and got carried away

You know everybody once made a mistake

It’s not too late to straighten up so give me a break

I’ll go to church and do my work instead of being a jerk

As a doctor or a lawyer even desk clerk

Whatever you say I must do

Cause you’re the one and only and I trust you

Crime is going up....