Rapologist - Hip Hop Beat

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Intro
Rock, rock, we come to rock you
Rock, rock, we come to shock you
Rock, rock, we come to rock you
Rock, rock, we come to shock you
Rock, rock, we come to rock you
We'll rock the Hip Hop
We come to shock you

Verse 1
In the heart of London city, the kids can be seen
They're breakin' and popping like a mean machine
'Cause there's a crazy sound that's going around
And it's turning all the joints upside down
So boss, Whiz will tell you something that happened last week
There was a jam crew party going down our street
Yeah, the music was there, filled the atmosphere
MCs were on the mic, B-boys were everywhere
Whiz cuttin' up moves to the funky bassline
While the bad ❲?❳ is layin' you down the rhymes
It was a big throwdown, make you see it was a sight
'Cause the music that we played had been rockin' all the night

Interlude
Listen to the Whiz Kid
Listen to the Whiz Kid
Listen to the Whiz Kid
Listen to the Whiz!
Scratch Break

(Let's get funky)
(Let's get funky)
(Let's get funky)
(Let's get funky)
Whiz Kid is wicked!

Verse 2
Now in the first year in school we fooled around
With all the pretty girls and acted like clown
In the second year in school we broke all the rules
Smoking on the toilets and writing on the walls
So the teachers told us to pull up or ❲?❳
'Cause if we don't, we won't pass our marks
So in the third and fourth year of our school days
We really worked hard to change our ways
And when the fifth year came, it was time to tell
If the work we've done had served us well
Well it sure did, that's why we're here today
Rockin' on the mic in a vicious way!

Interlude
(Yo Yo, I bet you can't say B-boy. B-boy, B-boy)
(Yo Yo, I know you can't say whoa, whoa, whoa)
Verse 3
Now people coming down to the Hip Hop beat
While the rhymes are saying, we'll have you stomping your feet
'Cause we're bad, we're mean, we're Supreme Team
And when we're rapping on the stage, we create a scene
I like to tear the house down, cause make the roof rock
Make the B-boys break, make the poppin' beats pop
And no, we won't stop until we're known
As the professional magicians on the microphone
And we're fresh, we're the best, don't need no test
We're here to give you what you want and nothing less
That's the beat, that's British, and our rap to blow your mind
Hip Hop is the craze, taking over the town

Interlude
Rockin' to the Hip Hop, the Hip Hop beat
Rockin' to the Hip Hop, the Hip Hop beat
Rockin' to the Hip Hop, the Hip Hop beat
Rockin' to the Hip Hop, the Hip Hop beat, aha aha aha!

Break

Verse 4
So c'mon check this out, check, check this out
Check out the way the rhymes come out my mouth
Well, I'm MC number 1, the beatmaster freak
We cut the rhythm, Whiz can cut the beat
'Cause I'm the E-A-R-L-Y
The one MC that you'll never deny
All you people check me out and I'll tell you why
'Cause I'm rockin' this rhythm, gonna take it sky high
You can hear how the rhymes at my mouth they flow
So c'mon Flakey C, tell them what you know
Verse 5
Well I'm MC number 2, the boy Flakey C
All the MCs out there wanna be like me
Well I don't mind that, but don't steal my rap
'Cause if you do watch out, I'll be on the track
And when we finally meet, you're gonna have a fight
'Cause I'll run down the rhymes if you drive the ride
Well, did you check that out? Did you check us out?
Did you check out the way the rhymes come out my mouth?
Whiz Kid!

Outro
Well, haven't you heard it? It's on the street
You're gonna feel it, the Hip Hop Beat
Haven't you heard it? Haven't you seen?
You got to feel it

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