Lyrics:
mouths at be, you'll be aight
I wasn't on the same rhythm
Some of them got murdered, some still in the system it inflated my wisdom
Up in the Bronx, by
boogie down!
Kommer ut. Finner føner. Føner håret.
Ja, nå tenker jeg damene skal bli rimelig horny.
Jepp. De tar klærne mine og river dem av meg.
Jeg får
Yeah, Erick Sermon, EPMD, check it
Redman, method man, lady luck, def jam
Erick and Parrish millennium ducats
Hold me down, hold me down
Yo!
the chump,*
act funny if you want and be that dummy in the trunk,
who wanna run with the Don Dada, nigga come holla,
from the Bronx where they gun down punks
* just to be clear, l boogie does +not+ in this case refer to lauryn hill
[swizz beatz]
Let's get it started, get it started
Let's keep it started,
a dream
Now this brother's on the cover
Of Word Up magazine
Hanging fliers on my wall
Boogie Down Productions vs MC
Shan and Marley Marl
You know my tape
boogie down Bronx yeah that’s where I’m from
Got these bitches addicted to talking to flight attendant I’m really tripping getting chicken so please mine
Shaolin (come on)
Queensbridge down to Long Island (come on)
Bronx, nigga (come on)
Manhattan (come on)
To each and every hood, what's happenin'? (Come
clowns/
They should be happy for me, I inspired these niggas when they was fanned out/
There’s a New opp in the air, man down/
Geek geek geek, I made it go
woo-woo ch'boogie
Choo-choo, choo-choo ch'boogie
Take me right back to the track, Jack
Gonna settle down by the railroad track
Live the life of Riley in
boasty
'Cause them have the loving
And every man want it
Yeah!
Get off the tip if you're not legitimate
We were chatting reggae back in '86
Boogie Down
the bang, just livin like a savage
And at the same time, your body's damaged
Made a move on a brother from the Boogie Down Bronx
He was a bully, that beat up
a big kiss
We're gonna boogie on down
from the Bronx to Manhattan
memories are made of this
We're goin' out dancin'
We're goin' out dancin'
We're
usually
Call me aboogie cuz i kick it in the boogie down bronx
Wassup, flying saucers
We ain't telling you nothing less we know ya
Knock knock, girl we
to the 3rd
Mad props to south Boogie Bang
...and all that
...Prospect
And represent the Boogie Bang
Beatin niggas silly
Bronx never sleep
Bombin non-stop
BNS
toolie
I’m a murder mans
These bitches running Mans
***All I Know is Big Bandz (Big Bandz, Big Bandz)
***Boogie Boogie Wit My Toolie…Yeah Yeah Yeah
it live, here’s something to witness
Bboying straight from the Bronx to the Olympics
No gimmicks any problems we gonna fix it
Anybody wanting to battle
?
THE MAN
I'm cool
MIMI & JUNKIES
Got any C man?
THE MAN
I'm cool
MIMI & JUNKIES
Got any X
Any smack
Any horse
Any jugie boogie boy
Any blow?
ROGER
to get a new
Identity with y’all he’s a homo please
Don’t be fooled but anyway
We see the faggot nigga down at the W
My man Five Finger knows that nigga
He
I stand
For Something
I be Bronx
Bugging boogie
Get down Soon
As I squeeze
On her Middle
Socket she
Queefing you
Queezing While
I'm cheesing
Squad I'm
damaging emcees with bars, penitentiaries Lock me in a cage that cell gon' stay empty
I'm out in the town, yea I'm from the Northeast Bang bang boogie
rocks, stupid gold
Special K, rocks, stupid gold
Schoolly School, rocks, stupid gold
Hackensack, rocks, stupid gold
(??), rocks, stupid gold
Boogie Down
This is a test
Of the boogie down production
Prevention against sucka MC's
In the event of a real emergency
You would have been instructed
kids doing boogie woogie wear the mask
Yeah everybody wear the mask but how long will it last
I used to work at Burger King. A king taking orders
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