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Verse 1: 
Number 1 not d regular (oh noo)
She stick to me lyk stepular (oh noo)
Then I burst ha medulla (oh noo)
As I jam am she speak vernacular

Tea time in ma area
I dey find money 
I don get the malaria
Yeah
Hmmmmmm
Virus like bacteria 
If alarm don blow 
I dey speak in vernacular 
I dey

Now if you're feeling right
Let's start the show

It's a hot night
Just dance with me
It's a hot night
You can dance with me
It's a hot night
We can all

Come to da Party

KRS-One

I Got Next

1997

One, two, three

Come to da party, come to the dance
Everyone is fightin'
So they fired up, up and away
Come to da party, come to the dance

Morality Play in Three Acts

Chumbawamba

Uneasy Listening

1999

silent comedy geek with dynamite down his pants. 
Nervous, shuffling on his feet, 
Leading a merry song and dance. 
A back seat driver of good moral

Check the Technique

Gang Starr

It Will Take a Nation of Millions to Hold Us Back

1997

that 
you're lacking the vernacular, I'm slapping ya and capping ya 
And closing your jaws 'cause you can't mess wit Gangstarr 
The Guru and Premier

Check the Technique

Gang Starr

Step in the Arena

1991

try to pull that
You're lackin the vernacular, i'm slappin ya and cappin ya
And closin your jaw, cause you can't mess with gangstarr
The guru

much, I want a little time
And I'mma need a couple sentences to have you really feeling my vernacular baby
That body is amazing and spectacular
I'm

Spectacular Theatre in the pound
Please excuse my thespian vernacular
When I say, "Thou it's going down"

I've had enough of you
So time to be my puppet

the pen, so you can call me Bruce Swayze 
Bruce Swayze?
I chop you up with my vernacular 
Karate chop the lower half of you
Then "Dirty Dance" inside your

call me Bruce Swayze 
Bruce Swayze?
I chop you up with my vernacular 
Karate chop the lower half of you
Then "Dirty Dance" inside your pants, then

dome.

[Verse 2]
Graffiti souls, tales spun bold and wide,
In the street's vernacular, we confide (male voice: we confide).
Each lyric, each verse, our

for you
No rival girl you slay
Man can't vex cos you play

Pull over come over Fadjiah
Come and dance to the grove shikena
Let me know that you want me

got me feeling foul
While it tears me up I know you'll rise stronger
Where if we dance again, we'll dance a lot longer
But that's your decision girl

different man I'm Son of Sam

Spectacular, swift witted vernacular 

Beef flippin' like spatulas

Blood thirsty like Dracula

Grim tales make me hit

you talking just dance
Ion gotta job I freelance
No 9 to 5 bitch I got brands
HOE these ain’t vans these stans…
Where you headed what’s ya plans…
Fuck

when they rip us apart
You really can't, we went to bed with them
Should've said no when they asked us to dance
Paid in advance, politicians they're paid

Carry my feet in my hands
Prance when the devil told me dance
On uncharted land
Vertigo feeling of vertical ceilings
And horizontal origami got me

that's brave enough to face the music
Too amusing
Spittin mucus through the sick vernacular
Puttin entire booths on
Get free humiliation by the bar, no

fighting here
Weytin go wound you dey your body
Run your mouth like say you know me
You gat nothing on me
You fund nothing on me
Stop speaking vernacular
I'm

man
I'm sipping on turtle juice feeling spectacular
They trying to steal my vernacular
Slide down the block while he shoot out the passenger
Now he piss

I'm hot blazin
Born to roll and save Earth from Borf's invasion
I'm Peter Parker both spectacular and amazing
And it's all because of my vernacular

fight the feel when I swim
Jk my shoe broke A milli she will
Eight out of ten scholarship no telling

Don't get fooled by my vernacular
Cause those were

to me

Your candy apple hero
Buried in the sand
Starting back at zero
The dance in reverse much better than a diagram

You were getting dressed at the top