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Rapper's Delight

The Sugarhill Gang

Rap: Hall of Fame

1992

far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along
And the next on the mic is my man Hank
C'mon, Hank, sing that song

Check it out
Well,

Rapper's Delight

The Sugarhill Gang

The Showdown: The Sugarhill Gang vs. Grandmaster Flash

1999

far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along
And the next on the mic is my man Hank
C'mon, Hank, sing that song

Check it out
Well,

a choice (oh, oh, oh, oh)
Days keep passing by, try hard to get by
End it all tonight, death called and I obliged

Next step is suicide, next step is

of people sayin' that C L E O was pretty wack
And soon enough my boy caelix is gonna hijack
And by then you'll agree that we're back like Kodak Black
If

and said
Give me that, I got this shit just make sure you watch my back
Next thing you know, we heard a bag a chips rattling
Then the sound of the footsteps

Part one of the mission, is a complete success
So for now it seems that the good guys are winning
But this ain't the ending, its only the beginning
C'mon

likes that fame
So vet school's the last thing on his brain

I wanna be a Cowboy, I really wanna ride
I need a big horsey by my side!
Neigh neigh neigh I

the one that y’all wanna be
I might sound sweet, but I sting just like a honeybee
Be the next great like the guy who made “Money Trees”
Yo top four convo

the whole tour
Still remember we was so poor
They didn't give us the key to the game
So now we kicking down the whole door

I roll with a circle of bosses

change your mind baby in one instant
I be the guy that you been praying to the lord for
I’ll show you things I usually hide just call me next door
Call

proud that they got they keys 
Had to get a lock on things 
Ain't see much open doors  
When your hood broke too you just rob the poor 
You hearing this

begins loves in the air

Weeks flying by things going well
Shorty starting to love herself
Her ex man jealous as hell
Finds something out but didn't tell

love but i really can't tell

Handle my things
While I keep cool 
Check my phone like who texting me
Bro is right next to me
But I see a b***sending me

to Motown jams most of your music is backwards
Are you all in cus stackin chips is such a nasty habit
I Live by my word but most Niggas is into actin
I can't

think that life's about the challenges 
The who want what
The next one up i got work to do 
Been in action verbally 
Pardon me my interaction so intense

Another Life Turn 
 
Came home early from work one day on the floor was underwear
What the fuck?!	What the fuck?!
My girl in bed with some guy

Baby I don't got to do this no more
I'm done with talking, you exhausting, kick you out of the door
I slam that shit, now I'm alone with my thoughts

cause you know I'm a king
Girl you could my team and I'll take you under my wing (for real)
Always been a fiend, for the finer things (your skin)
The girl

Hate me
Sorry, I don't want to give you babies
Days go by and I do the same things
Always finished last, this game I'm taking
Mess around there's no

through the crib when I fucking blinked

That's why I always tried to go next door because It fucking stink
I had to wash my ass with a bucket we ain't had

Over time, symbols eclipse the things they symbolize
I sympathize, but read the contract before you sign, son
We not even in contact, but still

with The hygiene
Remember bosses run shit and Customers buy things
Niggaz in the fog wit lifted trucks And high beams
Trynna see my next move but I'm Too

never by my phone, I'm steady on the grind
I'm in a zone, but I'm thinking about her all the time
We on the save wave length, like we in a bind
Always got

and dreamin'/
Now another option off the table fatal thoughts are breedin'/
They grew and move like shadows as the sun sets/
So whats next, my chest blessed