1977 — текст песни (Dr. Octagon)

Yeahhh! youre listening to the sounds, from the boogie down bronx!

Kooool keith!! performing with mean jean, cordio the grand wizard

The ill brothers, at the t-connection



Bust them flavors, more rap styles than life savors

Damage kids with suits with champagne and fake alligators

Im for the repercussion, my style is bumrushin

Mcs get back, that black brother sound wack

A bust a new style, grease your hair with nunile

Do wrecks flex the bronx fronters that step up next

New jacks cant rap, stomp your feet and make your hands clap

The kid is booboo, your screw up on the mic is doodoo

Thats word to mom duke, you wack you get the boot

Its casanova, bronx kid all over

Swift to shift top mc out to shoot the gift

Morisena projects, my neighbors took your rolex

You get action, talkin loud walkin up in jackson

My little cousin bronx crews about to move on you



Yeahhh! patterson projects is in the house!

Websters in the house! the non is in the house!

Melrose is in the house! jackson, is in the house!

Yeah!



I come real deal rap style back like holyfield

Check em at the door, and watch crews with steel

With the l brothers, we hittin freaks undercovers

To the left side, you on the back door

I got a oj ready, with pink whitewalls

Ah yes yes yall, and you dont stop the body rock

Cockblock my friends, you count tens in your benz

Rappers know they toy, I blast your rhyme skill

Kid yo, step up like elroy

You know the steelo, from new york to puerto rico

Youll tell me bro... yeah, Im kool keith chief

You been out two weeks

Dont try to ill, cause youre plastic no frill



Yeahhh! next week at the p-a-l!!

Grandmaster flash and the furious five!

Battling kool herc and the herculoids

Afrika bambaata and the mighty zulu nation, soulsonic and cosmic

Be there! two dollars before ten!

With special guests, the cold, crush, brothers!