Every woman every man wanna move dem feet
every woman every man love a Spearhead beat!
Police in the city
is shuttin all the clubs down
it`s lookin like a ghost town
ya know Mary- what we gotta do?
Hell Yeah!
we gotta go underground
To da place -from which we all came from
house parties-they was always fun
remember tryin to rig a sound system
everybody- would bring a donation
when we needed- to get a turn table
my man Zulu
would borrow one from aunt Mable
set it up in the corner-
turn the lights down until the mornin`
(chorus)
But the party ain`t started till the speaker`s blown
NO! NO! NO!
Run fa ya life!
The party ain`t started `till the speaker`s blown
While he was settin up camp
someone else would bring a home stereo amp
with a note from they mama-
don`t turn it up loud or it`s a goner
sorry mama- there`s no chance
cause if the shit ain`t bumpin`
people ain`t gonna dance
know what I`m sayin` (Turn that shit up)
everybody in the place would bring a few speakers
string em all togetha like they was sneakers
and say a prayer- before we turn it on
hopin that the amp- wouldn`t get blown.
I asked Mary watcha think of it
now we need a D.J. to work this shit
so everybody- would bring a few singles- get
the beat bumpin
and then start to mingle
(chorus)
Every woman every man wanna move dem feet
every woman every man love a Spearhead beat!
Every brother and every sister
would pay respect up to the ancestors
we would dance and we would celebrate
even though we live in a police state
then the pigs- would try to make a statement
with a ticket- for noise abatement
but we kept it pumpin` -till the braekadawn
then we told the cops
they gotta break the door down
and today -across the nation- don`t ya know
it`s the same situation
alotta cities lookin like a ghost town
but the house party will never be shut down
no no no!
(chorus)
Every woman every man wanna move dem feet
every woman every man love a Spearhead beat!
(repeat)
This one`s dedicated to all the DJ`s, rappers,
Promoters, producers who continue to throw
jams in the face of adversity. Peace
Peace to the informal nation. Word Up!
