To the beat...
(To the beat y`all
To the beat y`all
To the - to the
To the beat y`all)
And yes y`all
This one goes out to all the homeboys
>From the old school
Takin you way, way back
When we used to rhyme like this
Check it out
[ VERSE 1 ]
Ain`t nothin but a party, everybody come along
Keep your body movin while I`m groovin with the song
I got funky rhythms, funky rhythms with a beat
Funk-funk-funk-funky rhythms for the street
Keep clappin while I`m rappin, while I`m rappin, clap your hands
Listen to the, listen to the, listen to the man
Turn the party out without a doubt I`m in the house
Kick it to the beat is what it`s really all about
Party, party people, if you`re ready, listen up
Cause I can get the lyrics, Easy Lee can get the cut
An automatic systematic rhythmatic sound
If you ain`t with the program, you gotta get it down
Breakin competition, competition`s ripped apart
Find another brother, cause L.L. ain`t got the heart
I can take a rhythm, make you sing it like a song
This is To The Beat, you can forget Da Break Of Dawn
(To the beat y`all
To the beat y`all
To the - to the
To the beat y`all)
[ VERSE 2 ]
If I`m mentally conditioned, then I`m physically prepared
To cold rock a party with the microphone I bear
I`m ready for action, satisfaction guaranteed
Give the people what they want, and what they want is what they need
Desperately to hear a brother kick a rhyme like this
Don`t settle for another, cause you know what time it is
Time to pick your feet up, put your body in the mode
And listen to a real rap veteran explode
Other sucker brothers always comin incomplete
Forget about the lyrics, cause they only want the beat
And other punk brothers put a curse in every verse
Frontin cause nobody taught em how to rhyme first
Frontin like you`re hard, but it`s only a facade
And now you`re goin out like a sucker like Todd
But I can take a rhythm, make you sing it like a song
This is To The Beat, you can forget Da Break Of Dawn
(To the beat y`all
To the beat y`all
To the - to the
To the beat y`all)
[ VERSE 3 ]
Excercisin patterns, sowin up the rappin scene
Rockin for the people like a funky rap machine
Synchronize a party cause the party people watch
Only dancin when I tell em cause I rock round the clock
Masters of the ceremony`s one and only one
Can rock it like a rocket, phoney homies better run
Cause I`m doin the damage and the damage will be done
Lyrics are the bullets, so I never need a gun
Just a microphone, speakers, tables and a plug
Sit back and watch the people cut themselves and slice a rug
And I`ma rock a party till it`s time to bring it home
And when they pull a plug, then I`ma pack a microphone
Put it in my holster like a gun, and then I`m gone
Strapped, ready to rap and on and on and on
I can take a rhythm, make you sing it like a song
This is To The Beat, you can forget Da Break Of Dawn
(To the beat y`all
To the beat y`all
To the - to the
To the beat y`all)
And yes y`all
As we proceed to move on
`To Da Break Of Dawn`
He-he-he-he-he...
Takin you all the way back
The way we used to do it for you and yours
At the old school
Kool Moe Dee signin off
In the house
