[ VERSE 1: W.C. ]
Yes yes y`all, it`s time to get wild
Low Pro`s in effect with a brand-new sound
Move back, punk, we`re takin over the stage
Somebody done slipped, we rose out the cage
On a rage, we`re gettin paid, you can`t punk me
Peep this out, I got somethin funky
Funkier than funky, yo, no joke
Hey yo, Aladdin, hold up, goddamn, this is dope
Soft punks`ll get crushed like aluminum
They can`t deal, like tabacco I`m chewin em
Lyrics stickin like Super Glue to you and your crew
Stick up, now the show belongs to the Double U
Soft punk, you could get dunked poppin the junk
Aladdin cut the record with the Low Pro funk
While i`m slammin and jammin and rammin
A different style than your part-time sucker be crammin
Partner wisecrack, try to stay clever
Hey yo, Aladdin, man, we`re doin this together
DJ Aladdin on the wheels of steel
The 1989 DMC Seminar contender
Uknowmsayin?
On the wheels of steel gettin funky right now
>From Low Pro DJ Aladdin
Undefeated
[ VERSE 2: W.C. ]
Smooth - some label it retarded
You know what? Yo, I ain`t even got started
The real McCoy that`s guaranteed to destroy
I come off and girls jump with joy
Suckers got a tendency to brag
Squash it, cause you`re makin me mad
Poetically inclined writin all my rhymes
And where I come from wearin the wrong color is a crime
But that`s another story I saved for another day
Cause right now I wanna talk about my deejay
Aladdin, the DMC Seminar contender
He cuts and axe the wax, watch it get thinner
18 years old, dominatin the sport
>From London to Chicago all the way to New York
Y`all know what time it is, give it up, peep the sound
To those who wanna battle, I say: put the pipe down
Partner wisecrack, try to stay clever
We`re doin this together
DJ Aladdin on the wheels of steel
Check it out
One of a kind in this century
Uknowmsayin?
[ VERSE 3: W.C. ]
Check it out we`re doin this together
Also been takin a beatdown forever
2 brothers gettin paid for usin a brain
I don`t rap for a big gold chain
Unlike you and your crew
Make a move and you`re through
Step to Low Pro, let me tell you what I oughta do
(What up?) Grip the mic like a 9 milli pistol
And shove it up the rear just like a popsicle
You wanna battle? Yo, that`s suicide
Damn a battle, let`s take it outside
And I`ll shake and bake a scab like a potato
You get swept, yup, like a tornado
Stomped like a waterbug, and I should mention - ah
To battle the Doub you get sliced to a stub, you know
You got beef with me, you gotta deal with Tee
I got Aladdin`s like Aladdin`s got W.C.`s
Back, jack, you might get racked, smacked and cracked
Yo, it`s `89, we put on backpacks
Partner wisecrack, try to stay clever
Hey yo, Aladdin, man, we`re doin this together
Oo-ooh
DJ Aladdin on the wheels of steel
DJ Aladdin
The 1989 DMC Seminar contender
Can`t touch us, boy, we in here now
Uknowmsayin
Low Profile`s in effect
[ VERSE 4: W.C. ]
You never heard of me, why? Hey yo, I keep a low pro
One deejay, and I`m comin out solo
Hello, yo bro, Aladd` and Doub` wanna know
Can another brother mess with this? (Hell no)
A methodical wildstyle, poetically arranged
I`m a warrior, not a lover, I don`t sing and things
I`m into rap, not disco, I ain`t Michael Jackson
I`m into cuts and breaks and cool rappin
And crackin, jackin, smackin, MC`s playin the back
Step up punk, yo, you`re bound to get waxed
You know as long as Low Pro is around
There`ll be no surrender, no retreat, no takedown
Partner wisecrack, try to stay clever
Hey yo, Aladdin, man, we`re doin this together
Hey yo
First of all Low Pro wanna give a shout-out
To all the people that was down with us back in the days
Uknowmsayin?
First of all we wanna give a shout-out
To Party Records for puttin us out there and lettin us out of this cage
Cause we in there now, you know what I`m sayin?
I wanna give a shout-out to my little brother DJ Crazy Toones
And his MC Jazzy Dee
Yo, yo, yo
But I wanna give a shout-out to my homeboy Wayne Wayne, uknowmsayin?
O.G.
O.G. Rhyme Syndicate Posse and Ice-T
(What about the other homeboys like
Smurf, Chill, you know
Scotty Dee who was down with us way back in the days
Yo, what`s up with Aladdin and WC kickin back
We in this together, man)
Hey yo, yo, what`s up?
What`s up with Coolio, Nu Skool, all the other brothers that was out there
They ain`t got paid
They`d just love to get paid...
We like to give a special shout-out to Guee, uknowmsayin
My O.G. homebody, peace, we love you, brother
(Ain`t it funky)
Oh yeah, Aladdin, we forgot about Bobcat
