Yeah.. keep it real.. and keep it going..
Ah yes yes y`all, ah keep on hah
Ah keep on, to the break of dawn
One, two, three, UH!
[Chorus]
I keep it going, I keep it going, I keep it going, yeh, yeh
I keep it going, I keep it going, I keep it going, yeh, yeh
{repeat Chorus}
[Doug E. Fresh]
Check this out, yo
When I`m on stage and we start rockin
People feel the vibes and it`s on when
the hip-hop, come through your speakers
Who`s in the house tonight?
I need you to let me know where the party`s at
And I`ll make the whole place look like dat
And I`m gonna get things hype
And I know we can bounce all night
So just pump your fists in the air
and repeat, these words you hear, c`mon
[Chorus]
[Doug E. Fresh]
Uhh, uhh, yo!
The true funk rhythm, I knew that would get `em
out on the floor once it`s felt through the system
And this type of bounce is hype but smooth
Shim Sham heard it and said it`s the move
And it`s a hip-hop song thing, keepin it strong thing
Uhh, I don`t see nuttin wrong
When the place is packed, and the vibes ain`t wack
And you don`t know jack, and baby got back
Mo` is flowin, money`s showin
Represent yourself, huh..
[Chorus]
[Doug E. Fresh]
Yo, yo, now, C`MON
This is for my peeps that always check us
Coolin in your jeeps or maybe your Lexus
Drivin Up-town, or maybe through Brooklyn
but some people say Crooklyn
Money`s makin, bodies shakin
Party`s packed and there`s no mistakin
who`s in the house - UPTOWN! (Say what?)
Who`s in the house? BOOGIE DOWN
And I`m gonna keep things hype
And I know we can bounce all night
So just pump your fists in the air
and repeat, these words you hear, UHH!
Ah yes yes y`all, ah keep on hah
Ah keep on, to the break of dawn (repeat 2X)
[Doug E. Fresh]
Yo, recognize the real, and do what you feel
Keep it live in nine-five, and let`s chill
And brothers know my steelo
Command and demand respect wherever I go
Up-town, down-town
All around I represent the sound
that`s New York bound but don`t get it twisted
No need to bleach so butter your biscuits
Here`s the logistics, of characteristics
of brothers, make them another statistic
And that`s not the type of hype I`m into
So put up your hands and let`s continue to
[Chorus]
[Doug E. Fresh]
On records
[missjones]
You got a fast car
I got a ticket, to anywhere
Maybe we can make a deal (say what?)
Maybe together we can get somewhere
Cause anyplace is better
Startin from zero got nothin to lose
Maybe we`ll make somethin (uhh, c`mon)
Me myself got nothin to prove
(watch out) Mmm, mm, mm, mm, mm!
[Doug E. Fresh]
C`mon! One, two, three!
