Def Squad Delight
Erick Sermon; Redman; Keith Murray
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Uh, uh, uh
Def Squad, ha ha
Turn me up a little bit
Ha ha, what you know about it?
What you know about it?
Uh, uh
I said a hip, hop, the hippie, the hippie to the hip hip hop
And ya don't stop, a-rock on, baby bubba
To the boogie, the bang bang, the boogie to the boogie, the beat
Now what you hear is not a test, I'm a-rappin' to the beat
It's just me, the groove, and my squad
We gonna try to move your feet
See I am the Dr. Spock, and I'd like to say hello
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown
The purple and yellow, but first, I gotta bang bang
The boogie to the boogie, say up jump the boogie
To the bang bang boogie, let's rock, you don't stop
Rock the rhythm that'll make your body rock
Now so far, you heard my voice
Ah but I brought two friends along
And next on the mic is my man E
Come on, E, sing that song
Well I'm Imp the Dimp, the ladies pimp
The womens fight for my delight
'Cause I'm the Grandmaster with the three MCs
That shock the house for the young ladies
And when you come inside and to the front
And you do the Freak Spank, and you do the Bump
And when a sucker MC is trying to prove a point
Then trust this trio, and with a serious joint
And from sun to sun and from day to day
I sit back and write a brand new rhyme
Because they say that miracles never cease
I created a devastating masterpiece
I'm gonna rock the mic so you can't resist
Everybody, I said it goes like this
See I was coming home late one dark afternoon
A reporter stopped me for an interview
She said she heard stories and she heard fables
That I'm vicious on the mic and the turntables
This young reporter I did adore
Started rockin' to this rhyme like I never did before
She said, "Damn fly guy, I'm in love with you"
Said the Casanova legend must have been true
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
She said, "I go by the name of Lois Lane
And you can be my boyfriend, you truly can
Just let me put my perfect on Superman"
I said, "He's a fairy, I do suppose
Flying through the air in pantyhose
He may be very sexy or even cute
But he look like a sucker in a blue and red suit"
I said, "I need a man who got finesse
And his whole name across his chest
He may be able to fly all through the night
But he can't rock a party through the early light
He can't satisfy you with his little worm
But I can bust you out with my super sperm"
I go do it (Do it), I go do it (Do it)
I go do it, do it, do it
And I'm here (Here, here), and I'm there (There, there)
And I'm big bad E and I'm everywhere
So just throw your hands up in the air
And party hard like you just don't care
Just do it, and don't stop, y'all
I tick-a-tock, y'all, and you don't stop
It goes hotel, motel, what you gonna do today? (Say what?)
I'm gonna get a fly girl, gonna get some spank
And drive off in a def OJ
Everybody go hotel, motel, Holiday Inn (Say what?)
I say if your girl start actin' up
Then you take her friend
I say Skip, God, what can I say?
I can't fit 'em all inside my OJ
So I just take half and bust 'em out
And leave the rest to Master Gee so he can shock the house
Well I'm the M-A-S, the T-E-R, a G with the double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call the Keith Murray
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in the history
As the baddest rapper there ever could be
Now I'm feelin' the highs and you're feelin' the lows
The beat start gettin' into your soul
You start snappin' your fingers and stompin' your feet
And movin' your body to the sure shot beat
And get down, you start doin' the Freak
I mean damn, right out of your seat
And then you throw your hands high in the air
You're rockin' to the beat and shake your derriere
You're rockin' to the beat without a care
'Cause the sure shot MC's run the affair
Nah, I'm not as tall as the rest of the gang
But I rap to the beat just the same
I got a slim face and a pair of brown eyes
All I'm here to do, ladies, is hypnotize
I said a-on and a-on and on, on and on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said a-on and a-on and on, on and on
Like a hot butter pop, the pop, the pop
Ebbie, ebby bop, the pop, pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, and give me what you got
I guess by now that you can take a hunch
And find that I am the baby of the bunch
But that's okay, I still keep in stride
'Cause all I'm here to do is wiggle your behind
I said a-on and a-on and on, on and on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
I said a-on and a-on and on, on and on
Rock, rock, y'all, now get on the floor
I'm gonna freak you here, I'm gonna freak you there
I'm gonna freak you out of this atmosphere
'Cause I'm one of a kind, I'll shock your mind
I'll put the jig, jig, jiggity in your behind
I said a-one, two, three, four
Come on, girl, and get on the floor
Come alive, y'all, and give me what you got
'Cause I'm guaranteed to make you rock
I said a-one, two, three, four
Tell me, Dr. Spock, what are you waitin' for?
I said a hip, hop, the hippie to the hippie
To the hip hip hop and ya don't stop
Rockin' to the bang bang boogie
Say up jump the boogie to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
A-ski-bi-da-we-bop, we rock, a Scooby Doo
A-guess what, America, we love you
A-cause you rock and you roll with-a so much soul
A-you can rock 'til you're 101 years old
I don't mean to brag, I don't mean to boast
But Def Squad's like butter on your breakfast toast
Now rock it out, a-baby bubba
A-baby bubba to the boogie, the bang bang, the boogie
To the beat, the beat is so unique
Come on, everybody, let's dance to the beat
Have you ever went over a friend house to eat
And the food was just no good?
I said the macaroni's sour, the peas all mushed
And the chicken taste like wood
I said you try to play it off like you're thinkin' you can
By sayin' that you're full
And then your friend says, "Mom, he's just bein' polite
He ain't finished, uh-uh, that's bull"
Say your heart start pumpin' and you think of a lie
And you say that you already ate
And then your friend says, "Man, there's plenty of food"
So he piles some more on your plate
And while the stinky food's steamin', your mind starts to dreamin'
Of the moment it's time to leave
And then you look at your plate and your chicken slowly rotten
Into somethin' that look like cheese
Then you say, "That's it, I got to leave this place
I don't care what these people think
I'm just sittin' here makin' myself nauseous
With this ugly food that stinks"
And so you bust out the door while it's still closed
Still sick from the food you ate
And then you run to the store for quick relief
From a bottle of Kaopectate
And then you call your friend a-two weeks later
To see how he has been
And he says, "I understand about the food
Baby bubba, but we're still friends"
With a hip, hop, the hippie to the hippie
To the hip hip hop and ya don't stop
A-rockin' to the bang bang boogie
Say up jump the boogie to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat
Ah, ha ha, ha ha
Ah, ha ha, ha ha
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