Dr. Octagon - 1977 lyrics

Yeahhh! you're listening to the sounds, from the boogie down bronx! Kooool keith!! performing with mean jean, cordio the grand wizard The ill brothers, at the t-connection Bust them flavors, more rap styles than life savors Damage kids with suits with champagne and fake alligators I'm for the repercussion, my style is bumrushin Mc's get back, that black brother sound wack A bust a new style, grease your hair with nunile Do wrecks flex the bronx fronters that step up next New jacks can't rap, stomp your feet and make your hands clap The kid is b**boo, your screw up on the mic is doodoo That's word to mom duke, you wack you get the boot It's casanova, bronx kid all over Swift to shift top mc out to shoot the gift Morisena projects, my neighbors took your rolex You get action, talkin loud walkin up in jackson My little cousin bronx crew's about to move on you Yeahhh! patterson projects is in the house! Webster's in the house! the non is in the house! Melrose is in the house! jackson, is in the house! Yeah! I come real deal rap style back like holyfield Check em at the door, and watch crews with steel With the l brothers, we hittin freaks undercovers To the left side, you on the back door I got a oj ready, with pink whitewalls Ah yes yes y'all, and you don't stop the body rock co*kblock my friends, you count tens in your benz Rappers know they toy, i blast your rhyme sk** Kid yo, step up like elroy You know the steelo, from new york to puerto rico You'll tell me bro... yeah, i'm kool keith chief You been out two weeks Don't try to ill, cause you're plastic no frill Yeahhh! next week at the p-a-l!! Grandmaster flash and the furious five! Battling kool herc and the herculoids Afrika bambaata and the mighty zulu nation, soulsonic and cosmic Be there! two dollars before ten! With special guests, the cold, crush, brothers!