Mario Caldato Jr - Alive lyrics

I have never been more ready in my entire life to do this right now Never It's all been leading up to this moment All right now, right here My whole life, right here We got rhyme selections in a wide array J'ai des bonbons pour vous manger The party people scream, "Oui, oui, c'est vrai" Cause I got a remote for my bidet Now A-D-R-O-C-K I use the microphone like Pica**o used clay Down with Freckles from around the way Peace to Bambaataa and Jazzy Jay I rock on the mic from here to Bombay I give it my best and say come what may Cause everybody's got their dues to pay I'm looking sideways like my man Pele Gettin' on like Ali bomaye So fed up with racism today Time to speak up and not turn away Make the sun shine when it's cloudy and gray Dip dip dive so socialize Open up your ears and clean out your eyes If you learn to love, you're in for a surprise It could be nice to be alive I'm taking doody rhymes to a brand new height I shine on the mic like UltraBright Created a monster with these rhymes I write Goatee metal rap, please say goodnight Now here's a little something you may not like My dj's name is Mix Master Mike It's a real pity that you people got to bite But I could understand because he sounds so nice Reading you the news cause I'm Country Mike Use a microphone like Shazam uses tights Try to keep clear of that hate and spite So I keep my mind still like the still of night Now who in the world do you want to fight? It's against the system, we should unite h*mophobics ain't alright If you learn to love, then you might love life Dip dip dive so-socialize Open up your ears and clean out your eyes If you learn to love, you're in for a surprise It could be nice to be alive Bring it back that old New York rap Bring it back that old New York rap Bring it-Bring it back that old New York rap Bring it-Bring it back that-Bring it-Bring it back that Bring it-Bring it back that old New York rap Bring it back that old New York rap Bring it-Bring it back that-Bring it-Bring it back that Bring it-Bring it back that old New York rap Now you can shuffle numbers but facts is facts So many billionares while so many lack So before the poor decide to react Come on party people and share up your stacks Now I'm-a break it down to the bra** tacks Do the Biz Mark dance and the cabbage patch You try to turn the key but then you broke the latch Sneak into my files for some rhymes to snatch I'd like to have a say on the income tax Don't wanna help build bombs and that's the facts No money for health care so what's the catch? The man got you locked with no key to the latch Mike and Adam have got my back You bring the mics and we'll bring the raps Turn on the PA and rock your shack Don't smoke cheeba, can't stand crack Dip dip dive so-socialize Open up your ears and clean out your eyes If you learn to love, you're in for a surprise It could be nice to be alive