[intro] Prejudice dwells in the hearts of men Must we be judged by the color of skin I got a message worth more than diamonds and pearls I want to live
FaceMob, Chuck boogie, Willie D to the beat [Chorus: x2] We don't dance, we boogie - ride, we boogie Ball, we boogie - shine, we boogie So up jump the boogie, and straight hood boogie
Aiyyo, my style be official, I bust like a pistol Criminal the issue, mad shit the nigga been through Peep now, system, handcuffs nigga listen Word up, robbin' white boys
Aiyyo my style be official, I bust like a pistol Criminal - the issue, mad shit the nigga been through Peep now, system, handcuffs nigga listen Word up, robbin' white boys
make duck rappers pray Many talk shit, but none step this way Cause I'm quick to beat down a weak clown Clock crazy juice from L.A. to the Boogie Down
, two, two, one, one MCA, Ad-Rock, Mike D, that's how we get it done like Ladies and gents attention, Nas in the house With Beastie Boys, we can turn
Rovers and Hummers My crew the cleanest, we the grittiest, back the meanest chick Get the Nafis dip, bouncers at the door clear the path It's Nafis forever clique [Boys
company jumps when he plays reveille. He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B. He was some boogie woogie bugle boy of company B. And when he played his boogie
the company jumps when he plays reveille He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B He was some boogie woogie bugle boy of company B When he played his boogie
' off propa'. About to get up on it shawty- ain't no hesitating. I been lookin' at ya' body all night and I been waitin'. I see dem boys standin' on the
a spoiled chick You frontin' niggas hatin' me up with But my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches [Lil' Twist] Rockin' on the scene And yeah, I hit my dougie I D-Town boogy
Every night In Jungletown All the boogies in the street Radios turned up very loud Playin' Dancing Queen They love our music This English girl from the
flag can't hold my baggys sag 7 1 8 to omega Black motion is ocean style Slick in my ways since days of the classic Now glamour boys want to be triple
me Just get on down and hit me Bambaataa's gettin' so funky, now hit me Every piece of the world Rate the message of the worlds All men, women, boys,
grapevine How much longer will you be mine? And I'ma tell ya, I don't like drama So do I have to put my handcuffs on your mama 'Cause Bertha Butt did her damn boogie
No DJ's, No grab, No breakers, No MC What would the state of dope world truly be? No throw your hands, no screaming, no noise no DJ's cutting No B-Boys
Yeah, ha, ha, ha A B boys rock the world CD's and tapes help generate papes E-F is the important Def G-good, H is what style be When I grab the microphone
for your life without a minute to spare Catch you dead to the granite, melt the grease in your hair When I go, them boys is gonna be indecent affair Guarantee