Grandmaster Flash And The Furious Five Superappin’

It was a party night, everybody was breaking

The highs were screaming and the bass was shaking

And it won’t be long till everybody knows when that

Flash was on the beat box going that

Flash was on the beat box going that

Flash was on the beat box going

And and and and

Sha na na

Italian, Caucasian, Japanese

Spanish, Indian, Negro and Vietnamese

MCs, disc jockeys to all the fly kids and the young ladies

Introducing the crew ya got to see to believe

We’re one, two, three, four, five MCs

I’m Melle Mel and I rock it so well

And I’m Mr. Ness because I rocks the best

I’m Rahiem in all the ladies’ dreams

And I’m Cowboy to make ya jump for joy

I’m Creole, solid gold

The Kid Creole playing the role

Dig this, we’re the Furious Five plus Grandmaster Flash

Giving you a blast and sure enough class

So to prove to ya all that we’re second to none

We’re gonna make five mcs sound like one

Ya gotta dip dip dive, so so socialize

Clean out your ears then open your eyes

And then pay at the door as a donation

To hear the best sounds in creation

He’s a disco dream of a mean machine

And when it comes to size, ya see what we mean

Ya see his name is not found in the hall of fame but he’ll shock

And amaze ya and make ya feel shame

He takes a lime from a lemon

And from a lemon to a lime

He cuts the beat in half the time

And as sure is 3 times 2 is 6

You’ll say Flash is the king of the quick mix

We’re five mc’s and we’re on our own

And we’re the most well known on the microphone

And we throw down hard and we aim to please

With finesse to impress all the young ladies

We got rhymes galore and that’s a fact

And if the satisfaction’s guaranteed to cause a heart attack

We are the best as you can see

So eliminate the possibility

That to be an e-m-c-e-e

Is not a threat to society

Say step by step

Stride by stride

I know the fly young lady would like to ride

In my mercedes, ‘young ladies’

In my mercedes, ‘young ladies’

If my Mercedes breakdown and dull my grill

I will drive up in a new Seville

If my Seville break down, I take it back

I will dull my grill in a new Cadillac

If my Cadillac break down, it’s too much

I will shock your mind in a new Star Stutz

And if a Stutz break down, I make another choice

I will dull my grill in a new Rolls Royce

And if a Royce break down, I’ll be out in the rain

And then forget it, forget it, forget it, forget it, forget it

Huh, take the train

Take the train, take the train

Can’t, won’t, don’t stop rockin’ to the rhythm

Cause I get down, cause I get down, cause I get down

Ladies who don’t know my name

And you fellas who don’t know my game

Yes I’m called the prnce of soul

But others call me the Kid Creole

The mc delight, young ladies bite

When I’m on the mike and I rock the house right

I’m the dedicated prince, heart of solid gold

Rockin to the rhythm while I’m playing the role

A cool calm customer, the master plan

It takes a sucker’s man to try to jump my hand

And the things I do and what I say

Affect a lot of people in the strangest way

Makes them clap their hands and say ‘all right’

Creole to the broad daylight

Mr. Ness, my mellow, what he look like

With ya on the mike

Let’s rock y’all, a let’s rock the house

Because the Furious Five are gonna turn it out

So young ladies, if you think ya heard

You heard the best rap, you heard the best word

Yes, it’s true that we gotta fuss

Because it can’t be the best unless it came from us

There’s five of us and we take no stuff

We coming through the city, we coming through rough

We number one ain’t nothin’ you can do

And if you wanna get down we’ll rock you too

So free-formin y’all, ya don’t stop

Come on, come on and let me see ‘a rock rock

Cowboy, they say you’re from the bronx

So why don’t you rock the beat and add a little spunk

Yes yes, y’all and ya don’t stop

Come on fly girls, I wanna hit the top

I am the c-o-w-b-o-y

Why the man so bad that ya deny

You better watch your woman cause I’ll tell you why

Cause I’m Cowboy, I might give her a try

They call me Keith Keith

The young ladies’ relief

Know as the man of romance to make you dance

Can any of you ladies stand a chance?

I’m Cowboy and I’m shockin the house

Ya say, ya say 1, 2, 1 more is 3

And Melle Mel, come on, whatcha got for me?

To the hip hop, a hip hop, a don’t stop, don’t stop that body rock

Just get off your seat, get ready to clap

Because Melle Mel is starting here to rap

Ever since the time at my very first party

I felt I could make myself somebody

It was something in my heart from the very start

I could see myself at the top of the chart

Rapping on the mic, making cold cold cash

With a jockey spinnin for me called DJ Flash

Signing autographs for the the young and old

Wearing big time silver and solid gold

My name on the radio and in the magazine

My picture on the TV screen

It’s ain’t like that yet, but -huh- you’ll see

I got potential and you will agree

I’m coming up and I got a step above the rest

Cause I’m using the ladder they call success

You say 1-2-3-4-5-6-7

Rap like hell and make it sound like heaven

A 7-6-5-4-3-2-1 come on Rahiem come and get some

Yes yes y’all, ya don’t stop, come on, come on, huh

I wanna hit the top

I’m the one of a kind, the man supreme

I know I’m in all the ladies’ dreams

I’m the r-a-h and the i-e-m

I put a wiggle in your butt if a tell me when

I’m a son of a gun with a hell of a fire

Got to mess around and take ya all higher

My clientele climb the great big boost

I’m the give it up and turn it loose, huh

All you fly girls that don’t know my game

Come up and talk to me and we’ll tell you all the same

When ya wake up in the night in a hell of a dream

You know ya been possessed by the voice of Rahiem

In all the ladies’ dreams

And makin’ more currency than any mc

And if the dream will turn to reality

And Melle Mel’ll be makin’ money

Mr. Ness, make makin’ money

Rahiem, makin’ money

Cowboy , make makin’ money

Creole, makin’ money

DJ Flash, make makin’ money

Hit it

Take your time and you will agree

That Black Door got good security

So when you walk through the door, just do me a favor

Be sure to be on your best behavior

Young man, what do you wanna do

When the party is through

And a lady wanna go home with you

You search your pocket, ya soon aware

That you don’t have enough for cab fare

So you say to yourself what a mistake you made

Your heart start pumpin’ right on Kool-Aid

When she walks to you and starts to say

‘Call one-double-o’ get down with o.j

And you pave the way….

Young ladies a lot, young ladies galore, young ladies, we do adore

Grandmaster Flash And The Furious Five White Lines

[Hook:]

(White Lines) Visions, dreams of passion

(Blowing through my mind) And all the while I think of you

(High price) A very strange reaction

(For us to unwind) The more I see, the more I do

(Something like a phenomenon) Baby!

(Telling your body to come along, but white lines blow away)

(Blow! Rock it! Blow!)

Ticket to ride, white line highway

Tell all your friends, they can go my way

Pay your toll, sell your soul

Pound-for-pound costs more than gold

The longer you stay, the more you pay

My white lines go a long way

Either up your nose or through your vein

With nothing to gain except killing your brain

[Hook]

(Freeze! Rock! Freeze! Rock! Freeze! Rock! Freeze! Rock!)

Higher, baby

Get higher, baby!

Get higher, baby!

And don’t ever come down! (Freebase!)

Rang dang diggedy dang di-dang

Diggedy dang di-dang diggedy dang di-dang

(Pipeline) pure as the driven snow

(Connected to my mind) and now I’m having fun, baby!

(High price) it’s getting kinda low

(Cause it makes you feel so nice) I need some one-on-one, baby!

(Don’t let it blow your mind away) Baby!

(And go into your little hideaway ‘cause white lines blow away)

(Blow! Rock it! Blow!)

A million magic crystals, painted pure and white

A multi-million dollars almost overnight

Twice as sweet as sugar

Twice as bitter as salt

And if you get hooked, baby

It’s nobody else’s fault, so don’t do it!

[Hook]

(Freeze! Rock! Freeze! Rock! Freeze! Rock! Freeze! Rock!)

(Ahhh) Higher, baby

(Ahhh) Get higher, baby!

(Ahhh) Get higher, baby!

And don’t ever come down! (Freebase!)

(Don’t you get too high) don’t you get too high baby!

(Turns you on) you really turn me on and on

(Cause you gotta come down) my temperature is risin’

(When the thrill is gone) no, I don’t want you to go

A street kid gets arrested, gonna do some time

He got out three years from now just to commit more crime

A businessman is caught with 24 kilos

He’s out on bail and out of jail

And that’s the way it goes, raah!

(Cane! Sugar! Cane! Sugar! Cane!)

Athletes rejected, governerds corrected

Gangsters, thugs and smugglers are thoroughly respected

The money gets divided

The women get excited

Now I’m broke and it’s no joke

It’s hard as hell to fight it, don’t buy it!

[Hook]

Little Jack Horner sitting on the corner

With no shoes and clothes

This ain’t funny, but he took his money

And sniffed it up his nose

(Hey man, you wanna cop some blow?)

(Sure, what you got, dust, flakes or rocks?)

(I got China White, Mother of Pearl, Ivory Flake, What you need?)

(Well yeah, well let me check it out man, just let me get a freeze)

(Go ahead man, stuff I got should kill ya!)

(Yeah man th-that’s that’s raw, woah..)

Grandmaster Flash And The Furious Five Dreamin’

As I think of you I hear, precious moments crystal clear, lying in my mind

I see birds in paradise, cherry blossoms and moonlight, you’re the joy of all mankind

That’s why (That’s why). When we dream of you (Dreamin’)

We believe anything that we see

That’s why (That’s why). It’s because of you (Of you)

We would like your dreams (My dreams). Turn to reality (Reality)

Taking walks in the park, getting closer to your heart, is all I want to do (All I want to do)

Someone sure likes you up above, because you’re living the life we love, and you know it’s true (You know it, you know it)

Whoa Stevie, that’s why (That’s why). When we dream of you (Dreamin’)

We believe anything that you see

Whoa, whoa, whoa, that’s why (That’s why). It’s because of you (Of you)

We would like your dreams (Our dreams). Turn to reality (Reality)

Dreamin’ (Dreamin’) is so mellow (Mellow), when I (Dreamin’ about you) about you (Stevie), dream about you

Dreamin’ (Dreamin’) is so mellow (Mellow), when I dream about you Stevie, (When we dream about you, yeah)

Hey Flash

Yo wassup, ness?

Do you think we’ll ever meet Stevie?

I hope so man. Don’t worry fellas, sooner or later, sooner or later

Taking walks in the park, getting closer to your heart, is all we want to do (All we want to do)

Someone sure likes you up above, because you’re living the life we love, and you know it’s true (You know it, you know it)

Stevie, Stevie, that’s why (That’s why). When we dream of you (Dreamin’)

We believe anything that you see

Whoa, whoa, whoa, that’s why (That’s why). It’s because of you (Of you)

We would like your dreams (Our dreams). Turn to reality (Reality)

(Stevie. You make me wonder. I dream about you Stevie. Dreamin’ about you)

(Stevie. You make me wonder. I dream about you Stevie. Dreamin’ about you)

When I dream about you

(Stevie.) Awwhow, Stevie, Stevie, Stevie, man. (You make me wonder)

(I dream about you Stevie. Dreamin’ about you). When I dream about you

(Stevie.) Ooooohoooo, ooh, whoa, whoa, whoa, no, oh.. (You make me wonder)

(I dream about you Stevie. Dreamin’ about you). When I dream about you, Stevie

(Stevie. You make me wonder.)

It’s all about you, it’s all about you! You, you, ooh, whoa

(I dream about you Stevie. Dreamin’ about you)

Yooooooohh, ooooh, ooooh

(Dreamin’)

Bun din din din din din din din dun dun

(Dreamin’)

Bun din duga duga bun dun a doo doo doo doo

(Dreamin’)

(Dreamin’)

(Dreamin’)

(Dreamin’)

Woahoa! Just dreamin’ about you, just thinkin’ about dreamin’

(Dreamin’)

(Dreamin’)

Thinkin’ about you Steeeevayy

Grandmaster Flash And The Furious Five It’s A Shame

Yo Flash! This time cut it mellow!

Hey teacher!

-What?

-Talk to me!

-About what?

-Peace!

-There is no peace!

-Why?

-Who wants to know?

-We do!

-Cause men love money!

-Why?

-Greed!

-Why not share?

-I know

-Why?

-Why not?

-Cause to share shows that you care for ev’rybody!

It’s a shame that all people won’t stick together

Don’t they know that deep inside we need each other?

There are places in our world, where kids are starving

Don’t you know they should not starve, cause they’re the future!

-Hey, preacher!

-What?

-Talk to me!

-About what?

-Hope!

-There is no hope!

-Why?

-Who wants to know?

-We do!

-Cause men are greedy!

-Why?

-Money!

-Why not share?

-I know

-Why?

-Why not?

-Cause to share shows that you care for ev’rybody!

It’s a shame that men at war won’t stop the fighting

Don’t you know they should not fight, cause they are dying!

There are places in our world, where bombs are dropping

Even though they know it’s wrong, they’ll never stop it!

It’s a shame. It’s a shame

It’s a shame. It’s a shame

It’s a dirty, dirty world!

Grandmaster Flash And The Furious Five Freedom

Somebody, somebody if you wanna party say party, say party

C’mon

Ah yeah

If you wanna party and that’s a fact somebody say and you know that

Melle Mel with the clientele

I’m gonna rock your chime and ring your bell

See I’m so bad and I’m so light

A lot of rhyme on a dime to make the world turn twice

And I’m Mr.Ness, that rock the best

And I’m ready to rock at your request

Go on, go on with your best

Rahiem is gonna do the rest

So my name is Rahiem

I’m a son of a queen

I’m the king of a castle

Don’t give me no hastle

Young ladies in the place, put me on

When I’m a part of your life, you can never go wrong

You say at first my name was Denny Den

The secret weapon, the master plan

I’m slick, I’m cool, I’m solid gold

They call me the Kid Creole

I’m the C.O.W.B.O.Y. (why)

The man’s so bad that you can’t deny

And when you act the cowboy to play

I’m Cowboy, I never ran away

Grandmaster, cut faster

Than any known cell[?] to the bone

Full-grown he’s a one of a kind

And Flash is gonna rock your mind, huh

Flash, two times

Beat beat, you in the crew, hold it

Why don’t you find somebody and…party!

I like this part

Get down

Hold up, hold up

Quickly now, quickly now

The bass was in your face

The highs make you nature rock

Young ladies in the place

Feel the highs, feel the bass

If you wanna rock till the break of dawn somebody say come on

The butter, the bread

The bread to the butter

C’mon everybody let’s rock one and other

Hey ashes to ashes, dust to dust

Nobody rocks the mic like the five of us

You say the bread to the butter and the butter to the bread

Don’t be misled by what I say

You say dust to dust and ashes to ashes

[?] man cut, I’m faster than Flash is

You’re the one

You don’t stop and everybody hiphop

You don’t stop and then find your ?

Just clap your hands and get on the go

Then you rock to the beat in stereo

And if you wanna help us get on the go

Scream it out and say ho

Ho

You don’t stop

And if you wanna rock in to the broad daylight

Somebody say, what it look like

What it look like

You don’t stop

I’m gonna talk about the man that’s the real McCoy

No other cool brother than Keith Cowboy

Went a eight and a half, 29 ways

A medium search take a look at my face

You check up my hair and then you look in my eyes

Cause all I’m here to do girl is make you hypnotize

Till you hip hop the shoobop dobop take a look on your arm [fade]

Grandmaster Flash And The Furious Five New York, New York

[Melle Mel:]

Ah New York New York big city of dreams

And everything in New York ain’t always what it seems

You might get fooled if you come from out of town

But I’m down by law and I know my way around, too much

Ah too many people, too much – a ha hah

Too much, too many people, too much, rrrrrrrah!

A castle in the sky, one mile high

Built to shelter the rich and greedy

Rows of eyes, disguised as windows

Lookin down on the poor and the needy

Miles of people, marchin up the avenue

Doin what they gotta do, just to get by

I’m livin in the land of plenty and many

But I’m damn sure poor and I don’t know why

Too much, ah too many people, too much

Too much, too many people, too much!

[Duke Bootee:]

A man’s on a ledge, says he’s gonna jump

People gather round, said, “He won’t he’s just a chump”

Cause he lost his job, then he got robbed

His mortgage is due and his marriage is through

He says he ain’t gonna pay no child support

Because the bitch left him without a second thought

He got nothin to eat, no shoes on his feet

She even left his clothes, out in the street

He keeps hearin noises when he’s at home

He always hears voices when he’s all alone

His wife took the kids, the car and the crib

In this man’s world, so much for women’s lib

New York New York big city of dreams

But everything in New York ain’t always what it seems

You might get fooled if you come from out of town

But I’m down by law, and I know my way around

Down in the Village, you might think I’m silly

But you can’t tell the women from the men sometimes

They’re sugar and spice and everything nice

But when you get em home ain’t no tellin what you find

Right next door is a little old man

I seen him eatin dog food out of a can

He says, “I got to eat, when I can’t afford meat

I barely can stand, on my own two feet”

I got a bad habit and I just can’t break it

Somethin’s on my mind and I just can’t shake it

I need some time, and I want some space

I gotta get away from the human race

[Melle Mel:]

Too much, ah too many people, too much… a-ha hah

Too much, ah too many people, too much! Rrrrrrrah!

Stand at a skyscraper reachin into heaven

When over in the ghetto I’m livin in hell

Just play ball or be an entertainer

Cause niggas like me can’t read too well

Nobody loves me, nobody cares

I dreamed about a life but I’m livin in a nightmare

Paranoid schitzo, set back, snowbound

Bad news psycho, heart attack, breakdown!

If only I could sleep just ten more minutes

I might find the strength to make another day

If I didn’t have to get up, and do my thing

I would probably sleep my whole life away

I messed up a nice dream, somethin bout ice cream

Whipped cream fruits and a cherry on top

Now I gotta get up and face the world, huh

The pressure is on it ain’t never gonna stop

I sho’ gotta learn to use my mind

I don’t wanna be kissin nobody’s behind

Just standin on line lookin like a jerk

Gotta get off my butt and do a full day’s work

I ran into a pothole, got into a car crash

Shoulda been thinkin and tried to fake whiplash

A crowd gathered round, they’re callin me fat

Who you lookin at wit a face like that?

New York New York big city of dreams

Everything in New York ain’t always what it seems

You might get fooled if you come from out of town

But I’m down by law and I know my way around

On 42nd Street, lookin for some action

Women standin on the corner sellin satisfaction

One young punk just leanin on the fence

Tryin to make a dollar out of fifteen cents

Really is a prankster, tried to be a gangster

Real big wheel when a gun is in his hands

Just did a stick-up, just got picked up

One dead punk, killed by the man

New York New York big city of dreams

And everything in New York ain’t always what it seem

You might get fooled if you come from out of town

But I’m down by law and I know my way around

Too much, too many people, too much… ah ha hah hah

Too much, too many people, too much! HUAHH!

A baby cries and a mother dies

And the tears fall from the doctor’s eyes because

In this room, on this day

The Good Lord has giveth, and taketh away, huh

The gift of life really means a lot

And in the ghetto your life is all you got

So you take to the streets, tryin to exist

In the trash and slime of a world like this

What you watch, on TV

A tells you what life is supposed to be

But when you look outside the only thing you see

Is the poverty stricken, reality, heh

Abandoned places, angry faces

Much hate and hunger throughout the races

You say, “I’m grown and I’m on my own

So why don’t everybody just leave me alone!”

Now you stay at home, talkin on the phone

Doin ninety miles an hour in the fifty mile zone

They never took the time to tell you bout sex

So you had to learn about it in the discotheques

Nine months later, the baby is there

And the nigga that did it said, “I don’t care!”

You don’t have enough money to help feed two

So you have to choose between the baby and you

The sky was cryin, rain and hail

When you put yo’ baby in the garbage pail

Then you kissed the kid and put down the lid

And you tried to forget what you just did, huh

The muffled screams of a dyin baby

Was enough to drive the young mother crazy

So she ran in the rain tryin to ease the pain

Huh huh, and she drove herself insane

New York New York big city of dreams

But everything in New York ain’t always what it seem

You might get fooled if you come from out of town

But I’m down by law and I know my way around

Ah too much, too many people, too much… ah ha hah hah

Too much, too many people, too much! HUHHH!

New York New York big city of dreams

But everything in New York ain’t always what it seems

You might get fooled if you come from out of town

But I’m down by law and I know my way around

Too much, too many people, too much… ha hah hah hah

Too much, too many people, too much

Grandmaster Flash And The Furious Five Pump Me Up

Come on, I said come on, I said come on

Rappers might be willin but they ain’t able

Cause I was their king straight from my cradle

I screamed and hollered and shook my rattle

And dreamt of defeating them all in battle

There was no food in my silver spoon

So I grew up hard and I grew up soon

I’m a righteous king but I’m hungry too

And I eat up chumps that rap like you

Then I met this shark and his name was Jaws

He was biting my rhymes like y’all bite yours

I starting writing my rhymes the shark grew and grew

But I was writing more rhymes than the shark could chew

The shark got sick and then he exploded

Cause he didn’t realize that my rhymes was loaded

They flew in the air and into the sea

And the whole universe knew that the king was me

Come on, I said come on, I said come on

I’m not a laser beam or a diamond mine

Or a platinum watch or some vintage wine

Not a pocket full of pearls I’m a oil well

Like black gold baby I’m Melle Mel

And to all the fly girls I come off hard

The slightest wink or nod makes me your god

All my problems are small so my pockets are large

When I walk in the door Oh baby I’m in charge

Treat ladies like jewels and diamond rings

On my fingers on my arms on everything

On the streets oh my Jesus! I can’t be beat

So don’t ask where’s the beef baby here is the meat

I’m gonna give you some soap a towel and a cup

Cause the bum emcees are all washed up

Put your women on the line with the rest of my crew

So I can make love to her and annihilate you

Pump, pump (me up!) me what? (me up!)

Pump, pump, pump, pump me up!

I’m like the genie in your lamp

A face on your stamp

The hip hop rocker

The microphone champ

Got a knock out voice

Like a rolls royce

Gotta rank as number one

To be the people’s choice

Cause you can hum a ding then you can hum a dong

Its just like the friendly game of ping pong

When you hitting the ball upside the paddle

It’s just like cowboy riding on a saddle

Up above your head is the flash of light

Cause I can rock to the beat on any God given night

Like to rock like to roll like to entertain

While my car’s outside you’re waiting for the train

The train to the bus the bus to whatever

And I’m the type of MC to rock in any type of weather

I’m the bow legged brother there’ll never be another

I bought a mansion for my mother

Come on, I said come on, I said come on

I got a certain cool that breaks the rules

That get me paid and a lot of jewels

And the women I’m calling day and night

That’s proof I’m getting mine like a thief in the night

Because Scorp is known as the singer

The quiet storm that lover didn’t linger

I will not change cause its in my blood

I’m like dynamite and you a rappin dud

And if the future is here in the making

Then why I can’t be part of the taking

Cause you know I like cars and fancy women

That give me good love in the beginning

Bubble bath and candle lights

And girls saying Scorp you alright?

So stop standing there like you from above

And just relax yourself and get in this tub

Pump, pump, pump, pump me up

For all you beautiful people out there

If you having a good time, everybody scream!

I’m not a laser beam or a diamond mine

Or a platinum watch or some vintage wine

Not a pocket full of pearls I’m a oil well

Like black gold baby I’m Melle Mel

And to all the fly girls I come off hard

The slightest wink or nod makes me your god

All my problems are small so my pockets are large

When I walk in the door Oh baby I’m in charge

Treat ladies like jewels and diamond rings

On my fingers on my arms on everything

On the streets oh my Jesus! I can’t be beat

So don’t ask where’s the beef baby here is the meat

I’m gonna give you some soap a towel and a cup

Cut the bum emcees are all washed up

Put your women on the line with the rest of my crew

So I can make love to her and annihilate you

Pump, pump (me up!) me what? (me up!)

Grandmaster Flash And The Furious Five We Don’t Work For Free

In the darkness of night, huh

All the stage lights are shinin bright, hey

And we work very hard, to make you stay, RRRAAH

But it ain’t no thing y’all

Cause I know that you can hang

We’re not too expensive but you got, to, pay, RRRAAH

Some say the money is the root, of all evil

It’s not the love, but lust of it, that makes men greedy, oooh

You said, “You wanna go for a ride? You gotta pay the fare”

So stop! You ain’t got no money, you ain’t got no beat

Hoooooh, say you

Got no satisfaction, won’t you come and work for me

And I say to you

Can’t you see baby, we don’t work for free

You know you gotta live, but shit they give you stuff for free

Man these times are hard heyyy, ah don’t nothin come easy-hee-ee-yeah

I just got good news – you wanna come with me

Hey let’s go uptown – I got somethin you should see

And my friends all say to you they say

Got no satisfaction, won’t you come and work for me

And I say to you

Can’t you see baby, we don’t work for free

Finance, city life

You gotta work to afford paradise, huh

But if you livin in a glass house

Don’t throw no stones, rrrraah!

Slave, trade, don’t get laid

You gotta get paid, if you wanna go places

Where you never been before

OK baby, rrrraah!

Where you been before, don’t matter with me

Better save your pennies nickels and dimes

Cause we don’t work for free-hee-ee-yeah

I just got good news (from the IRS) you wanna come with me

C’mon let’s go uptown baby, because ?we all drink? for free

Hee hee hee, hee, haoowww, we don’t work for free-heee

Gotta understand what I mean

Don’t you wanna come with me, can’t divide yourself

Unless you work for free, ah c’mon now, and I don’t know what to say

I forgot somethin that you should see

C’mon baby, you gotta come along with me, cause girl

I’m rea-dee-hee for you-uuu, are you ready for me?

I’m sure, I’m sure

And I say to you now – we don’t work for free

C’mon baby, you gotta come along with me

Cause satisfaction is guaranteed (we don’t work for free)

C’mon now, said I ready to jam

C’mon now, you gotta understand what I mean (we don’t work for free)

I’ve got somethin that you should see

C’mon baby, you gotta hum along with me (we don’t work for free)

Yeahhh, a yeeee hoo

We don’t work for free

C’mon now, you gotta come along with me

And satisfaction is guaranteed (we don’t work for free)

Baby, c’mon now, said here I am

C’mon now you gotta understand what I mean (we don’t work for free)

I’ve got something that you should see!

Ah c’mon baby, don’t you wanna? (we don’t work for free)

And I’m ready for you so tell me, are you ready for, meeeeeeeeee

We don’t work for free

No mo-ney, we-don’t-work-for-free

Nah nah nah (we don’t work for free)

No mo-ney, we-can’t-work-for-free

C’mon now, you gotta understand what I mean

No mo-ney, we-don’t-work-for-free

Aooohhwhwowwww! (we don’t work for free)

No mo-ney, we-can’t-work-for-free

C’mon now, you gotta understand what I mean (we don’t work for free)

No mo-ney…

Grandmaster Flash And The Furious Five The Adventures Of Grandmaster Flash On The Wheels Of Steel

You say

You say

You say

You say

You say

You say

You say one for the trouble

Two for the time

Come on girls let rock that

Fab Five Freddie told me everybody’s high

DJ’s spinnin’ are savin’ my mind

Flash is fast

Flash is fast

Flash is fast

Flash is cool

Francois sez fas, Flashe’ no do

You say one for the trouble

Two for the time

Come on girls let rock that

Good times…

Grandmaster, cut faster

Grandmaster, cut faster

Grandmaster, cut, cut, cut faster

Grandmaster, Grandmaster, cut faster

Hey, hey, hey

Everybody say one

One, Flash one time

Everybody say two

Two, Flash two times

Say three

Three, Flash three times

Say four

Four, Flash four times

Melle Mel

Taurus is my zodiac sign

Mr Ness

Scorpio, my name is right here

Aquarius

And King Creole

Pieces

Cowboy

Virgo

And Gra- gra- gra- gra- Grandmaster Flash cuts so on

His zodiac sign is Capricorn

Why don’t you tell me a story?

Please tell me a story too

You know, I think I’ll tell you the story of my life

You tell me!

I wanna hear too

I was born in North Dakota a long time ago, see

And now I’m lucky enough to be here with you

Yeah, but what happened in between?

Yeah, what else happened?

Well, it went pretty much like this

Oh yeah!

Woo

Woo

Ha, ha, ha

Ch-ka-bow

Oah, oah

Aha, ha, ha, ha

Hoo!

The official adventures of, Flash

Ohhh, ha, ha, ha

Hey, hey, everybody say ho (ho)

Say ho, ho (ho, ho)

Say disco (disco)

Say party (party)

All the ladies

All the in the house say ow (ow)

Say ow (ow)

Everybody come on

Say somebody, anybody, everybody scream! (Ooooo)

Hey bro I got somethin’ that’ll blow ya mind!

Ha, ha, ha, ha

Get ya hands off that girl!

Creole, Creole!

Flash is

Flash is

Flash is

Flash is

Flash is

Flash is

Owww!

Hey, ha, ha, ha, ha!

Alright, where’s Vicious Lee?

Grandmaster Flash And The Furious Five Beat Street Breakdown

Beat Street Breakdown, rrrrhaa!

Beat Street, the king of the beat

You see him rockin that beat from across the street

And huh-huh, Beat Street is a lesson, too

Because ah, you can’t let the streets beat you

Uh!

Well, a picture can express a thousand words

To describe all the beauty of life you give

And if the world was yours to do over

I know you’d paint a better place to live

Where the colors would swirl

And the boys and girls can grow in peace and harmony

And where murals stand on walls so grand

As far as the eyes are able to see, ha

I never knew art till I saw your face

And there’ll never be one to take your place

Cause each and every time you touch a spraypaint can

Michaelangelo’s soul controls your hands

Then serenades of blue and red

And the beauty of the rainbow fills your head

Crescendo colors playin tunes

Man why oh why you’d have to die so soon?

Ashes to ashes and dust to dust

Where the good die young is all thy must

Cause as life must live death must die

And the tears shall fall from the living eye

Huh, teardrops fall for the state of mind

Of the beautiful lady that you left behind

In love and alone, but now you’re dead

And she still can’t get you out of her head, huh

More tears fall for all you’ve done

Tried to be a good father to your only son

But now who’s gonna make sure that he’s fed

Put a shirt on his back and a roof over head?

Tell me who’s gonna dream the impossible dream

Of the beautiful cities and the islands and streams

When your works of art brought into being

All that the ghetto stopped you from seeing

Bums on the sidewalk, garbage in the street

Abandoned buildings, bricks of concrete

The ladies on the corner are sellin that body

And everybody wants a part in that party

I’m hangin out tough rockin late at night

Runnin wild in the town of the neon lights

You either play some ball or stand in the hall

Huh, you gotta make somethin out of nothin at all

I’m sittin in the classroom learnin the rules

And it says you can’t do graffiti in school

That can’t be wrong in the hallowed hall

So my notebook turned into a big wall

The heart of a lion and the courage of three

And the mind of a man much wiser than me

You’re the soul of the brother who won’t come back

Who died in my arms on the railroad track

Cause I’m caught in a rat race lookin for my own space

It gotta be a better place for you and me

There’s pie in the sky and a eye for a eye

Some people gotta die just to be free

You search for justice and what do you find?

You find just us on the unemployment line

You find just us sweatin from dawn to dusk

There’s no justice, it’s, huh, just us

Still life urban masterpiece

Your trademark was written on trains and walls

A million dollar gift only God released

Huh, and yet you got killed for nothin at all

So after this there’ll be no more hard time

No more bad times and no more pain

No more chump change, none of that bull

Just movies, museums and the hall of fame

So all you hip-hops, get on up

And let’s take it to the top where we belong

Cause the age of the Beat Street wave is here

Everybody let’s sing along, now come on

And say hooo (Hooo)

Say hooo (Hooo)

And to let me know I’m rockin the microphone

Everybody say Ramon (Ramon)

Ramon (Ramon)

Rrrrhaa!

A newspaper burns in the sand

And the headlines say ‘Man Destroys Man’

Extra extra, read all the bad news

On the war for peace that everybody would lose

The rise and fall, the last great empire

The sound of the whole world caught on fire

The ruthless struggle, the desperate gamble

The game that left the whole world in shambles

The cheats, the lies, the alibies

And the foolish attempts to conquer the sky

Lost in space, and what is it worth?

Huh, the President just forgot about Earth

Spendin multi-billions and maybe even trillions

The cost of weapons ran in the zillions

There’s gold in the street and there’s diamond under feet

And the children in Africa don’t even eat

Flies on their faces, they’re livin like mice

And their houses even make the ghetto look nice

Huh, the water tastes funny, it’s forever too sunny

And they work all month and don’t make no money

A fight for power, a nuclear shower

A people shout out in the darkest hour

Sights unseen and voices unheard

And finally the bomb gets the last word

Christians killed Muslims and Germans killed Jews

And everybody’s bodies are used and abused

Huh, minds are poisoned and souls are polluted

Superiority complex is deep rooted

Leeches and lices, and people got prices

Egomaniacs control the self-righteous

Nothin is sacred and nothin is pure

So the revelation of death is our cure

Dachau Auswich, Hiroshima

A Vietnam Lenigrad Iwogima

Okinawa, Korea, the Phillipines,

Devastation death against the killing machine

Peoples in terror, the leaders made a error

And now they can’t even look in the mirror

Cause we gotta suffer while things get rougher

And that’s the reason why we got to get tougher

So learn from the past and work for the future

And don’t be a slave to no computer

Cause the children of Man inherit the land

And the future of the world is in your hands

So just throw your hands in the air

And wave em like you just don’t care

And if you believe that you’re the future

Scream it out and say oh yeah (Oh yeah)

Oh yeah (Oh yeah)

Rrrrhaa!

Beat Street Breakdown, rrrrhaa!