rhymin' and rappin'

Текст песни Paulette & Tanya Winley - rhymin' and rappin'

Rhymin’ and Rappin’ Lyrics[Verse 1: Paulette Winley]
Everybody rocking the mic' you see
My brother, Gangster, my sister Sweet Tee
And all I did is listen to them and dance
Then finally I said "Hey it's my chance"
To rock the mic', to make you high
I'll show you that I'm qualified
And if you're wondering what my friends call me
I go by the name of Paulette

And now I'm here, I'm ready to jam
I come from the borough of Manhattan
You see I'll rock you high and I'll rock you low
Nobody rock you better than this I know
I come from the dope place: NYC
With our many fly guys and young ladies
We'll see to it you have some fun
'Cause when it comes to rhyming, the city's the one
I came to jam you off your feet
Anyone trying to compete
You see I'll take on one, and I'll take on twelve
I'll even take on all, ah what the hell?

Anyone you see just messing around
They're just playing the part of the neighborhood clown
You see they really know how to turn the tables
They just want you to think that they're unable

First they start you off with a well-known tune
And then you start to dance, and you usually do
And then they start to play a little style and taste
They make you start to think you're in a different place

But then you stop for awhile to realize
That these are just the same old guys
And then you're wondering just how they change
And then you say to them "it's just not the same"
Then they go on and on and on and on
And they're not ready to stop until the break of dawn
[Verse 2: Tanya Winley]
This is Sweet Tee, on your radio dial
And I'll be with you for just a little while
On long enough to say my rhymes
I can't say them all cause there ain't enough time

I got rhymes galime and rhymes galore
And when I'm finished with those, I still got more
Because they're coming out my ears, and outta my eyes
They are so devastating you will be surprised

MC Sweet Tee is my DJ name
I'm in the history books and the Hall of Fame
I rock so good and I rock so well
And my voice sound better than Howard Cosell
'Cause I'm the crowd pleaser, the Charmin squeezer
A hell of, a Love Bug

And you know when I'm rocking up in the sky
Because you always see the angels fly by
With a lovely smile up on their face
That tell you Sweet Tee's rocking the whole damn place

So you get on the elevator, press seven
When you walk out the door, you will be in Heaven
Take two steps straight and turn to your right
Go down a flight of stairs and oh the sight
You hear a daze to the count of three
Because you can't believe what your eyes is seeing
When you get to Earth they won't believe your story
So you take out your book and you take inventory

On the def equipment the riders [?] me
For rocking the Heaven so viciously
You count fifteen speakers and you point up at the sky
A case of brew and some [?] get high

A mic' for every member of the gangster crew
Two turntables you can see right through
A serious mixer and I almost forgot:
Three def gold chains and a def beat box

[Verse 3: Paulette]
When I left my house, one early sunny day
I had a young man calling, didn't know him at all
So I looked the other way
And then he looked at me, said he couldn't believe
That I could keep on walking by
He had [?] with me, or could it be
That something was in my eyes?

Well I looked at him, with my hair standing big
And said "you must be ill"
Why don't you leave me alone, and go to your home
Take some water and take a chill pill?
Young brothers: if you like my rhymes, sing along with me
And if you don't know my name, just call me Paulette

You see I rock you high and I rock you low
Nobody rock you better, and this I know
See I'm so fast, faster than flashing lightning that just went past
Check it out y'all

[Tanya Winley]
I'm the best MC all across the land
And I got more rhymes than a beach got sand
Yes I go by the name of MC Tee
I'm 'bout to sock a DJ's rhymes before they bite me

I said when I came out of my mama's womb
The doctor put me in a separate room
I was by myself and all alone
Until my mama came and handed me a microphone
And at the age of one it's just begun
I was beginning to have me a little bit of fun
At the age of two, I wasn't through
I was rocking all night and in the morning, too
And at the age of three, I said to me:
"You're the finest MC that there could ever be"
And at the age of four, I looked some more
I said "Damn Tanya, you're beginning to score"
And at the age of five, I made a man cry
Then I knew I was qualified
And at the age of six, I knew all the tricks
They got me into a disco mix
At the age of seven, I went to Heaven
To rock a little you know
They had to let me go, I was too good you know
Because I gave those angels a hell of a flow
And at the age of eight, everything was great
I was always on top, and never late
And at the age of nine, I rocked my mind
I was known around the world as "one of a kind"
And at the age of ten, I had the urge again
But there ain't enough tape, so this is the end

Bye bye1