Bomfunk MC'S

[BuSUNozhka]

Вот некоторые темки:

B-Boys & Fly-Girls:

B-boys, fly-girls, throw your hands in the air,
Uh yeah, like you just don't care...

Old school sounds come down blasting
All the homies in the house, you know baby maxing
Holy love, free style, like back in the days
Representing the skills, putting suckers in the place
Funky fress, are we the most finest?
DJ got a record so you could impress
All the fly girls yet the sexy ladies,
It ain't no doubt about what's happening later

 B-boys, fly-girls, throw your hands in the air,
 Uh yeah, like you just don't care...

Two turn tables and a microphone,
That's all we need to rock on the show
Bam bam bam, are you ready? For yes yes, you're all in
Get your funky ass up, this is the last going
Funky fress, are we the most finest?
DJ got a record so you could impress
All the fly girls yet the sexy ladies,
It ain't no doubt about what's happening later

 B-boys, fly-girls, throw your hands in the air,
 Uh yeah, like you just don't care...


*Freestyler*:

freestyler
rock the microphone
straight from the top of my dome
freestyler
rock the microphone
carry on with the freestyler

i gotz to hmmm
to throw on and go on
you know i gotz to flow on
selectors on ya radio, play us
cos were friendly to ozone
but that's not all so hold on
tight as i rock the mic
oh excuse me, pardon
as i syncronize with the analyzed
upcoming vibes the session
let there be a lesson, question
you carry protection but will your heart go on
like celine dion karma chamelion

yeah straight from the top of my dome
as i rock , rock , rock the, rock the, rock the microphone
yeah straight from the top of my dome
as i rock , rock , rock the, rock the, rock the microphone
yeah straight from the top of my dome
as i rock , rock , rock the, rock the, rock the microphone
yeah straight from the top of my dome
as i rock , rock , rock the, rock the, rock the microphone

styles, steelos, we bring many kilos
so you can pick yours from the various
ambitious , nutrious, delicious , delirious or vicious, just tell us
we deliviere anything from accapellas to best sellers
sucker get jealous but they're soft like marshmellows
you know they can't handle us like debbie does dallas
yeah we come scandalous, so who the fuck is alice
is she from buckingham palace?

yeah straight from the top of my dome
as i rock , rock , rock the, rock the, rock the microphone
yeah straight from the top of my dome
as i rock , rock , rock the, rock the, rock the microphone
yeah straight from the top of my dome
as i rock , rock , rock the, rock the, rock the microphone
yeah straight from the top of my dome
as i rock , rock , rock the, rock the, rock the microphone

freestyler
rock the microphone
straight from the top of my dome
freestyler
rock the microphone
carry on with the freestyler

yeah straight from the top of my dome
as i rock , rock , rock the, rock the, rock the microphone
yeah straight from the top of my dome
as i rock , rock , rock the, rock the, rock the microphone
yeah straight from the top of my dome
as i rock , rock , rock the, rock the, rock the microphone
yeah straight from the top of my dome
as i rock , rock , rock the, rock the, rock the microphone



Other Emcees:

This is speakin' security,
We came out for Bomfunk MC's,
DJ Gismo and B.O.W.
They been spotted as f...k., I repeat,
Set down the area, qouting five, quoting five,
Set down the area, now!

[Chorus]
Other emcees get deep with us
Cause we are the groove that's rocking non-stop
We shake you up like electric shock,
Cause we are the groovers rocking non-stop
And we got a party zone, so come on baby sing along

Keeping it real, never coming out chill,
Lock the door down, just like the full key
Got mad ball, got the higher speed
But the meaning of all is just we can sweat
Rock with the honeys, some go with the creeps
All sucker punks get treating like leach

Down with the Bomfunk you have to guarantee
Now we rock the crowd, so wizardsly

[Chorus] x2

Guess it's the whiss behind the door, bad speeds
Chuck 'em while I'm rockin' to all your party keeps up
Lying all time but great style we need,
So once again, are you being boming in the jeeps?
Boilin', callin' for all you freaky freaks
Like it or not, this is how we proceed
Goal there is like I select over lips
Like it up, huh, tha path is just east
Take a ride and what's the honeys?
Eighty but the shoe's terribly
Got what it takes, yeah I got the necessary
Ingredients to shock the house, worry
Unique with the style, skills are technique
Not just more materially, but week after week

Down with the Bomfunk you have to guarantee
Now we rock the crowd, so wizardsly

[Chorus] x2

Rock the crowd, rock rock we rock we we we
Rock the crowd, rock rock rock we rock, we rock
Rock the crowd, so wizardsly, of the sure shot master of the ceremony
Rock the crowd, rock rock we rock we we we
Rock the crowd, rock rock rock we rock, we rock
Rock the crowd, so wizardsly, of the sure shot master of the ceremony

[Chorus] x2


Rock, rocking tha spot:

right about now,
in this place to be
most definitely
the bomfunk mc's dropping the bomb!

Whole lotta soul as he cuts it up
rock, rock and roll as he cuts it up
cutmaster king with hardcore cuts
makin' it rough, rock, rocking tha spot
cool evidently as he cuts it up
break, breakin' funk as he cuts it up
wounded heart with the b-boys drop
dropping the bomb
rock, rocking tha spot

watch behind move as he cuts it up
delivering the groove as he cuts it up
transforming the shit to the beat that rocks
bad meaning, bad meaning, don't stop!
you know you're itchy when he cuts it up
place get wet as he cuts it up
pure madness on wheels, throw 'em up, throw 'em up
go, gismo, go, let me see what you're made of!

hear me out now 'cause mic I will rock
you can't say I'm not 'cause the mic i'll rock
Bom bom! U feel lick a shot then u feel lick a shot
This a DJ, about to mash it up
Bom bom! U feel lick a shot then u feel lick a shot
Bom bom! U feel lick a shot then u feel lick a shot
Bom bom! U feel lick a shot then u feel lick a shot
This a DJ, about to mash it up

fuck me! rocking tha spot! what?
fuck me! take me to the top! what?
fuck me! throw map! what? what?
doing the do 'cause the mic i'll rock. what?

hear me out now 'cause the mic I will rock
you can't say I'm not 'cause the mic i'll rock

Bom bom! U feel lick a shot then u feel lick a shot
This a DJ, about to mash it up

blowin' the roof off 'cause the mic I'll rock
got a rocket in my pocket 'cause the mic I'll rock
in the way to stars for the future shock
b.o.w. rock, rocking tha spot

watch behind move as he cuts it up
delivering the groove as he cuts it up
transforming the shit to the beat that rocks
bad meaning, bad meaning, don't stop!
you know you're itchy when he cuts it up
place go wet as she cuts it up
pure madness on wheels, throw'em up, throw'em up!
go, gismo, go, let me see what you're made of!