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| 2. |
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In the year of the lord, 1994
We conquered the floor That was then, this is chapter four! I cause a riot on the stage Like a lion in a cage Comin' down with the sound Worth a million pounds Zippity zippity doo dah Zippity doo dah hey (hey!) A wonderful day I wanna say with no delay Zippity zippity doo dah Zippity doo dah hey (hey!) Say with no delay M.C. H gonna play, yeah! The legend behind the cow Come on, tonight, hooray! This is the way Come on, tonight, hooray! This is my way Zippity zippity doo dah Zippity doo dah hey (hey!) A wonderful day I wanna say with no delay Zippity zippity doo dah Zippity doo dah hey (hey!) Say with no delay Gonna blow you away, yeah! The legend behind the cow Come on, tonight, hooray! This is the way Come on, tonight, hooray! This is my way Alright crew Introducing Mr. Fatman Scoop! Yeah What's up, What's up, What's up! Fatman Scoop: [Fatman Scoop rocks the jam Rocks the jam once again Fatman Scoop rocks the jam Rocks the jam once again Scooter's in the house, hands up hands up Scooter's in the house, hands up hands up H.P.'s in the house, put 'em up put 'em up H.P.'s in the house He makes us jump jump jump jump jump Put 'em up put 'em up He makes us jump jump jump jump jump Let's go] Peace This is the legend behind the cow Come on, tonight, hooray! This is the way Come on, tonight, hooray! This is my way, yeah! This is my way |
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| 3. |
| 3:25 |
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| 4. |
| 3:49 |
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Welcome back!
Sheer engergy Total energy Check in, stay tuned, fly out H. is back, we got the fourth attack, yeah Gabba, hey, gabba, hey Like vanilla in disguise, my name is ice Gabba, hey, gabba, hey I got the kicks I split bricks in the mix I got the pics slam you harsh Bars that pound, hype on our sound From the top to the ground back on the floor We need the hardcore Alright Chicks is back Time to represent the united vibe Come on I wanna hear you! I'm the Screaming Lord, I need your support Gabba, hey, gabba, hey Like Hugh and his babies I'm addicted to ladies Gabba, hey, gabba, hey Smashing up the vibes inside your weekend Tell your friend: This is a masterpiece No quick release Dropping a free I'm the person that you always ever wanted to be Loud and clear, I got a rough idea Slowing it down, slowing it down Right about now Jungle business This is the way Nostalgia isn't what it used to be Now set the roof on fire And everybody come on Come on! Yeah! |
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| 4:28 |
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Lass uns tanzen oder ficken oder beides
denn morgen sind wir tot |
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| 6. |
| 5:04 |
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U.F.O. Phenomena
Across the sky like a star, U.F.O. Phenomena Adamski may have gone tpp far, U.F.O. Phenomena On planet earth it's so bizarre |
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| 4:50 |
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Moving with the right directive
We got the sound for those who are selective, Yes man! Set it off with a loud bang, Rock the set with the mic in my hand! We kick it off with a nuff nuff clout M.C.H set it off 'Cause I got the mouth We are here to progress On a mission that stands above the rest When I rock onthe set with a P! for perfection The set was ours at my last recollection My young love said to me, my mother won't mind And my father won't slight you for your lack of kind, And she stepped away from me and this she did say, It will not be long love 'til our wedding day Alright, this one's going out to our posse To all da junglist boys and girls in the place, Yes! Tonight! Get in line your mind and your views in order Make them run like water! We kick it off send ya on a brainbender Pay attention, you're next on the agenda We are here to progress On a mission that stands above all the rest Okay, if I had to choose I'd be by myself I wanna be in love But with nobdoy else To all da crew and every wench Listen, this is Ratty's Revenge My young love said to me, my mother don't mind And my father won't slight you for your lack of kind And she stepped away from me and this she did say, It will not be long love 'til our wedding day |
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| 3:55 |
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This one's going out
To everybody in the place Biggin' up their chest, screwing up their face Listening to the jungle, the jungle drum and bass Gonna get your karma when you're old and grey If you see this music here to stay This is what I wanna say: Drum and bass and jungle will never die To all the girls and guys who like to drink and get high Wanna do the best that the money can buy Hook me up with the shit that killed Elvis Hook me up with the shit that killed Elvis Hook me up with the shit that killed Elvis Hook me up with the shit that killed Elvis Hold on, wait a minute! I'm on the mic, get with it! In it to win it, gonna take you outta limits I set it come on set it, kick and smash it Gonna chant any music with a gimmick with the lyric Come on here's the place to be And she got a taste of me Whether doggy style or whether facing me Looking for a good time? I'm the guy to see Too much of me will never make you O.D. Hook me up with the shit that killed Elvis Hook me up with the shit that killed Elvis Hook me up with the shit that killed Elvis Hook me up with the shit that killed Elvis |
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| 3:57 |
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This one is a battle for U and I
If you wanna see the greatest M.C. All you have to do is watching me You told me you were heavyweight You're just as light as a feather! If I see you I'll switch I'm not a nice fella! Your last release was anything but a seller And your microphone fears the word accapella! On the elevator to the top of the papercase Face to face writing rhymes and communicate I'm motivated, incredible highly elevated Smooth in the mind and more sophisticated You told me you were heavyweight You're just as light as a feather! If I see you I'll switch I'm not a nice fella! Your last release was anything but a seller And your microphone fears the word accapella! Here we go again! |
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| 10. |
| 4:26 |
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The rudeboy, kind of hardcore is back in town
The futuristic entertainer The stage is my arena I step on toes when I flow Don't get offended And get with it when I kick it And comprehend it This is one, a what I call pitchback It will be a pitchblack M.C.s better fix up your head Write some proper rap No say you're wack I'll check, horseman's back Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme Remember me to one who lives there He once was a true love of mine I lose my mind when i chat I'm gonna bring it back I'll be sharp like a razor, no stargazer Like a train on a track This a one, a what the mic controller An ease roller Used to be an oldschool skater, The chicks terminator Now four years later The new style gladiator Lock and load I is gonna drop the bomb Big up the hardcore posse Mad props going out the mad crew junglists Hear me now Increase the peace Spread the love Swallow back, here is a track just for you Featuring Notorious Dave and his crew |
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| 11. |
| 4:14 |
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Hop da spot, rock round da clock
U can't reach my calibre, my lyrical stamina Magical like excliber, that's how it goes That's the prose And if you dunno you have to be Uno, dos tres at least one of the best Big up them junglist boys, I say yes Hyping up the crowd All those lyrics flowing out of my mouth |
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| 12. |
| 5:45 |
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| 1. |
| 3:31 |
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| 2. |
| 5:50 |
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| 3. |
| 5:41 |
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| 4. |
| 6:57 |
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| 5. |
| 6:49 |
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| 6. |
| 12:54 |
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