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rappers convention (b side) - harlem world crew lyrics

[verse 1: charlie rock and son of sam]
and now that you’ve turned the record over i’m sure you’ll understand
that on the flip side you had jeckyll and hyde, but now we’re in command
you see, ’cause i’m the son of sam and i’m charlie rock
and we’re ready to go
so charlie rock, if you’re ready to shock, shock ’em steady
why don’t you start the show?

[verse 2: charlie rock]
check it out, i’m charlie rock, the prince of rhyme
and when i rock the beat i’m right on time
you see i’m complicated, hard to understand
when i come around you forget your man
but don’t you worry, won’t do you wrong
i’m gonna tell you why in my mc song
you see i like your looks, i like your style
young lady, just like to have you around for awhile
if you hang with me, you get cold cash
’cause i only wear gucci and a scent of bill blass
when i’m the on mic, i make you blush and smile
charlie rock, the black prince of the nile
so you can get in my yacht, sail up the river
saw the 10 commandments, i can deliver
you see my words are mighty, they come from above
when it comes to s*x i take the golden glove
so put down your hairs, relax your mind
now don’t block the punch of my vicious rhymes
’cause i’m the c*h*a*r the l*i*e
and every letter in my name means quality
i’m the r, i’m the o, i’m the c and the k
when i take a freak home she wants to stay
i’m the disco marshal, i create the law
i got the speed of flash, the strength of thor
you go two, four, six and eight
now son of sam, huh, don’t hesitate
[verse 3: son of sam]
well if you don’t know my name
and to the fellas, huh, well if it’s all the same
i wanna take some time to tell you who i am
and to the people who know me will understand
i’m a lover to my heart and that’s no lie
the men can’t compete and the women don’t try
the world adore me for my thunderin’ voice
the country has voted me the people’s choice
i’m five foot ten, big brown eyes
s*x symbol of the crew, it’s no surprise
under the zodiac sign of the virgo you know
a leader of the crew, star of the show
the capabilities to rock with ease
it’s proven fact that i’m not the wack
i’ve got money in the bank, a four*room crib
believe in equal rights and the women’s lib
a friend to the pope, a head of a state
i got rhymes, got girls, a def 98
so if you feel that you’re for real
and you’re ready for a little romance
well me and charlie rock gonna hit the top
and we’ll surely give you a chance
well now it’s time to let you know just who the h*ll i am
i’m sure you’ll agree, a def mc, the notorious son of sam
well the girls do the dancin’, fellas do the walkin’
come on charlie rock, let your mic do the talkin’
[verse 4: charlie rock]
now let me take a little time young ladies from the show
to explain the purpose of this rap from harlem world disco
we’re fine young men with lots of style and you must agree
i guarantee to rock the house with grace and harmony
now just in case you just walked in, sweetheart you’re right on time
to hear the names of the four mcs who are always on your mind
let’s start if off with dr. jeckyll, he’s the first one you hear
yes the j*e*c*k*y double l, sweet music to your ear
now if you cold take the doc and turn him inside out
mr. hyde will start to rock the mic and make you scream and shout
now son of sam is also down, a virgo to his heart
but there’s just one more i have to mention, before i let him start
it’s the voice that you heard from the top
i go by the name of charlie rock
you go two, four, six and eight
a son of sam, huh, don’t hesitate!

[verse 5: son of sam]
well i’m a hypnotist and you can’t resist
and when i rock the microphone i go just like this
ooh*la*la*sassoon, girls give me some reason
’cause i’m the double*dealin’, crowd*pleasing
ladies man and the booty squeezin’
kid of romance, fast*talkin’ rocker
one of the four, yes, the turnstile hopper
i put the bass in your face, sweet to the taste
let the four mcs rock the human race
the law enforcer, the body jerker
the man on the scene, your social worker
the star of the show, yes you will see
when i rock the mic it’s like ecstasy
i’m cold*crushin’, innovatin’
my thunderin’ voice is so devastatin’
new york chief rocker who’s stoned to the bone
son of sam is the king of the microphone
[verse 6: charlie rock and son of sam]
all the others mcs we heard your rappin’
but now it’s time for us to get crackin’
we’re the 4 mcs with capabilities
we rock the microphone with authority
we’re a 4 man show, a dancin’ disco
there’s nothing goin’ on that we don’t know
we’re the men on the scene, you’ll see what i mean
’cause when it comes to emceein’ we’re the uncrowned kings
we’re four fly guys, been around the world
we’re idoled by the fellas and loved by the girls
we’re the best there is, there’s no doubt about it
and when we rock the mic we won’t hesitate to shout it
we’re the power, the source, we’ve never lost
remember fly girls, it pays to be the boss
we go two, four, six and eight
charlie rock, huh, don’t you hesitate!

[verse 7: charlie rock]
now people pay attention as you now hear
the sounds of the 80s, huh, already in gear
the latest fad on your stereo
four mcs and the beat of disco
now we’re divided, but we’re never apart
united by the rhythm that’s in our heart
we got too much soul yes, to make a mistake
we rock the mic for young ladies’ sake
well so much for the talk, you want satisfaction
so now it’s time to put my rhymes in action
i’m a fly, fly guy, yes the man of the week
known around the world for my vicious physique
i got a chest 44, big inches wide
arms 22, on either side
i got a 31 inches down at the waist
my legs designed to win any race
a smile so bright and eyes so brown
i couldn’t help but be the talk of the town
from new york city to the coast of maine
the young women always know my fame
i’m so darn cool i don’t know who i am
some people call me son of sam
others have called me jeckyll and hyde
the fly, fly guys that can’t be denied
but when you talk about the best you will agree
charlie rock is the prince of the 4 mcs
you go two, four, six and eight
a son of sam, huh, don’t hesitate!

[verse 8: son of sam]
well to the fellas at the party standin’ near the wall
well here’s a rhyme about basketball
we go 12 players, five positions
a coach that knows the game, the team physician
a center, the forward, and i am the guard
i’m on the starting five ’cause i rock so hard
up and down the court, too fast to be slow
i’m not doctor j but i can put on a show
i lead the league in assists, the minutes played
i’m the mvp, the highest paid
12 minutes a quarter, four quarters a game
i’m a definite candidate for the hall of fame
now the game is tight, they give me the ball
i’m gonna do all the moves, gonna rock them all
so if you give me a step, i’ll hit the top
i’m son of sam fly girls, with charlie rock
we go two, four, six and eight
charlie rock, huh, don’t you hesitate!

[verse 9: charlie rock]
well i was walkin’ down the street one lonely night
tryin’ to make a dollar like reverend ike
when out of the dark, there came a scream
i knew this cr*p was not a dream
so i ran to the phone to call a friend
goes by the name of super glenn
this is what he said, he said
“don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid
everybody has a razor*blade”
i said “no, just a ace of sp*ce”
well the time had come and it was plain to see
the source of power i must set free
i did the freak and i did the spank
i showed the girls that i got bank
well the ground shook with a flash of light
the mellow sounds of gladys knight
it went up my back and around my spine
and through my mind, whoo*pa!
when the smoke had cleared and the light was gone
in my hand was a microphone
my pants was changed into calvin klein
my shirt velour of the finest kind
my hair was shaped into a widow’s peak
and my name was changed from charles [?]
to the dj name of charlie c
because i rock the mic so viciously
so you freak the freaks you young black male
you deserve a bottle of the pink champale
i said you freak her to the front, you freak her to the back
you freak the female if they ain’t wack
’cause your the prince of party, the duke of dance
the earl of lovin’, the king of romance
charlie rock y’all, i’ll make ya wanna dance
son of sam huh, i’ll put ya in a trance
you go two, four, six and eight
a son of sam, don’t you hesitate!

[verse 10: son of sam]
well just work the body
work, work the body
baby, freak the body
rock, rock the body
but you don’t stop, no you can’t stop
but if you could stop, you wouldn’t stop
so you don’t stop the body rock
females (don’t stop the body rock)
fly guys (don’t stop the body rock)
everybody (don’t stop the body rock)
i say don’t stop the body rock
females (don’t stop the body rock)
fly guys (don’t stop the body rock)
everybody (don’t stop the body rock)
i say, just don’t stop the body rock
charlie rock (don’t stop the body rock)
son of sam (don’t stop the body rock)
it don’t stop

- harlem world crew lyrics

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