Thinkin' of a beat that'll make you move your feet-歌词

Thinkin' of a beat that'll make you move your feet

Cuttin' like who Scratchin' like who

Makin' up a rap that'll make your hand clap

Talkin' like who Soundin' like who

Make up a name straighten up your game

Livin' like who Breathin' like who

And now we're here with the lesson for your ears

Messin' with who Funkin' with who

Echoes are heard and all of the word

About the first street jam that took the lid off the can

We are the juice that fills the cup

Everybody took a sip and got all funked up

Some people fell down and moved with a trance

And when they sobered up it was called break dance

In my musical chair

You was considered to be a square

Who do you think you're funkin' with Huh who

Back in the days we're on a reign

Where the mighty street gangs were a popular name

Hearts and guts were surely a must

We're talkin' about who We're talkin' 'bout us

Two dollars a head and the king of the pack

The DJ plays his record upon his thrown

While we the MCs rock the microphone

You thought you were the best with your fake jack game

You thought you were a king but you're just a pawn

And now all of your knights and gonna get stepped on

We left the footprints in the sands of time

And now we're gonna leave on in your mind

All the king's horses and all the king's men

Will never wanna funk with us again

Thinkin' of a beat that'll make you move your feet

Cuttin' like who Scratchin' like who

Makin' up a rap that'll make your hand clap

Talkin' like who Soundin' like who

Make up a name straighten up your game

Livin' like who Breathin' like who

And now we're here with the lesson for your ears

Messin' with who Funkin' with who

The gem the jewel the power to be cool

The ones that made it straight from the old school

The writers the fighters that builders to provide us

The ones that made it better for all you biters

We took you to the bridge and we dropped ya off

You bit all you can chew so now get lost

Who do you think you're funkin' with Huh who

On the thrown of stone I sit alone

With the undisputed ruler of the microphone

Is the clothes I wear

The crown is the braids in my hair

I do push-ups like the ones in jail

In the street like I'm out on bail

But I never do time for takin' the crime

'cause my name is Melle Mel and the streets is mine

Paint in your mind homeboy a picture

You're my student I'm your teacher

I can tell through the years you've been listenin' well

But I totalled up the score and I'm sorry you failed

Because if you bite a style it can't be exact

D**n homeboy I taught you better than that

And make it better

My name is Mr Biggs and I'm a trend-setter

And if you think you're ready come and get a taste of this

Pow will make you feel low

Simply comprehend the reason I ascend

The historical being known as MC G L O B E

The G-L-O-B-E baby

Now if your main goal is to be like G L O B E

I hate to bust your bubble but that's a no-no

Inevitably you could be the G-L-O-B-E

Outro

Shake it baby shake it shake shake it baby