Once upon a time In the early days of rhyme Rap was just an oddity Not today's commodity A sure form of self expression Not violence and wealth obsession So please let me take this chance To change your mind and make you dance!
Who's hot, who's not?
Well, I wanna take you back to the Brooklyn streets of the 1970's Where kids played beats by stomping their feet And became the first mc's Cause you know what they were rapping about positivity Despite the fact that they were living an a greature poverty
Now all we ever seem to find is another greedy fool with an empty mind Why?
We got a hunger for a real donation True mc's with imagination Go back in your memory Way back before the money Tip your hat to the old school Straight up, too fresh and so cool
This is a love song, this is a love
They walked down staircases in their fat shoelaces And they had smiling faes on Cause you know that their flow caused a hippity show Breakers breaking till the break of dawn
Had the party shaking to the tracks they wre making These guys could do no wrong They rocked the house keeping all the words Up party-moving all night long
Now it's not about bouta bouta wha'da ya got But what you gotta gotta gotta to give Giving to the people I the hottest of hot So start thinking about the love you can live
Maybe now you have realized the things they tell are really lies But don't you fret 'cause this quartet will never let you forget about love