With A Hip Hop

Expecting everyone to be jumping this week along to Jim’s theme. As soon as I saw the choices for this week, I thought “with a hip hop the hippie the hippie to the hip hip hop and you don’t stop”.

So I’m going to do you a little favour. This first video has a snatch of the track I have picked today – the famous “Rapper’s Delight”. But at the bottom of this post I have put a longer version from The Sugarhill Gang. I think there is an even longer version on their album.

Now, what you hear is not a test, I’m rapping to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your feet
You see I am Wonder Mike and I’d like to say “hello”
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown, the purple and yellow
But first, I gotta bang bang the boogie to the boogie
Say up jump the boogie to the bang bang boogie
Let’s rock, you don’t stop
Rock the rhythm that’ll make your body rock
Well so far you’ve heard my voice, but I brought two friends along
And next on the mic is my man Hank; come on, Hank, sing that song:

Check it out, I’m the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A and the rest is F-L-Y
You see, I go by the code of the Doctor of the Mix
And these reasons I’ll tell you why
You see I’m 6’1” and I’m tons of fun and I dress to a tee
You see I got more clothes than Muhammad Ali and I dress so viciously
I got bodyguards, I got two big cars, that definitely ain’t the whack
I got a Lincoln continental and a sunroof Cadillac
So after school, I take a dip in the pool, which is really off the wall
I got a color TV so I can see the Knicks play basketball
Hear me talking ’bout checkbooks, credit cards, more money
Than a sucker could ever spend
But I wouldn’t give a sucker or a bum from the Rucker
Not a dime ’til I made it again

Everybody go: Hotel, motel, whatcha gonna do today (say what?)
Cause I’ma get a fly girl, gonna get some spank and drive off in a def OJ
Everybody go: Hotel, motel, Holiday Inn
You see, if your girl starts acting up, then you take her friend

Uh Master Gee, am I mellow?
It’s on you, so what you gonna do?

Well it’s on, and on, and on, on and on
The beat don’t stop until the break of dawn
I said M-A-S, a T-E-R, a G with a double E
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I’m going down in history
As the baddest rapper there ever could be
Now I’m feeling the highs and you’re feeling the lows
The beat starts getting into your toes
You start popping your fingers and stomping your feet
And moving your body while you’re sitting in your seat
And then jam you start doing the freak
I said damn, right outta your seat
Then you throw your hands high in the air
You’re rocking to the rhythm, shake your derriere
You’re rocking to the beat without a care
With the sure-shot emcees for the affair
Now, I’m not as tall as the rest of the gang
But I rap to the beat just the same
I got a little face and a pair of brown eyes
All I’m here to do ladies is hypnotize
Singing on and on and on, on and on
The beat don’t stop until the break of dawn
Singing on and on and on, on and on
Like a hot ready to pop the pop the pop dibbie dibbie
Pop the pop, pop, you don’t dare stop
Come alive y’all gimme what you got

I guess by now you can take a hunch
And find that I am the baby of the bunch
But that’s okay, I still keep in stride
Cause all I’m here to do is just wiggle your behind
Singing on and on and on, on and on
The beat don’t stop until the break of dawn
Singing on and on and on, on and on
Rock rock y’all get on the floor

[I’m gonna freak ya here I’m gonna freak you there
I’m gonna move you outta this atmosphere

Cause I’m one of a kind and I’ll shock your mind
I’ll put t-t-tickets in your behind
I said 1-2-3-4, come on, girls, get on the floor
A-come alive, y’all gimme what ya got
Cause I’m guaranteed to make you rock
I said 1-2-3-4, tell me Wonder Mike what are you waiting for?

I said a hip hop the hippie the hippie
To the hip hip hop and you don’t stop
The rock it to the bang bang boogie
Say up jump the boogie to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat

Skiddlee beebop a we rock a scoobie doo
And guess what, America: we love you
Cause ya rock and ya roll with so much soul
You could rock ’til you’re a hundred and one years old
I don’t mean to brag, I don’t mean to boast
But we like hot butter on a breakfast toast
Rock it up, uh, baby bubba
Baby bubba to the boogie the bang bang the boogie
To the beat beat, it’s so unique
Come on, everybody, and dance to the beat

Have you ever went over a friend’s house to eat
And the food just ain’t no good?
I mean the macaroni’s soggy, the peas are mushed
And the chicken tastes like wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By saying that you’re full
And then your friend says “momma, he’s just being polite
He ain’t finished, uh-uh, that’s bull”
So your heart starts pumping and you think of a lie
And you say that you already ate
And your friend says “man there’s plenty of food”
So you pile some more on your plate
While the stinky food’s steaming your mind starts to dreaming
Of the moment that it’s time to leave
And then you look at your plate and your chicken’s slowly rotting
Into something that looks like cheese
Oh so you say that’s it I got to leave this place
I don’t care what these people think
I’m just sitting here making myself nauseous
With this ugly food that stinks
So you bust out the door while its still closed
Still sick from the food you ate
And then you run to the store for quick relief
From a bottle of kaopectate
And then you call your friend two weeks later
To see how he has been
And he says “I understand about the food
Baby but bubba, we’re still friends”

With a hip hop the hippie the hippie
To the hip hip hop and you don’t stop
The rock it to the bang bang boogie
Say up jump the boogie to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat…

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