In Stereo

B-Boys Flygirls throw your hands in the air.
Aah yeah, like you just don't care.

Old skool sounds, come down blastin'
all the homies in the house, you know they be maxin'
Coolin' out with style-like back in the days
Representin' the skills, puttin' suckers in their place

Funky fresh-with the most finest
DJ cuttin' records, so u could impress
All the flygirls, yeah-the sexy ladies
See, ain't no doubt about what's happening later

B-Boys Flygirls throw your hands in the air.
Aah yeah, like you just don't care.

Two turntables and a microphone
That's all we need to rock on the show
Bam, bam, bam-are you ready for yes-yes-yal('in)
Get your funky ass up-this is tha last calling

Funky fresh-with the most finest
DJ cuttin' records, so u could impress
All the flygirls, yeah-the sexy ladies
See, ain't no doubt about what's happening later

B-Boys Flygirls throw your hands in the air.
Aah yeah, like you just don't care.

When I listen to my stereo,
All I hear is a funky flow
It really makes me loose control
Bomfunk MC's in stereo, in stereo, in stereo

But how right?

Cannot hide it, can't deny it
It's so obvious you hope to hide it
Like a pilot you get a mic
Boombox blasting like a siren
Raw, you're a mighty lion
Raw, when pumping the iron
Raw, one million strong
Raw, turn it up, come on!
But how right?

Star supremo, with the ill flow
Got you yearning, turning reckless
You don't understand but you still wanna check this
One to two, to two to one techniques
Bustin' the funk
Freakin' the funk
Eatin' the funk
Makin' it funk
Loving the funk
Fallin' to funk
Yeeah, so what's up punk?

But how right?

Freestyler...rock the microphone
Straight from the top of my dome
Carry on with the freestyler

I gotz to hmmm, to throw on
And go on, you know i gotz to flow on
Selectors on ya radio play us
'Cause we're friendly for ozone
But that's not all so hold on
Tight, as I rock the mic right
Oh.. excuse me, pardon
As I syncronize with the analyzed
Upcomin' vibes the session,
Let there be a lession, question
You carry protection
Or will your heart go on
Like Celine Dion - Karma Chameleon

Yeaah, straight from the top of my dome
As I rock, rock, rock, rock, rock the microphone

Hit me!

Styles, steelos, we bring many kilos
So you could pick yours, from the various
Ambitious, nutrious, delicious, delirious
Or vicious, just tell us
We deliver anything from accappellas
To best sellers, suckers get jealous
But their soft like marshmellows
you know they can't handle us
like debbie does dallas
Yeah, we come scandalous so who tha fuck
Is alice, is she from buckinham palace?

Yeaah, straight from the top of my dome
As I rock, rock, rock, rock, rock the microphone

Hit me!

This _____ of security reaching out for the
Bomfunk MC's, DJ Gismo and b.o.w
They've been spotted at f.k.
I repeat:
Surround the area
Code 10-5, code 10-5
Surround the area now!

Other emcees can't swing with us
'Coz we are the crew that's rocking non-stop
We shake you off like electric shock
'Coz we are the crew that's rocking non-stop
And we gotta funky song
So come on, baby, sing along

Keepin' it thrilled, never coming out cheap
Locked the door down just like kool keith,
Got mad bull, got the highest feet,
But the media bowl, it's just we can swing

Rock with they honeys and roll with the creeps,
Only sucker punks get treated like leech
Down with the bomfunk you have to quarantee
That we rock the crowd so viciously

Other emcees can't swing with us
'Coz we are the crew that's rocking non-stop
We shake you off like electric shock
'Coz we are the crew that's rocking non-stop
And we gotta funky song
So come on, baby, sing along

Giz is the Wiz behind the dopest beats
Chuckin' while I'm rockin' to all you party peeps
Up flying all time but breaks are all we need
So once again have you been boomin' in your Jeeps

Balling, calling for all ya funky freaks
Like it or not, this is how we proceed
Roll the Rizla got some leftover leaves
Light it up, huff and puff and just ease
Take a ride and watch the honeys
________ therapy
Got what it takes, see I got the necessary
Ingredients to rock the house, very

Unique with the style, skills and techniques
Not just momentarily but week after week
Down with the bomfunk you have to guarantee
That we rock the crowd, so viciously

Other emcees can't swing with us
'Coz we are the crew that's rocking non-stop
We shake you off like electric shock
'Coz we are the crew that's rocking non-stop
And we gotta funky song
So come on, baby, sing along

Rock the crowd
Rock the crowd
Rock the crowd so viciously
I'm the sure shot, master of the ceremony
Yeah we rock the crowd

sky's the limit and you know that you keep on,
just keep on pressing on (?)

radical ones, jump over the eye
to tell me about my roots and talking you behind
they'll wanna call new testers each and every time
but you stand on the edge
it's my favourite waste of time
create something new hypocrites must get back
cause what we come together it's atomic attack
so let it be known for each and everyone
sky's the limit, and we've only just begun

sky's the limit and you know that you keep on,
just keep on pressing on (?)

from all of the chances in a world
you gave me this one which is the most yearn
i appreciate the trust but when'd you concern
that when we get together we might get burned

i know we storm the stage, and you rock the spot
but some might say this is not rock
so what you've got in store for the radical ones?
explain yourself - mr.bomfunk

sky's the limit and you know that you keep on,
just keep on pressing on (?)

to create something new hypocrites must get back
'cause what we come together is atomic attack
so let it be known for each and everyone
sky's the limit, and we've only just begun

sky's the limit and you know that you keep on,
just keep on pressing on (?)

Mr. Bu-bu back, back in the place
So hook up with the groove the fat, fat bass
Rougher than rough on the richter scale
_______ place a map in hell
High way, our way hip-hop hurray
Say what for what, what the (ah) you say
Old school, so you know I don't play
Knock 'em out the box just like sugar ray

You don't like it? so what, I don't care
I wanna battle but it's not a fair play
I've got million styles, baby, baby
Schizophrenic? no! definitely! maybe!
You got static, the company tells me
Automatic is the key behind the game, see
But even if they'd know
I'd still be the sure shot, master of the ceremony

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C'mon, c'mon what'cha waiting for?
Let me know if you want some more!
omfunk mc's gotta rhyme galore
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C'mon, c'mon what'cha waiting for?
Let me know if you want some more!
Bomfunk mc's gonna rhyme galore

Flow, flow, flowin' once again
Mr. Funky Rhyme throwing down so good. it's bad!
Like a like a like a lake with a deck
So now you gots to get with an audio no new chapter
You trapped to the track, you want more?
Oh, shit! i got you knockin' on my door
Beam me up, beam me up, beam me up, Scottie
Or I might get naughty and funk that body

Ah! Ah! Ah! holy hottie
Groupies, they're down with everybody!

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C'mon, c'mon what'cha waiting for?
Let me know if you want some more!
Bomfunk mc's gotta rhyme galore
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C'mon, c'mon what'cha waiting for?
Let me know if you want some more!
Bomfunk mc's gotta rhyme galore

I'm like mad scientist on new territory
So never explored there, yeah just read stories
Homies surround the rough lyrical-terrorist
The b to the o
The w is watchin' for your bass
So I pass the test
In any old bad-ass mc contest
This is only scratch, so you know we come fresh

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