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Chaka Khan, Chaka Khan, Chaka Chaka Khan |
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Chaka Khan let me rock you, let me rock you Chaka Khan |
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I said let me rock you that's all i wanna do |
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Chaka Khan let me rock you, let me rock you Chaka Khan |
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I said let me rock you 'cause i feel for you |
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Chaka Khan won't you tell me what you wanna do |
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Do you feel for me the way i feel for you |
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Chaka Khan let me tell you what i wanna do |
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I wanna love you, wanna hug you, wanna squeeze you too |
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So let me take you in my arms, let me fill you with my charms |
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Chaka, 'cause you know that i'm the one to keep you warm, Chaka |
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I'll make you more than just a physical spell |
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I wanna rock you Chaka baby 'cause my name is Melle Mel |
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Step, Step, Step, Step, Step off |
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Because you got to get lost because you know you're soft (ha, ha!) |
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Step, Step, Step, Step, Step off |
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Because you got to get lost because you know you're soft |
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I was sitting on the corner just a wasting my time |
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When i realised i was the king of the rhyme |
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I got on the microphone and what do you see huh! |
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The rest was my legacy |
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I was born to be the king of the be bop swing |
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To have Stallions and medallions, big diamond rings |
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To own a castle and a yacht, two million in gold |
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'Cause rap is the game that i control |
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I'm like Shakespeare, i'm a pioneer |
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Because i made rap something people wanted to hear |
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See before my reign it was the same old same |
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You took "the ba with the ba" |
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That's street-talk game |
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So if you ever, let me make this clear |
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If you ever think that we're stepping out of here |
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You ever think you're getting up, down, around or in huh huh! |
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You better think again my friend |
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Because the door is closed and we're in town |
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And the only place you can go is down |
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Step, Step, Step, Step, Step off |
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Well, i'm Keith Cowboy and you're my cow |
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So what ya M.C's gonna do now? |
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It's gonna be a slaughter and here's my plan |
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You won't even get bread and water my man |
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Gonna put you on the racks like a pair of slacks |
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With another wack rapper tied to your back |
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And if you wanna hang yourself out to dry |
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It's the beautiful round up in the sky |
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I'm the carry-out kid when my trigger's at cock |
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I'll be carrying out bodies stiff as a rock |
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Carrying out a million dollars in my pockets and hand |
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But i carry out orders from no man |
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'Cause anything you wanna do i already did |
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You used to see me rock the house when you was a kid |
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But in my M.C school, my class was packed |
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And tricks were for kids so i left your ass back |
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The bow-legged brother, there'll never be another |
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I'll buy a mansion for my mother |
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A 24/7, the kool-aid smile |
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Say hey Track 11, look at my power |
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Step, Step, Step, Step, Step off |
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Because you got to get lost because you know you're soft (ha, ha!) |
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Step, Step, Step, Step, Step off |
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Because you got to get lost because you know you're soft (ha, ha!) |
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Step, Step, Step, Step, Step off |
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Because you got to get lost because you know you're soft |
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C'mon |
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Now you know just who i am |
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And what i do because i'm in demand |
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Because i look good, do you hear my man? |
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And if you can't take that ya chump ya own hand |
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You one-girl-at-a-time getting M.C |
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So how could you think that you rank with me? |
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If you only did your homework you would surely find |
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When Scorp get girls, they all be fine |
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And the only girl that you could take of mine |
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Is the one that i left way behind |
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And plus you're cheap, you're petty, your music is trash |
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You need to go to the bank and get some cash |
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Because talking don't pay, you're drifting away |
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When i see you on a stage i'm a blow you away |
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You're right, there is no difference between me and you |
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Except i look good and you look Through |
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Take that! |
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Step, Step, Step, Step, Step off |
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Because you got to get lost because you know you're soft (ha, ha!) |
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Step, Step, Step, Step, Step off |
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Because you got to get lost because you know you're soft |
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Little pieces of a dream is all you mean |
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Since the day you stepped in to the M.C scene |
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Biting your moves, taking fake awards |
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Saying everyone else was perpertrating a fraud |
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But your nothing but a clone of my flesh and bone |
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Now you trying to play grown on the microphone |
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But i'll tell ya 'bout a night, and ya know i'm right |
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When you listen to us rocking to the broad daylight |
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And then you looked in the sky and you started to cuss |
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But then you prayed to God that you could be like us |
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Then God was great and God was true |
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And he tried to show you how to be like you |
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But you still didn't get where you wanted to go |
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When you gathered in a group and got your own show |
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'Cause without the source, the force won't survive |
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For eternity the source is alive |
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You forgot the words of your creator |
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And now he's made you a perpertrator |
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Forever in a world of you and a girl |
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A few grams in a pipe to make your head swirl |
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You must spread the word of the master teacher |
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Or you die by the rhymes and the streets'll eat ya |
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The words are a gift we will never flaunt |
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That's why were gonna get everything we want |
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'Cause like a shadow in the night, i'm the sight unseen |
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And i'm the bona-fide vocal master supreme |
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And i'm here to run it down for the ladies and gents |
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'Cause my rhymes make vowels plus they make sense |
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See i'm down with Cowboy, you will rock the show |
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With King Lou, Tommy Gun and huh! Scorpio |
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Kami-Kazi, Clayton Savage and Easy Mike |
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And going down in the books is the king of the night |
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So if you're ever in a battle, i'm a make you my slave |
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And i'm a give you a shovel so you can dig a grave |
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Leave behind all your fame and wealth |
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So you can say one rhyme then bury yourself huh! |
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I may sound possessed, but you know i'm blessed |
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With the will to make sense of all this mess |
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I'm the power of the sun that shines in the sky |
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And i'm the only M.C that'll never die |
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So just rock and don't stop 'til you hit the top |
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But when you se Melle Mel you're gonna have to drop |
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RAAH! |
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And not only that! |
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Step, Step, Step, Step, Step off |
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Because you got to get lost because you know you're soft (ha, ha!) |
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Step, Step, Step, Step, Step off |
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Because you got to get lost because you know you're soft |
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Now for all you M.C's, you heard my story |
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On my superfly cold crushin' fame and glory |
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How i rocked the children and the young ladies |
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I even rocked the countries that was overseas |
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'Cause i can rock anybody from any crew |
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Because i did it to Chaka, i'm a do it to you |
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I'm a show ya how i rocked it y'all all night long |
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But when i rock with Chaka Khan i just said |
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Chaka Khan let me rock you, let me rock you Chaka Khan |
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I said let me rock you that's all i wanna do |
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Chaka Khan let me rock you, let me rock you Chaka Khan |
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I said let me rock you 'cause i feel for you |
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Chaka Khan won't you tell me what you wanna do |
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Do you feel for me the way i feel for you |
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Chaka Khan let me tell you what i wanna do |
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I wanna love you, wanna hug you, wanna squeeze you too |
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So let me take you in my arms, let me fill you with my charms |
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Chaka, 'cause you know that i'm the one to keep you warm, Chaka |
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I'll make you more than just a physical spell |
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I wanna rock you Chaka baby 'cause my name is Melle Mel |
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Say what y'all |
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Say what! |
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To the D.J's scratch, you've met your match |
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'Cause were coming out fresh with a brand new batch |
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So taking you off into the galaxy |
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It's Vicious, Vicious, Vicious Lee! |
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Step, Step, Step, Step, Step off |
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Because you got to get lost because you know you're soft (ha, ha!) |
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Step, Step, Step, Step, Step off |
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Because you got to get lost because you know you're soft Yeh |
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Step, Step, Step, Step, Step off |
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Because you got to get lost because you know you're soft (ha, ha!) |
