| 歌曲 | It's Nasty (Genius of Love) |
| 歌手 | Grandmaster Flash |
| 专辑 | Grandmaster Flash the Furious Five Grandmaster Melle Mel |
| 作词 : Frantz, Weymouth | |
| Ladies and gentlemen | |
| It's now the time | |
| For the Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five MC's!! | |
| (said at first in almost a whisper, getting gradually louder) | |
| We're coming, we're coming, we're coming (x3) | |
| WE'RE HERE! | |
| Ooooh! Haha, woooohh! | |
| Aiyyy mami I wanna get nasty wit you baby, ahahahaha | |
| Aiyyy, tu eta por llamaseta mi amor, Linda, ahahahaha! | |
| We wanna rock, YOU! | |
| We're the kings of swing | |
| And we're chosen to rule | |
| The deans of clean inside the cool school | |
| We're the chiefs of relief | |
| Contained by wild beasts | |
| The finesse of the West, the masterpiece of the East | |
| Hah, the boss of course | |
| As the lord of our fort | |
| The ones with the platinum vocal chords | |
| We're the science of desire | |
| With a magical mic | |
| The monarch of the dark in the night alright | |
| We advertise | |
| And specialize | |
| In the exercise and we'll energize | |
| The young ladies thighs | |
| Cause all the fly guys | |
| Nature's to rise right before their eyes | |
| We're the Earl of the world | |
| And the Air of flair | |
| The Duke of dare, the Mayor of debonaire | |
| Got fine, drink wine | |
| Can dance and dine | |
| Got a first class female oh so fine | |
| (Chorus) | |
| Hey baby, whatever you doin right girl | |
| I just want you to always be easy, and keep on shakin that thing | |
| and I want you - swingin it swingin it swingin | |
| Tell me how now | |
| Like dy-na-mite before it blows | |
| Who needs a band when the beat just goes - boom! | |
| He's Grandmaster, he cuts faster | |
| We're the Furious, serious, and ever so mysterious | |
| Five that's rockin the house | |
| And everybody say PLAY (PLAY) | |
| Say PLAY (PLAY) well OK! | |
| Ho! Everybody c'mon! | |
| Woo! Now now! Uhh! | |
| People call me crazy, people call me sneak | |
| Just because I'm nasty, they call me a freak, hehe | |
| I am coming over, to your house tonight | |
| I promise to you baby, that I'll do you right, I'm nasty! | |
| I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha (shake your booty) | |
| I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha (we want to rock you) | |
| Just let us rock, you! | |
| Watch your girl and watch your wife | |
| I got the kiss of death, to touch your life | |
| Cause I am the man they call Scorpio | |
| I like fly girls that don't say no | |
| Hey girl, grab my hand, hold on tight | |
| Don't you worry bout a thing Raheem'll do you right | |
| I'm a mint that's fresh huh, a woman's pet | |
| There ain't a thing in the world that I can't get | |
| In the history books or the picture show | |
| It's the golden voice on your radio | |
| I'm the rapper never printed voice is solid gold | |
| I'm playin the role, they call me Kid Creole | |
| And I'm the, the Romeo, of the nasty show | |
| All the ladies in the place, to my house we go | |
| Freakin in the den just to make you move | |
| Cause I'm Cowboy, and I got the groove | |
| As DJ Flash, cuts so mean | |
| That he wanna know your favorite jean | |
| Is it Jordache? (NO!) Gloria Vanderbilt? (NO!) | |
| Maybe it's Sassoon? (NO!) How about Sergio? (I DON'T CARE!) | |
| Could it be Calvin Klein? (NO!) Then what is it? (?????) | |
| Back to the bridge y'all | |
| (Chorus) | |
| Everybody, shake your body | |
| Keep movin and groovin and screamin and shoutin | |
| and helpin us turn it out | |
| Is everybody sayin play? (PLAY!) | |
| Say play! (PLAY!) Well OK! | |
| Alright, woo! | |
| Everybody get up! | |
| Oooooeee, yeah! | |
| People say it's dirty, people say it's wrong | |
| They talk about our music, like it's a nasty song | |
| It's nasty! | |
| I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha! | |
| Just let us rock, you! | |
| Got waterbed sets in my limousine | |
| And everytime I'm seen I got to be clean | |
| I tour around the world, to make the people dance | |
| And here's a little message for the ladies in France | |
| ?Huh huh, zmapel, Melle Mel? (I have no idea what Melle Mel says) | |
| ?Ah dome mal lamate mademoiselle? | |
| ?Done wa sing, done marseis? | |
| ?Done wa rik no dees!? | |
| I'm seein this girl that I just adore | |
| I'm seein this girl that what I never saw before | |
| The way she was swaying and doing the swing | |
| I had to let her know just about my thing | |
| I'm the M, R, N E-Double S | |
| Come on, ah fly girl, and put me to a test | |
| and I'll rock you, until you give me the rest | |
| I keep on it, until you start to fess | |
| Raheem, in your life, what more can you ask | |
| I bet you can't think of a greater task | |
| I make my light shine on your cloudy days | |
| You can surf if you want to, on my waves | |
| I caress your soft body on those mellow nights | |
| A continuous thing, to the morning light | |
| It's reality, it's not a dream | |
| It's nothing less than the best when it's from Raheem | |
| Now it's my turn so understand | |
| That I'm the Kid Creole, and I'm a ladies man | |
| I don't, have a lot of women hangin on my steez | |
| Only one fine lady that you better believe | |
| I say Annette's her name, and that's the truth | |
| I give a lot of things up, before I turn her loose | |
| It's just her, and that's simple and plain | |
| And that's the only way I run my game | |
| Well I'ma, Cowboy and I'm the real McCoy | |
| I'm chocolate all over like an Almond Joy | |
| Bowlegged cool brother and you will agree | |
| On top of the world for the ladies to see | |
| Gonna hip gonna hop gonna rock the spot | |
| Gonna make everybody wanna rock rock rock | |
| Gonna do it to the East, wanna do it to the West | |
| Gonna make you relax right upon your chest | |
| Grandmaster Flash, is willing and able | |
| He's the king of the cuts on two turntables | |
| He's the GRAND, GRAND, the master man | |
| He's so nice with his hands he don't need no band | |
| Rocks 45's, and 33's | |
| Rocks boys men women and young ladies | |
| He can slice so precise it's almost fun | |
| And he makes better love than a mick makes money | |
| Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick | |
| Slick Rick, Slick Rick (ha ha hah hah hah), hooooooo-ho!! | |
| Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! | |
| (lots of varied conversation to the end, at least one mention of Bob Marley) |
| zuò cí : Frantz, Weymouth | |
| Ladies and gentlemen | |
| It' s now the time | |
| For the Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five MC' s!! | |
| said at first in almost a whisper, getting gradually louder | |
| We' re coming, we' re coming, we' re coming x3 | |
| WE' RE HERE! | |
| Ooooh! Haha, woooohh! | |
| Aiyyy mami I wanna get nasty wit you baby, ahahahaha | |
| Aiyyy, tu eta por llamaseta mi amor, Linda, ahahahaha! | |
| We wanna rock, YOU! | |
| We' re the kings of swing | |
| And we' re chosen to rule | |
| The deans of clean inside the cool school | |
| We' re the chiefs of relief | |
| Contained by wild beasts | |
| The finesse of the West, the masterpiece of the East | |
| Hah, the boss of course | |
| As the lord of our fort | |
| The ones with the platinum vocal chords | |
| We' re the science of desire | |
| With a magical mic | |
| The monarch of the dark in the night alright | |
| We advertise | |
| And specialize | |
| In the exercise and we' ll energize | |
| The young ladies thighs | |
| Cause all the fly guys | |
| Nature' s to rise right before their eyes | |
| We' re the Earl of the world | |
| And the Air of flair | |
| The Duke of dare, the Mayor of debonaire | |
| Got fine, drink wine | |
| Can dance and dine | |
| Got a first class female oh so fine | |
| Chorus | |
| Hey baby, whatever you doin right girl | |
| I just want you to always be easy, and keep on shakin that thing | |
| and I want you swingin it swingin it swingin | |
| Tell me how now | |
| Like dynamite before it blows | |
| Who needs a band when the beat just goes boom! | |
| He' s Grandmaster, he cuts faster | |
| We' re the Furious, serious, and ever so mysterious | |
| Five that' s rockin the house | |
| And everybody say PLAY PLAY | |
| Say PLAY PLAY well OK! | |
| Ho! Everybody c' mon! | |
| Woo! Now now! Uhh! | |
| People call me crazy, people call me sneak | |
| Just because I' m nasty, they call me a freak, hehe | |
| I am coming over, to your house tonight | |
| I promise to you baby, that I' ll do you right, I' m nasty! | |
| I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha shake your booty | |
| I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha we want to rock you | |
| Just let us rock, you! | |
| Watch your girl and watch your wife | |
| I got the kiss of death, to touch your life | |
| Cause I am the man they call Scorpio | |
| I like fly girls that don' t say no | |
| Hey girl, grab my hand, hold on tight | |
| Don' t you worry bout a thing Raheem' ll do you right | |
| I' m a mint that' s fresh huh, a woman' s pet | |
| There ain' t a thing in the world that I can' t get | |
| In the history books or the picture show | |
| It' s the golden voice on your radio | |
| I' m the rapper never printed voice is solid gold | |
| I' m playin the role, they call me Kid Creole | |
| And I' m the, the Romeo, of the nasty show | |
| All the ladies in the place, to my house we go | |
| Freakin in the den just to make you move | |
| Cause I' m Cowboy, and I got the groove | |
| As DJ Flash, cuts so mean | |
| That he wanna know your favorite jean | |
| Is it Jordache? NO! Gloria Vanderbilt? NO! | |
| Maybe it' s Sassoon? NO! How about Sergio? I DON' T CARE! | |
| Could it be Calvin Klein? NO! Then what is it? ????? | |
| Back to the bridge y' all | |
| Chorus | |
| Everybody, shake your body | |
| Keep movin and groovin and screamin and shoutin | |
| and helpin us turn it out | |
| Is everybody sayin play? PLAY! | |
| Say play! PLAY! Well OK! | |
| Alright, woo! | |
| Everybody get up! | |
| Oooooeee, yeah! | |
| People say it' s dirty, people say it' s wrong | |
| They talk about our music, like it' s a nasty song | |
| It' s nasty! | |
| I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha! | |
| Just let us rock, you! | |
| Got waterbed sets in my limousine | |
| And everytime I' m seen I got to be clean | |
| I tour around the world, to make the people dance | |
| And here' s a little message for the ladies in France | |
| ? Huh huh, zmapel, Melle Mel? I have no idea what Melle Mel says | |
| ? Ah dome mal lamate mademoiselle? | |
| ? Done wa sing, done marseis? | |
| ? Done wa rik no dees!? | |
| I' m seein this girl that I just adore | |
| I' m seein this girl that what I never saw before | |
| The way she was swaying and doing the swing | |
| I had to let her know just about my thing | |
| I' m the M, R, N EDouble S | |
| Come on, ah fly girl, and put me to a test | |
| and I' ll rock you, until you give me the rest | |
| I keep on it, until you start to fess | |
| Raheem, in your life, what more can you ask | |
| I bet you can' t think of a greater task | |
| I make my light shine on your cloudy days | |
| You can surf if you want to, on my waves | |
| I caress your soft body on those mellow nights | |
| A continuous thing, to the morning light | |
| It' s reality, it' s not a dream | |
| It' s nothing less than the best when it' s from Raheem | |
| Now it' s my turn so understand | |
| That I' m the Kid Creole, and I' m a ladies man | |
| I don' t, have a lot of women hangin on my steez | |
| Only one fine lady that you better believe | |
| I say Annette' s her name, and that' s the truth | |
| I give a lot of things up, before I turn her loose | |
| It' s just her, and that' s simple and plain | |
| And that' s the only way I run my game | |
| Well I' ma, Cowboy and I' m the real McCoy | |
| I' m chocolate all over like an Almond Joy | |
| Bowlegged cool brother and you will agree | |
| On top of the world for the ladies to see | |
| Gonna hip gonna hop gonna rock the spot | |
| Gonna make everybody wanna rock rock rock | |
| Gonna do it to the East, wanna do it to the West | |
| Gonna make you relax right upon your chest | |
| Grandmaster Flash, is willing and able | |
| He' s the king of the cuts on two turntables | |
| He' s the GRAND, GRAND, the master man | |
| He' s so nice with his hands he don' t need no band | |
| Rocks 45' s, and 33' s | |
| Rocks boys men women and young ladies | |
| He can slice so precise it' s almost fun | |
| And he makes better love than a mick makes money | |
| Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick | |
| Slick Rick, Slick Rick ha ha hah hah hah, hoooooooho!! | |
| Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! | |
| lots of varied conversation to the end, at least one mention of Bob Marley |