Kurtis Blow — Juice

I was walkin' down the avenue the other day When I heard this crazy sound It was nothing but a guy with a set of drums But he was really gettin' down He said my name is Jack and I'm a rhythm attack When I got a pair of sticks in hand I got savoir-faire on the bass and snare And I'm here to take my stand I got juice The next to show was a guy named Joe Came in from Kalamazoo Had a Kangol cap with a real smooth rap And he knew just what to do He was an outta work bricklayer, part-time conga player Brought along a set of LP's Don't do a lot of talkin', let my fingers do the walkin' And I play just as pretty as you please I got juice There was a guy with a bass, had a handsome face And designer clothes all around He said I'm into threads, don't wear Pro Keds But I can make that funky sound I play Fender Jazz, I got razz-ma-tazz I got style from head to toe It's a funky sound that I learned uptown And I'm here to let you know I got juice About a minute went by when another guy Showed up with an old guitar Well it had to be from World War III Or run over by a car It don't look like much, but it's sweet to touch They don't make 'em like this today It's been around, but check the sound Then see what you say I got juice There was a dude with a bongo, came from the Congo Had a rough beat of his own He dressed real strange, wore beads and chains But he could rock you all alone He said call me Chief and I've got relief For those weary dancin' blues I got jungle heat from a primitive beat And I know I'll move your shoes, HUH-HUH I got juice The next to show was Kurtis Blow With timbales in his hands Well I'm known for rap and I play with snap And I think you'll understand Now I was taught to play in a different way By a dude known as Delgado He said listen to me and you soon will be A timbale desperado I got juice What do you say when you're bustin' loose? (Juice!, Juice!) It's good for the gander and chilly for the goose (Juice!, Juice!) Breakin' out from that weekday noose (Juice!, Juice!) Gettin' down on the one and up on the deuce (Juice!, Juice!)