Kurtis Blow — Rappin Blow Pt. 2

[Intro] What did you say your name was? [Verse 1] I see, that it's not clear For you, good buddy, so clean out your ears Listen very closely while I pop more game 'Cause my name's in the Hall of Fame The K-U-R, the T-I-S The first is the best, I must confess The B-L-O and the W I make you wanna catch the boogaloo flu Now, if your name is Annie Get up off your fanny If your name is Clyde Get off your backside If your name is Pete You don't need a seat 'Cause I'm Kurtis Blow and I'm on the go I'm rocking to the rhythms in stere-ere-o [Verse 2] Now, just throw your hands in the air And wave 'em like you just don't care If you're ready, like Freddy, to rock real steady Somebody say, oh yeah! (Oh yeah!) Young ladies, all the ladies in the house, say, oww! (Oww!) And you don't stop Come on, come on, come on, let me see you rock A get down! Stop messing around When Kurtis Blow is in your town I'm Kurtis Blow on the microphone A place called Harlem was my home I was rocking one day, it started to shake It sounded to me a-like a earthquake I packed my bags, I said goodbye I kissed my woman, and I started to fly I came to Earth by a meteorite To rock you all on the mic So just kick off your shoes, let your fingers pop 'Cause Kurtis Blow's just about ready to rock [Refrain] Now the people in the back, if you're not the wack, say (Don't stop the body rock!) The people in the front, if you want to bump, say (Don't stop the body rock!) The people in the middle, if you want to wiggle, say (Don't stop the body rock!) And the people on the side, if you want to slide, say (Don't stop the body rock!) [Verse 3] Not a preacher, or a teacher, or an e-lec-tri-cian A fighter, or a writer, or a po-li-ti-cian The man with the key to your ignition Kurtis Blow is competition Young ladies, shock the house, jazzy Yes, young ladies, shock the house Now, just throw your hands in the air And wave 'em like you just don't care If y'all really ready to rock the house this morning Somebody say, oh yeah! (Oh, yeah!) Somebody scream! [Bridge 1] Young ladies, Mercedes All the ladies in the house, say, oww! (Oww!) Say, ho! (Ho!) Ho! (Ho!) Ho oh! (Ho oh!) [Instrumental Break] [Bridge 2] A yes, yes, y'all, keep on Chick-a-rock-rock-rock, the rock-rock-rock And don't stop the body rock And everybody say, ho! (Ho!) Ho! (Ho!) And all the brothers, fly guys, get high Say, macho! (Macho!) Macho! (Macho!) Mucho macho! (Mucho macho!) Ooh, ahh, ooh-ooh ahh! (Ooh, ahh, ooh-ooh ahh!) [Verse 4] Keep on, rocking on Keep, keep on, rock the hip, the hop on Like a little boy blue blowing on a horn The needle on the record, tryna play a song It's been that way since the day I was born I like a 25 cent bag of popcorn Dip-dip-dab, so-socialize Clean out your ears and open up your eyes So you goin' here can realize That I'm here to tranquilize Got the knack of Kojak, better than Baretta Casanova Brown, because I'm down Get down, stop messing around When Kurtis Blow is in your town I'm a one of a kind, I'll wreck your mind Put a wiggle-double-wiggle in your behind Twice as nice, I'm skatin' on ice When my mama gave birth, she named me the baddest MC on Earth, y'all To the beat that makes you freak Get out of your seat and freak to the beat The weather is cold, so catch some heat