Rock N Roll
(专辑: Black On Both Sides - 1999)
Make me wanna holler... aow! "Ah... ah-ah, ah-ah... ah-ah, alert the
squad..." Rock'n'roll "Ah... ah-ah, ah-ah... ah-ah, alert the
squad..." He he he, rock'n'roll "Ah... ah-ah, ah-ah... ah-ah, alert the
squad..." Whoa-oh, ooh-wee-pooh "Ah... ah-ah, ah-ah... ah-ah, alert the
squad..." Whoa-oh (Huh) My grandmamma was raised on a
reservation (Huh) My great-grandmamma was from a
plantation They sang songs for inspiration They sang songs for relaxation They sang songs to take their minds up off that fucked-up situation I
am... yes I
am... the
descendant (yes, yes) of those folks whose backs got broke Who fell down inside the
gun smoke (Black people!) Chains on their ankles and feet I
am descendants of the
builders of your street (Black people!) Tenders to your cotton money I
am... hip-hop "It's heavy metal for the
black people" I
am... rock-and-roll (rock'n'roll... rock'n'roll) Been here forever! They just ain't let you know... (ha!) I
said, Elvis Presley ain't got no soul (huh) Chuck Berry is rock'n'roll (damn right) You may dig on the
Rolling Stones But they ain't come up with that style on their own (uh-uh) Elvis Presley ain't got no soul (hell naw) Little Richard is rock'n'roll (damn right) You may dig on the
Rolling Stones But they ain't come up with that shit on their own (nah-ah) Guess that's just the
way shit goes You steal my clothes and try to say they yours (yes they do) 'Cause it's a
show filled with pimps and hoes Trying to take everything that you made or control (there they go) Elvis Presley ain't got no soul Bo Diddley is rock'n'roll (damn right) You may dig on the
Rolling Stones But they ain't the
first place the
credit belongs Say whoa-oh (don't take it) ooh-wee-oh (Black music) whoa-oh (don't take it) ooh-wee-oh (Black music) whoa-oh (Jimi Hendrix say) ooh-wee-oh (Black music) whoa-oh (Albert King and) ooh-wee-oh (And Motown) (Huh) I
ain't trying to diss But I
don't be trying to fuck with Limp Bizkit "The fuck is on your mind?" When I
get down in my zone I
be rocking Bad Brains and Fishbone I
ain't trying to slow your groove But that ain't the
way I'm trying to move I
don't turn on Korn to get it on I
be playing Jimi Hendrix 'til the
dawn That's my word is bond Sitting up on my front lawn Got the
volume turned to ten Playing Albert King the
best again (black) When the
morning in the
cooker Got to turn on some John Lee Hooker When I
want some rock'n'roll Go to Otis Redding to get some soul Say, James Brown got plenty of soul James Brown like to rock'n'roll He can do all the
shit for sure That Elvis Presley could never know (black people) Said, Kenny G
ain't got no soul John Coltrane is rock'n'roll (uh-huh) You may dig on the
Rolling Stones But they could never ever rock like Nina Simone Say whoa-oh (don't take it) ooh-wee-oh (Black music) whoa-oh (don't take it) pooh-wee-oh (Black music) whoa-oh (don't take it) ooh-wee-oh (Black music) whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh "Alert the
squad..." Who am I, huh! Get your punk ass up! Elvis Presley ain't got no soul Jimi Hendrix is rock'n'roll You may dig on the
Rolling Stones But everything they did they stole Elvis Presley ain't got no soul Bo Diddley is rock'n'roll You may dig on the
Rolling Stones But we send their punk ass home Who am I
(rock'n'roll) Who am I
(rock'n'roll) Who am I
(rock'n'roll) Who am I
(rock'n'roll) Who am I
(rock'n'roll) Who am I
(rock'n'roll) Who am I
(rock'n'roll) Who am I
(rock'n'roll) Who am I
(rock'n'roll) Who am I!!! Say, rock'n'roll! Who am I? Rock'n'roll! Who am I? rock'n'roll! Who am I? rock'n'roll! Who am I? rock'n'roll! Who am I? rock'n'roll! Who am I? rock'n'roll! Get your punk ass up!!!!!!! Company, move!!! For Harlem, Fort Greene, Compton East St. Louis, Detroit (BO BO) Chicago (BO BO) Bed-Stuy (BO BO) Flatbush (BO BO) Brownsville (BO BO) East New York (BO BO) Newark New Jersey (BO BO) Illadelphia, Cincinnati, Atlanta, the
Dirty South All towns, get your punk ass up!! "Rock'n'roll for the
black people" Hi ma "Well that was just wonderful"