Any 3rd Base Fans Here?

Holy High School Batman!!!!!!

"Pop goes the weasel 'cause the weasel goes pop........"

Was that bait?

LOL

Don't make me give you the "Gas Face"!



Saw them in concert here in LA back in the early 90's

MC SEARCH AND PETE NICE ROCKED THAT BITCH!!!

J Styles you must remember Daddy Rich

The DJ?8

Yes of course, half of their songs were about him

Next up on this wondiferous walk down memory lane ... The Black Sheep "The Choice is Yours!"


Verse One: Dres
Who's the Black Sheep, what's the Black Sheep?
Don't know who I am, or when I'm coming so you sleep
Wasn't in my room, wasn't in my sphere
Knew not who I was, but listen here
Dres, D-R-E-S, yes I get suckers start
If it's all right with you, I'll rip this here one apart
Back, Middle, to the front, don't front
Wanna a good time, gonna give you what you want
Can I hear a hey? [Hey!]
Now get a yo! [Yo!]
You gotta hay? [Huh!]
It's for the hoes [Oh!]
The styling is creative, Black Sheep of the Native
Can't be violated, or even decepticated
I got brothers in the Jungle, cousins on the Quest
Deaf retarded uncles, in parties were they rest
Guess, which way, what, when, how
Mista Lawnge, Dres, Black Sheep slam NOW
Know you've heard the others, phonies to the lovers
Then of course, the choice is yours
Chorus
You can get with this, or you can get with that [repeat 3X]
I think you'll get with this, for this is where it's at
[repeat both lines 2X]

Verse Two
Where's the Black Sheep, here's the Black Sheep
Even if we wanted to the flock could not be weak
Watch me swing like this, why should I swing it like that,
Because in fact, on me it might not attract
Therefore I ignore, do as I feel inside
I live with me, I've got my back tonight
Ya know what I'm saying, yo Black, I'm not playing
Need to go with this, or go with that with no delaying

See, in actuality, one be can it be,
I made it look easy, because it is to me
Any time capacity was filled, try to rock it
Any time a honey gave us play, tried to knock it
Never was fool, so we finished school
Never see us sweat, and you'll never see us drool
Out to rock the globe while it's still here to rock
Don't punch girls, and we don't punch a clock
Gotta go, gotta go, see you later by the cat
And you can't beat that with a bat
Chorus

Verse Three
Now you can get this, or you can get with that
I think you'll get with this yes, for this is kinda fat
If you get with that, then you will surly miss,
Because that is so wack, I think you'll get with this
For in the day in my life, or rather the life of my days
Never sweat the chaos, for Black Sheep has ways
Although, how shall I say it, take a point, convey it
Styling is quite Dolby, yes I know those for you play it
Not to be all that though all that is my goal
Stumble and fell, brother, like Dres would roll
Need a sexy honey for a twilight stroll
Gave up on sushi, give me an egg roll
At A & W, get to the Root, with a boot or sneaker
Get near a speaker, demo to a single
To the kind with a fly hoe, damned the scenario
And, pass the paper, cross the fader
Black Sheep getting played, like a Sony in a Beta
Dres the creator, of a style that is much greater
Chorus

Chubb Rock

cmon J$

Leaders of the New School
Jungle Brothers
Poor Righteous Teachers
Nice N Smooth
Das Efx
Pete Rock & CL Smooth
EPMD
X Klan
Brand Nubian
Stetsasonic
KRS ONE
Boogie Down Productions
Heavy D & the Boyz
Flava Unit
Tribe Called Quest ....

fuck dont forget the fatboys

all you can eat ....

de la soul

Check it out
MC am I people call me Milk
When I'm bustin up a party I feel no guilt
Gizmo's cuttin, up for the
Suckers that's, down with meeee!!
The One of us, that's how I feel
To be down you must appeal
To the Two, we're rated R
We're gifted, and we're going far
Down the road, to the bank
While I'm here I'd like to thank
Mom and dad, they knew the time
Gizmo's scratching Milk Dee's rhyming
Milk is chillin, Giz is chillin
What more can I say? Top billin
That's what we get, got it good
Since you understood, would you
Stop scheming, and looking hard
I got a great big bodyguard
So step up if you wanna get hurt
Milk Dee's gonna pull the skirt
I get money, money I got
Stunts call me honey if they feel real hot
That's how it is, you can ask Giz
I stole your girl while you were in prison
Jail, for MC assault
You was jealous it's all your fault
Milk is chillin, Giz is chillin
What more can I say? Top billin
That's what we get, got it good
And since you understood, would you

Clap your hands, your hands you clap
If your girl's out of place it's your girl I slap
And if you're dumb, you'll ask why
I am from that Do-or-Die
The Audio Two, the Two's Audio
I got a brother and his name's Gizmo
Milk is chillin, Gizmo's chillin
What more can I say? Top billin
That's what we get, got it good
And since you understood, would you
Bite a rhyme, if you dare
I get the papers so I don't care
My contributions to this jam
Is confusing, because I am
Milk Dee, Milk Dee's dated all the way
The super easy mightiest MC okay
Yes I'm down, down by law
I get the girlies out on the floor
G is D, down is G
Two the at the top is where he'll be
That is us, call us odd
Girls come in you won't be bored
Milk is chillin, Giz is chillin
What more can I say? Top billin
That's what we get, got it good
And since you understood, would you
Do a dance, dance the Two
If, you can dance it's easy to do
This dance is on and on and on
Dance until your breath is gone!!

Kid N Play
MC Lyte
Queen Latifa
Rob Base and DJ EZ Rock!

C'mon with ya bad self!

LOL

OLD SCHOOOL IS COOL!

THe GAS FACE!

Slick Rick
DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince
Dana Dane
Special Ed
Biz Markie
Big Daddy Kane
Kool Moe Dee
LL - servin em well - the beat elevates as the scratch excels - rock da bells!
Kurt Kurt Kurt Kurtis BLOW!

MORE ..........

[MC Serch]
Aiyyo man, my labelmate Don Newkirk
Man step to him

[Don Newkirk]
Thanks Serch!
And now... for the Prime Minister
Sinister.. Pete.. N-hi-hi-hi-hi-hi-hice!
Nice Nice Nice

[MC Serch]
Kick em in the grill Pete!

Verse One: Pete Nice

Gas, past tense, made facially
3rd Bass`ll express, KMD
Three blind mice on sight
Zev Lover, gave it the first light
A grin shows a trick up a sleeve (HUAHAH)
What a tangled web they weave
Deceivers, stupefied through fable
say Let`s Make a Deal at the dinner table
Put you on tour, put your record on wax ("Trust me!")
Sign your life on the X
You eXit, X-off, but what you really get:
A box of Newports, and Puma sweats ("Damn!")
Tex feeds and frowns upon Emus
To give up Gas Face he drinks from a Thermos
Sub Roc cut at you with a clipper
Gas Face given, I beg to differ

[MC Serch]
Pete that was real def man but I gotta get serious now
Aiyyo Don, step to em again

[Don Newkirk]
Everybody.. MC Serch!

Verse Two: MC Serch

Black cat is bad luck, bad guys wear black
Musta been a white guy who started all that
(Make the Gas Face!) For those little white lies
My expression to the mountainous blue eyes
Then form a face, and shake my skull cap
Dismiss the myth, that evil is not black
but opposite spectrum, this done by red man
with horns on his head, laid down the ill plan
Got all his helpers, said, "Make it snappy!
Tell all the people that their hair can`t be nappy!"
Blonde and blue-eyed, or dark-skinned half a G
A disease, created by leprosy
Don`t speak of bleach, bend them to right
Say, "It was night WAY before the light"
Put aside spooks, Serch leaves a trace
I`ve set em correct with the effect of the Gas Face

[MC Serch]
Next up Don

[Don Newkirk]
A *SPECIAL* appearance by KMD`s.. Zev, Love, ehhXssss!

Verse Three: Zev Love X

A Gas Face, can either be a smile or a smirk
When appears, a monkey wrench to work one`s clockwork
Perkin his brim to the rim of my cup
Don`t tempt me, you`re empty, so fill`er up!
Is I`m talkin coffee or cocoa, is you loco?
Cash or credit for unleaded at Sunoco
KMD and 3rd Bass is just ace in the hole
I mean soul, so make the Gas Face (HUAHAHA)
Damn, if looks could kill
You look like host was a ghost from your grill
But still, what`s the new fed, to recollect
to our passing phase to facades to Eddie Decker
for my label reads Hood, street might have a tattoo
Don`t pick any card or no rabbit from my hat
Never a magician if I ever tricked em
"Oh shit!" Another Gas Face victim

[MC Serch]
There it is, yo fellas man
Why don`t you step to the mic man?

[Zev Love X]
That`s how I kicks it, for 80-deca

[MC Serch]
Aiyyo, good lookin out Don man peace
Punji, yo who gets the Gas Face?

[Punji] Little Vic for the Gas Face

[Serch] Tony Dick, gets the Gas Face

[Zev X] No Gas Faces for Plugs One Two and Three

[Serch] No Gas Face for Professor Prince Pa-paul!

[?] My friend Tina gets the big Gas Face

[Zev X] No Gas Face for DJ Subroc

[Serch] No Gas Face for KMD

[PNice] Hammer, shut the fuck up! Gas Face! AHUAHAUAH!

[all] WHAHAHAOAHH

[PNice] What do we think about Hammer? HAOWAHWOHAHBHABHAHBHAHBBHB

[?] G.Y.P.

[Serch] Get Yours Posse does not get the Gas Face

[Serch] But P. W. Botha gets a Gas Face

[all] WHOAHBLBLAHBHA-WHOO!

[?] Dante Ross gets the Gas Face

[Serch] Yo stop dissin Dante on records y`all!

[Serch] Elroy.. Elroy.. Elroy Cohen, gets the Gas Face!

HAHAhahahahahaha, that`s all..

Beastie Boys
The Sugarhill Gang
Whodini
Young Black Teenagers
FunkDoobiest
Cypress Hill

Google is my friend



... and I'm done

LOL

W H A T ?

LOL

at least a few!

I was 4th Base AND the 4th Beastie Boy prior to that!

J$TYLE$ left the building ya'll!!!

Remember this one? Nobody knew what the hell the chorus was saying at first LOL

DITTY

Yo, this somethin' comin' for the nine deuce
Another fat, fat track
So Rhythm D, pour the orange juice
And let's relax while sippin' on yak
Because it's like that
I'm concious of hoes, so Paperboy brings prophylactic
I wear a jimmy for the skins
Cuz it's a long trip
Front row seats, aiyo I know she's on the nine inch
Just to get a piece of the green
But she's an undertaker
Now you know that Paper is an around the world heart-breaker
Many say I fought for yo, can I have a breakdown
Playin' you fools, so now you know why my belly's round
Takin' the rap back up and scoopin' up crowds just like a steel shovel
Not from the ghetto, but yo, takin' it to another level
Let the beat ride, but hold on to your women, G
Cuz now that I'm rich so many women wanna do me
It'd make a man say "damn"
I'm finally taxin' more than yo homey Sam
But let me speak to the weak, I mean the rookies
My time is held up, extremely for cookies
Just let me clock this groove in ninety two
Hey, you don't bother me and I sure 'nuff won't bother you
And ah, you just watch a brother flowin' like Niagra
Think before you steppin, because these differences might stag ya
Although I'm labeled with the black fate
It's gold d's on my four and gold lex, cuz I got it made
I broke the veto once again because I had to
And just like Jody Watley, baby girl, I can have you
Just let me work this tongue, and yo, any way is ok
Your place or mine, all night until the next day
Unh

[Chorus]
Do the ditty if you want to
Because then I can see if I want you
Just do the ditty-ditty if you want to
Because then I can see if I want you

Now here we go from the top
Second verse of the same song
With the conclusion, all should be happy for the ding-dong
It's just a mad clock a grip, G
It's like every nigga that I see be like
"Do you remember me?"
A hustler, and it's on with more hoes to lego
Keep 'em chunky like Prego, so they can play with my eggo
I have a tendancy to flow, start off with my own groove
Pick up the mic, and all of a sudden, I see high movin'
Guess it's like magic, and Paperboy is the magician
If I was a vaccum I'd be suckin' up competition
Let it ride again, and yo, believe I got my own thing
Straight Bahama hoes so miss me with the chick from Soul Train
And I'm a break my note, just to show up tokin'
Tote on his ass when I scoop him, cuz we bud smokin'
A black man tryin' to make it and that ain't no fair
But just like BeBe and CeCe, I'll take you there
Huh

[Chorus]

Now here we go
Uh, let's take a trip to another land
Clock a grip, come back and watch the hoes tan
Jump in the lex-o, and roll out to my cabin
Believe me, my brother, more hoes than you can imagine
All on the ding-a-ling, just because the gold rings
But I'm like a summer joke, you ain't heard a damn thing
Make sure you got the jim hats, strapped for protection
Because to me, my life is more than my erection
And give me a hand, if you a fan, it ain't over yet
Cuz doin' the ditty with Paperboy makes the ocean sweat
Leave you kinda startled like the funk off of fritos
Make you man jealous, while hoes cheese like Doritos
It ain't my fault, I lay the piper with concernin'
And I ain't from Mount Vernon, but a brother's money-earnin'
And for those disagree, and then jock us, that's a pitty
Just bob your head for Paperboy and the ditty
Yeah

[Chorus]

LOL

HELL YEAH!!!

You had to draw me back in ...

I got another one for you ... that NOBODY could ever understand EXCEPT for the words "INFORMER", "LICKY BOOM BOOM DOWN" and random others!!!



SNOW

CHORUS:]
Informer
You know say daddy me snow me-a (gonna) blame
A licky boom-boom down
'Tective man he say, say Daddy Me Snow me stab someone down the lane
A licky boom-boom down

Police-a them-a they come and-a they blow down me door
One him come crawl through through my window
So they put me in the back the car at the station
From that point on I reach my destination
Well the destination reached in down-a East detention
Where they whip down me pants look up me bottom

[CHORUS]

Bigger they are they think they have more power
There on the phone me say that on hour
Me for want to use it once and-a me call me lover
Lover who me callin'-a the one Tammy
And me love her in my heart down to my belly-a
Yes say Daddy Me Snow me I feel cool and deadly
Yes the one MC Shan and the one Daddy Snow
Together we-a love 'em(?) as a tornado

[CHORUS]

Listen to me ya better listen for me now
Listen to me ya better listen for me now
When-a me rock-a the microphone, me rock on steady-a
Yes-a Daddy Me Snow me are the article don
But the in an a-out (?) a dance an they say, "Where ya come from?"
People them say I come from Jamaica
But me born and raised (in the ghetto) I want ya to know-a
Pure black people man thats all I man know
Yeah me shoes are-a tear up an-a my toes used to show-a
Where me-a born in-a the one Toronto

[CHORUS]

Come with a nice young lady
Intelligent, yes she gentle and irie
Everywhere me go me never lef' her at all-ie
Yes-a Daddy Snow me are the roam dance man-a
Roam between-a dancin' in-a in-a nation-a
You never know say Daddy Me Snow me are the boom shakata
Me never lay-a down flat in-a one cardboard box-a
Yes-a Daddy Me Snow me-a go reachin' out da top

[CHORUS]

Why would he? [repeat]

[MC Shan:]

Me sittin round cool with my jiggy jiggy girl
Police knock my door, lick up my pal
Rough me up and I cant do a thing
Pick up my line when my telephone ring
Take me to the station, black up my hands
Trail me down 'cause I'm hangin with the Snowman
What an I gonna do, I'm backed and I'm trapped
Smack me in my face, took all of my gap
They have no clues and they wanna get warmer
But Shan won't turn informer

[CHORUS]