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    Lords Of The Underground

    Tic Toc

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    Tic toc, this is how we rock
    throw your hands in the air and do it for your block (um)
    Tic toc, this is how we rock
    throw your hands in the air and please don't stop (um)
    Tic toc, this is how we rock
    (Tic toc, you don't stop...)
    DOITALL:
    Tic toc, this is how we rock
    we're those same (um) brothers that brought you Chief Rock
    Now, um, underground's my style
    to this I have vows
    and I swear to my god
    I'll always rock a crowd
    So (um) peace to my area, N.W.K.
    which is scarier
    so if your on the deals,
    who cares, the more the merrier
    Now right off South Orange
    on the block of one-nine
    of course, thirteenth ave
    is my stomping grounds
    I open up my chest
    and to my 'hood give my heart
    'cause without the heart
    then your 'hood falls apart
    So respect to the cement
    the park called the Corner
    'cause that's where the DOITALL TWO was performing
    Runnin' from the cops
    I couldn't be stopped
    'cause i was jumpin' big gates that connected the blocks
    Now before making records
    the 'hood was my savior
    but now I'm making tunes to make you jam wit 'cha neighbor...
    Tic toc, this is how we rock
    Throw your hands in the air and do it for your block (um)
    Tic toc, this is how we rock
    Throw your hands in the air and please don't stop (um)
    Tic toc, this is how we rock
    Throw your hands in the air and represent your block (um)
    Tic toc, this is how we rock
    (Tic toc, you don't stop...)
    MR. FUNKYMAN
    Well, I be the funk-ular
    ultra-funk-ular
    gamma-funk-ular
    Half you rappers out there couldn't see me with binoculars
    Anyone who thinks he'll take me out is just a dreamer
    If you think you're the bomb, then I'm Hiroshima
    When I die,
    I hope they're making records up in heaven
    On a scale of one to ten,
    I'm like 100-5th-11
    and sticks-and-stones-may-break-my-bones
    but if you ever try to dis the Lords, then it's on
    I go on beat...
    off beat...
    then jump right back on time
    I drop another rhyme
    and talk about your fat ugly mama (EEWWW!!)
    M.C.'s cannot rock me
    I'm stone-proof
    Me grabbin' the mic
    is like Superman running to a phone booth
    Straight from Martin Luther King Boulevard
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