Song | Hip Hop Lyrical Robot |
Artist | UB40 |
Album | Baggariddim |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Lyrics:Pato Banton Music:Ub40 | |
Chorus | |
Can you dig it, alright I can dig it | |
Cause I'm your hip hop lyrical robot and a real cool cat | |
Yes I'm your hip hop lyrical robot and a real cool cat | |
I want the girls to hear me rap | |
Cause this mc has got the nack | |
I'm your body-popping shell shocking | |
Girls hocking eye popping lick me all over like a lollipop | |
I'm your juicy fruit | |
Alright, alright, alright | |
I said hey white man, indian or black | |
I'm your number 1 MC and that's a fact | |
I'm a goodlooking, girl hooking outstanding | |
Mike chatting lyrical shock attack | |
All MCs freeze there on the spot | |
One false move and you must get drop | |
I'm always devastating, fascinating | |
Vibemaking, painstaking, watch it man I'm hot | |
Chorus | |
Its a struggle in life when your skin is black | |
The system is designed to hold you back | |
how sya do shake hands on the shoulder a pat | |
One love to my face then a stab in the back | |
Seven points in snooker when you put down the black | |
But I still thank God for the little I got | |
Chorus | |
I don't stop rapping to the musical beat | |
And I'm in the mood to turn you on | |
In the groove thats so complete | |
Wind you hips, shake your body | |
Or clap you hands even stamp your feet | |
Just like a bed thats just been spread | |
You know I'm neat, neat, neat | |
Just like a tap that's running hot | |
Man can't you feel the heat | |
Not just now but every minute every hour Everyday and every week | |
I don't give a hoot for loot and shoot | |
Or prostitutes in skin tight suits | |
Standing on the corner | |
They call their beat | |
I'm not a pimp drug pusher | |
Gambler or even thief | |
To the teachers I will preach | |
And to the teachers I will teach | |
Cause I'm a hip hop lyrical robot | |
That is why so unique | |
Well police and theives are playing | |
The game of hide and seek | |
When an imformer gives imformation | |
Then its called a leak | |
I jail your a number ruled by govenor | |
Screws keep you under, wanna see you blunder | |
When they say 'Sit' just take a seat | |
And when they say 'food' it's time to eat | |
If a screw says 'Nigger' I don't answer | |
'Yes Sir, no Sir three bags full Sir' | |
Sometimes inmates would even call me a growler | |
Me a growler, I'm no growler | |
Chorus | |
Well I'm a hip hop lyrical robot | |
I don't stop rapping to the musical beat | |
Well I'm a hip hop lyrical robot and a real cool cat |
Lyrics: Pato Banton Music: Ub40 | |
Chorus | |
Can you dig it, alright I can dig it | |
Cause I' m your hip hop lyrical robot and a real cool cat | |
Yes I' m your hip hop lyrical robot and a real cool cat | |
I want the girls to hear me rap | |
Cause this mc has got the nack | |
I' m your bodypopping shell shocking | |
Girls hocking eye popping lick me all over like a lollipop | |
I' m your juicy fruit | |
Alright, alright, alright | |
I said hey white man, indian or black | |
I' m your number 1 MC and that' s a fact | |
I' m a goodlooking, girl hooking outstanding | |
Mike chatting lyrical shock attack | |
All MCs freeze there on the spot | |
One false move and you must get drop | |
I' m always devastating, fascinating | |
Vibemaking, painstaking, watch it man I' m hot | |
Chorus | |
Its a struggle in life when your skin is black | |
The system is designed to hold you back | |
how sya do shake hands on the shoulder a pat | |
One love to my face then a stab in the back | |
Seven points in snooker when you put down the black | |
But I still thank God for the little I got | |
Chorus | |
I don' t stop rapping to the musical beat | |
And I' m in the mood to turn you on | |
In the groove thats so complete | |
Wind you hips, shake your body | |
Or clap you hands even stamp your feet | |
Just like a bed thats just been spread | |
You know I' m neat, neat, neat | |
Just like a tap that' s running hot | |
Man can' t you feel the heat | |
Not just now but every minute every hour Everyday and every week | |
I don' t give a hoot for loot and shoot | |
Or prostitutes in skin tight suits | |
Standing on the corner | |
They call their beat | |
I' m not a pimp drug pusher | |
Gambler or even thief | |
To the teachers I will preach | |
And to the teachers I will teach | |
Cause I' m a hip hop lyrical robot | |
That is why so unique | |
Well police and theives are playing | |
The game of hide and seek | |
When an imformer gives imformation | |
Then its called a leak | |
I jail your a number ruled by govenor | |
Screws keep you under, wanna see you blunder | |
When they say ' Sit' just take a seat | |
And when they say ' food' it' s time to eat | |
If a screw says ' Nigger' I don' t answer | |
' Yes Sir, no Sir three bags full Sir' | |
Sometimes inmates would even call me a growler | |
Me a growler, I' m no growler | |
Chorus | |
Well I' m a hip hop lyrical robot | |
I don' t stop rapping to the musical beat | |
Well I' m a hip hop lyrical robot and a real cool cat |
Lyrics: Pato Banton Music: Ub40 | |
Chorus | |
Can you dig it, alright I can dig it | |
Cause I' m your hip hop lyrical robot and a real cool cat | |
Yes I' m your hip hop lyrical robot and a real cool cat | |
I want the girls to hear me rap | |
Cause this mc has got the nack | |
I' m your bodypopping shell shocking | |
Girls hocking eye popping lick me all over like a lollipop | |
I' m your juicy fruit | |
Alright, alright, alright | |
I said hey white man, indian or black | |
I' m your number 1 MC and that' s a fact | |
I' m a goodlooking, girl hooking outstanding | |
Mike chatting lyrical shock attack | |
All MCs freeze there on the spot | |
One false move and you must get drop | |
I' m always devastating, fascinating | |
Vibemaking, painstaking, watch it man I' m hot | |
Chorus | |
Its a struggle in life when your skin is black | |
The system is designed to hold you back | |
how sya do shake hands on the shoulder a pat | |
One love to my face then a stab in the back | |
Seven points in snooker when you put down the black | |
But I still thank God for the little I got | |
Chorus | |
I don' t stop rapping to the musical beat | |
And I' m in the mood to turn you on | |
In the groove thats so complete | |
Wind you hips, shake your body | |
Or clap you hands even stamp your feet | |
Just like a bed thats just been spread | |
You know I' m neat, neat, neat | |
Just like a tap that' s running hot | |
Man can' t you feel the heat | |
Not just now but every minute every hour Everyday and every week | |
I don' t give a hoot for loot and shoot | |
Or prostitutes in skin tight suits | |
Standing on the corner | |
They call their beat | |
I' m not a pimp drug pusher | |
Gambler or even thief | |
To the teachers I will preach | |
And to the teachers I will teach | |
Cause I' m a hip hop lyrical robot | |
That is why so unique | |
Well police and theives are playing | |
The game of hide and seek | |
When an imformer gives imformation | |
Then its called a leak | |
I jail your a number ruled by govenor | |
Screws keep you under, wanna see you blunder | |
When they say ' Sit' just take a seat | |
And when they say ' food' it' s time to eat | |
If a screw says ' Nigger' I don' t answer | |
' Yes Sir, no Sir three bags full Sir' | |
Sometimes inmates would even call me a growler | |
Me a growler, I' m no growler | |
Chorus | |
Well I' m a hip hop lyrical robot | |
I don' t stop rapping to the musical beat | |
Well I' m a hip hop lyrical robot and a real cool cat |