Free South Africa (Norman Cook Remix) - Stetsasonic

Well here's how it started Heard you on the radio Talkin' 'bout rap Sayin' all that crap about how we sample Givin' examples Think we'll let you get away with that? You criticize our method of how we make records You said it wasn't art, so now we're gonna rip you apart Stop, check it out my man This is the music of a hip-hop band Jazz, well you can call it that But this jazz retains a new format Point, where you misjudged us Speculated, created a fuss You've made the same mistake politicians have Talkin' all that jazz Talk, well I heard talk is cheap But like beauty, talk is just skin deep And when you lie and you talk alot People tell you to step off alot You see, you misunderstood A sample is a tactic A portion of my method, a tool In fact it's only of importance when I make it a priority And what we sample of, is the majority But you are a minority, in terms of thought Narrow minded and poorly taught About hip-hop, playin' all the silly games You erase my music, so no one can use it Step on us and we'll step on you Can't have your cake and eat it too Talkin' all that jazz Lies, that's when you hide the truth It's when you talk more jazz than proof And when you lie and address something you don't know It's so whack that it's bound to show When you lie about me and the band we get angry We'll bite our pen, start writin' again And the things we write are always true Suckers, get a grip, now we talkin' 'bout you Seems to me that you have a problem So we can see what we can do to solve them Think rap is a fad? you must be mad 'Cause we're so bad we get respect you never had Tell the truth, James Brown was old 'Til Eric and Rakim came out with "I Got Soul" Rap brings back old R&B And if we would not, people could've forgot We wanna make this perfectly clear We're talented and strong and have no fear Of those who choose to judge but lack pizazz Talkin' all that jazz Now we're not tryin' to be a boss to you We just wanna get across to you That if you're talkin' jazz, the situation is a no-win You might even get hurt, my friend Stetsasonic, the hip-hop band And like Sly and the Family Stone, we will stand Up for the music we live and play And for the song we sing today For now, let us set the record straight And later on we'll have a forum and a formal debate But it's important you remember, though What you reap is what you sew Talkin' all that jazz Talkin' all that jazz Talkin' all that jazz

[Intro] My beat forever 4 Ever My Beat, 4 Ever My Beat (echoes) 4-4-4-4-4 Ever My... [Daddy-O] 4 Ever My Beat, this beat is mine forever The tembo is slow and the rhymes are clever Me trade this beat? No, I will never, huh It gets funky at switch of a lever Some beats are great, this beat is greater And some are straight, this one is straighter So get on the floor and forget ya stance And cruise to the beat that makes you dance [Delite] 4 Ever My Beat, orchestrated as a treble I rate Havin' all that it takes, make no mistake Now we're the band wit the clan that rock every fan Hit the hoop, after school, fuck, hide the mail So get down, come on and bust a move Delite, Daddy-o and Fru' are out to rule As you some the fun, who are second to none So let's meet you, the beat of the drum 4 Ever My Beat-a [Chorus] 4 Ever My My-My-My-My-My-My beat forever 4-4-4-4 Ever My ('beat' scratched up) My-My-My-My-My-My beat forever 4-4-4-4 Ever My My-My-My-My-My-My beat forever [Frukwan] 4 Ever My Beat, kinda fittin' this beat won't happen Not even overnight 'cause we be slappin' the beat Like a freak, for the rest of the week And if you front on stage, baby doll, we make sure it cease That you boogie to the sounds of the drums Stimulated by the sound of my voice, yea ya ready to cum Dum-du-dum, and all that crap Bring on any rhyme biter, got a T-Boy rap [Daddy-O] 4 Ever My Beat, if allowed, I'd play it all year And if the front was cold, I'd play my beat in the rear And if the back had a crack, I use my beat like glue And in the can light beef, I use my beat as stu My beat is a gem, next to God and the Earth And all the earthly treasures couldn't measure it's worth My beats are Lamborghini, being turned as a car And I eat it like a Ritz eat crackers, ya'll My beat [Chorus] 4 Ever My... Beat, beat, beat, beat, beat, beat My beat forever 4 Ever My... [Delite] 4 Ever My Beat, for the record, the jam you selected That when we projected, erect it, perfected All the way live, yes we in full drive No jive when I abide, we have a ride Wit a Stet on the set, us you won't forget We're leavin' our marks, but cashin' T-Boy checks So reflect on the text, check out what's next And groove to the sound, that you is next [Frukwan] 4 Ever My Beat, this fashion, beat got glitter The bottom of the ninth, it's the home-run hitter Never standin' still, it's the up and go getter Huh, you think I'm frontin' then try to get rid of this Beat, we'll demolish in a single day Strike faster than a magazine, ace/duece tray My beat is a death defying feat And every mom crack the shell, it's so hard to repeat My beat-a [Chorus] 4 Ever My... My-My-My-My-My beat forever 4 Ever My... My-My-My-My-My beat forever My-My-My-My-My beat forever [Daddy-O] 4 Ever My Beat, when it slides up and down the scale You would think my beats are graduate from Harvard or Yale Strappin' other beats five on his way to the top Havin' radio stations tune 'em up on the charts Rockin' tum-tums, snares and timbalee's too Playin' wit Batman, Snuffy and Winnie the Pooh I do, I catch flu, as my beats boogaluh And I never saw my beat drop a beat on the crew [Delite] My beat for ever, wit this I stand As a maker of history, across the land All though it's true that I'm a babe in the music, then It's a fact on the wax I do cedrin My beats cut rhyme, makin' you unwind Prince Paul is droppin' needles, we right on time Wit not a trace of discrace, 'cause his slick, waste And the bass orchestra all in ya face [Frukwan] 4 Ever My Beat, sharp fimilatin', hot like fire In blood 'cated, for my peeps desire And provide expand to my very last breath For that, which is a matter of life and death Camouflage this beat and the'll never get learned Simmer dark from the beats you've heared Blow in other state, when our rhyme regulates It's yellow I oppose, so congragulate, 4 Ever My Beat-a [Outro] 4 Ever My... Beat, beat, beat, beat, beat My beat forever 4 Ever My... Beat, beat My beat forever 4 Ever My...

(Daddy-O) I got a (girl named Sally) (Delite) And she don't score (Daddy-O) Or eat pork (Both) With a spoon or fork (Daddy-O) But I heard that (Chorus) (Some people don't like the way The way Sally walk) (Ahem) (Some people don't like the way They way Sally walk) (Ahem) (1-2-3-4 Hit it!) (Daddy-O) This story's funny I met this girl, and she had money In vast abundance Goo-goo gobs, I mean redundance Her eyes were hazel Her dress was suede, her voice was nasal I found her so fly But for the life of me, I didn't know why (Chorus) (Delite) Now here's what took place Recooed this jam, she rented the space Nice place to party But wouldn't you know, it turned out sorry It's so confusin' And sometimes I say it's amusin' The jam was okay 'Til Sally walked in, 'cause just like I say (Chorus) Bridge: (Girl named Sally) (Girl named Sally hit it) (Girl named Sally) (Girl named Sally) (1-2-3-4 Hit it!) (Girl named Sally) (Girl named Sally hit it) (Girl named Sally) (Girl named Sally) (1-2-3-4 Hit it!) (Daddy-O) You know what? She don't live in Manhatten Bronx, Queens, or the island of Staten She's a Brooklyn swinga So fly, every Friday night I might ring her Telephone, yo D guess what (What?) She's all alone (So?) Stoned to the bone Her shape's full grown The kind of girl I'd love to own, ya see 'cause (Chorus) (Daddy-O) I'm still with Sally Paid and now we're both (feelin' Cali) (Frukwan) I think I love her I know that I think highly of her (Delite) Believe it or not I even thought Of tying the knot (All Three) She's opened my nose And I ignore the story that goes: (Chorus) Bridge (x2)