Return Of The B-Boy (Explicit) - The Pharcyde

Yo yo yo yo is eighty-seven in the house

HELL YEAH

Is eighty eight in the house

HELL YEAH

So everybody's in the house

So everybody get on up

Ah yes yes y'all

I got the fever for the flavor

Of a beat y'all

I stand tall gets raw like beef y'all

I moo moo like a cow honey-child

Or ooh ah one two

Cause I check it

Baby just lend me your ear

For a second

Cause I'm wreckin eardrums cold Black-N-Deckin

Hold on the horse

Cause the force is like dark

If you can't slide then stay out the park

And my preachers don't know ya

Then hop off the ark

Are you hip

Do you need another tip cause that's

Just like a talk light

In the asscrack tip

Jump onnn it Shake your sh*t

If you want it

Show no shame

Hey Malik god damn get your arrow and hang

It ain't no thang to jam on it

Jam onnn it You don't stop

The debonair MC

In the place to be

Came to rock the b-boys

And the young ladies

Gonna rhyme on the microphone all night long

So the party won't stop

Until the break of dawn

It's like that y'all

It's like this y'all

When I play b-boy don't miss y'all

Some people wear all that Fila gear

Gonna rock this party out the atmosphere

Say hoooo HOOOOOO

Yeahhhhhhhhh and you don't stop

Throw your hands in the air

And wave em like you just don't care

If you're sparkin blunts

With clean underwear

Somebody say ohh yeahhhh OHHH YEAHH

OHHH YEAHHH

And ya don't stop

Yo cause back in eighty-nine

I was doin the wop

Back and forth forth and back

I'm from the streets now

I'm a straight mack

Skin is black what

Hair is brown what

Eyes are red you know

That I can get down

When I get up on the mic

I kick the rhymes to life

Because I'm fresh

And I'm def tonight

Yeah yeah uh-huh

West coast West coast

West coast is on fire

We don't need no water

Let the motherf**ker burn

Burn motherf**ker burn

Check it out

Well my name is Jammer

And I'd like to say

That I'm a super def rapper

Comin straight from L A

Fly tan brown skin

Before you're three years old

And all the ladies love me

Cause I'm pigeon-toed

I step in the party

And I bust my move

Cold rock the mic

With the hip-hop groove

Sucker MC try to call my bluff

You better beware

Cause I'm just too tough y'all

Please please y'all

Please please check it out

Y'all yeah yeah y'all

Yeah please please check it out

So stomp your feet

And clap your hand

While the DJ is spinning on the DJ stand

On the turntable one and two

We got the grand incredible cuttin just for you

Like this

Like this

Like this

Do that sh*t do that sh*t do it

All my rhymes are hard as HELL

I am the one and I PREVAIL

You will SAIL you will FAIL

I am the doctor ohh yeah what

Please please what

Please please check it out y'all

Y'all y'all please y'all y'all

Please check it out

Check it out check it out

Check it out y'all

Check it out check it out

Check it out y'all

Party over here

Party right here

Party over there