Jeff Waz On The Beat Box

(throughout the song the first phrase is rhythmically
 triggered off while the second one is being scratched)
 (I continued to rock while
 Jeff was on the beat box)
 (Hip-hop)
 There was a party the other day, around my way
 They asked if me and Jeff would play, we said okay
 We dipped out to get the hip-hop apparatus
 Came back with the posse in full effect status
 While Jeff set up I said "Check 1-2, y'all
 Everybody clap, let's begin to ball"
 I was rappin acapella, but I had to stop
 Cause chaos broke cause Jeff was on the beatbox
 (I continued to rock while
 Jeff was on the beat box)
 Now cut it up, Jeff
 (Hip-hop)
 Did you know that...
 Parties were all the same when we came up
 We had to rearrange and make a change
 I remember how it was, people standing still
 The music was wack, so they chose to get ill
 People started breaking and fights would start to break out
 This is the reason why some people make out
 Hip-hop to be bad, because of this behaviour
 Then like a miracle two musical saviours
 One with a microphone, the other with tables
 Both of em ready, both willing and able
 Bust on the scene like TNT
 People said, "Who can it be?"
 Can't you see it's Jeff and me
 We are praised as musical scholars
 Fast admiration manifestin dollars
 Couple of kids with a bright idea
 Didn't want a 9 to 5, made rap career
 People tried to dis and make the egos shrink
 But we believe in ourselves, so to hell what they think
 Moving like a freight train, can't be stopped
 Especially when I'm on the microphone and Jeff is on the beat box
 (I continued to rock while
 Jeff was on the beat box)
 Now cut it up, Jeff
 (Hip-hop)
 I know I talk about Jeff a whole hell of a lot
 But straight up, man, you gotta give him his props
 There's not many people that can do what he does
 Marley Marl, Teddy Riley and Hurby Luvbug
 But other than that there's not many around
 That can take that box and make it sound
 Like anything that you could possibly want
 Now here's a rhyme that sums it up
 Jeff is diggy-diggy-di-dope and
 You DJ's out there keep hopin
 His beat boxes will be broken
 But you might as well just keep hopin
 He ciri-can't be tizzaken
 You think he can, you're mistaken
 All records he is brizzeakin
 (Come on, man, you can make it)
 Grammy winning musicians
 His beat box is a-kizzickin
 And all my rhymes are hizzittin
 The album's out, so go get it
 There ain't no way we stizzopping
 We keep the parties rizzockin
 We got the crowd a-hip-hoppin
 When Jeff is on the beat box
 (I continued to rock while
 Jeff was on the beat box)
 One more time, scratch, Jeff
 (Hip-hop)
 Mh - let's see what's next on the agenda
 That's right, oh yeah, I've got it, I remember
 I was discussin how when Jeff's on stage
 He makes your hands clap, your feet tap, your eardrums pulsate
 Your body will move as you flow with the groove
 And you smile as he propiles his new rap tune
 When he's on the stage he can't be stopped
 'specially when I'm on the microphone and Jeff is on the beat box
 (I continued to rock while
 Jeff was on the beat box)
 (Hip-hop)