It's Nasty

(feat. The Furious Five)
 Ladies and gentlemen
 It's now the time
 For the Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five MC's!
 [said at first in almost a whisper, getting gradually louder]
 We're coming, we're coming, we're coming [x3]
 WE'RE HERE!
 Ooooh! Haha, woooohh!
 Aiyyy mami I wanna get nasty wit you baby, ahahahaha
 Aiyyy, tu eta por llamaseta mi amor, Linda, ahahahaha!
 We wanna rock, YOU!
 We're the kings of swing
 And we're chosen to rule
 The deans of clean inside the cool school
 We're the chiefs of relief
 Contained by wild beasts
 The finesse of the West, the masterpiece of the East
 Hah, the boss of course
 As the lord of our fort
 The ones with the platinum vocal chords
 We're the science of desire
 With a magical mic
 The monarch of the dark in the night alright
 We advertise
 And specialize
 In the exercise and we'll energize
 The young ladies thighs
 Cause all the fly guys
 Nature's to rise right before their eyes
 We're the Earl of the world
 And the Air of flair
 The Duke of dare, the Mayor of debonaire
 Got fine, drink wine
 Can dance and dine
 Got a first class female oh so fine
 [Chorus]
 Hey baby, whatever you doin right girl
 I just want you to always be easy, and keep on shakin that thing
 and I want you - swingin it swingin it swingin
 Tell me how now
 Like dy-na-mite before it blows
 Who needs a band when the beat just goes - boom!
 He's Grandmaster, he cuts faster
 We're the Furious, serious, and ever so mysterious
 Five that's rockin the house
 And everybody say PLAY (PLAY)
 Say PLAY (PLAY) well OK!
 Ho! Everybody c'mon!
 Woo! Now now! Uhh!
 People call me crazy, people call me sneak
 Just because I'm nasty, they call me a freak, hehe
 I am coming over, to your house tonight
 I promise to you baby, that I'll do you right, I'm nasty!
 I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha (shake your booty)
 I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha (we want to rock you)
 Just let us rock, you!
 Watch your girl and watch your wife
 I got the kiss of death, to touch your life
 Cause I am the man they call Scorpio
 I like fly girls that don't say no
 Hey girl, grab my hand, hold on tight
 Don't you worry bout a thing Raheem'll do you right
 I'm a mint that's fresh huh, a woman's pet
 There ain't a thing in the world that I can't get
 In the history books or the picture show
 It's the golden voice on your radio
 I'm the rapper never printed voice is solid gold
 I'm playin the role, they call me Kid Creole
 And I'm the, the Romeo, of the nasty show
 All the ladies in the place, to my house we go
 Freakin in the den just to make you move
 Cause I'm Cowboy, and I got the groove
 As DJ Flash, cuts so mean
 That he wanna know your favorite jean
 Is it Jordache? (NO!) Gloria Vanderbilt? (NO!)
 Maybe it's Sassoon? (NO!) How about Sergio? (I DON'T CARE!)
 Could it be Calvin Klein? (NO!) Then what is it? (?)
 Back to the bridge y'all
 [Chorus]
 Everybody, shake your body
 Keep movin and groovin and screamin and shoutin
 and helpin us turn it out
 Is everybody sayin play? (PLAY!)
 Say play! (PLAY!) Well OK!
 Alright, woo!
 Everybody get up!
 Oooooeee, yeah!
 People say it's dirty, people say it's wrong
 They talk about our music, like it's a nasty song
 It's nasty!
 I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha!
 Just let us rock, you!
 Got waterbed sets in my limousine
 And everytime I'm seen I got to be clean
 I tour around the world, to make the people dance
 And here's a little message for the ladies in France
 ? Huh huh, zmapel, Melle Mel? (I have no idea what Melle Mel says)
 ? Ah dome mal lamate mademoiselle?
 ? Done wa sing, done marseis?
 ? Done wa rik no dees!?
 I'm seein this girl that I just adore
 I'm seein this girl that what I never saw before
 The way she was swaying and doing the swing
 I had to let her know just about my thing
 I'm the M, R, N E-Double S
 Come on, ah fly girl, and put me to a test
 and I'll rock you, until you give me the rest
 I keep on it, until you start to fess
 Raheem, in your life, what more can you ask
 I bet you can't think of a greater task
 I make my light shine on your cloudy days
 You can surf if you want to, on my waves
 I caress your soft body on those mellow nights
 A continuous thing, to the morning light
 It's reality, it's not a dream
 It's nothing less than the best when it's from Raheem
 Now it's my turn so understand
 That I'm the Kid Creole, and I'm a ladies man
 I don't, have a lot of women hangin on my steez
 Only one fine lady that you better believe
 I say Annette's her name, and that's the truth
 I give a lot of things up, before I turn her loose
 It's just her, and that's simple and plain
 And that's the only way I run my game
 Well I'ma, Cowboy and I'm the real McCoy
 I'm chocolate all over like an Almond Joy
 Bowlegged cool brother and you will agree
 On top of the world for the ladies to see
 Gonna hip gonna hop gonna rock the spot
 Gonna make everybody wanna rock rock rock
 Gonna do it to the East, wanna do it to the West
 Gonna make you relax right upon your chest
 Grandmaster Flash, is willing and able
 He's the king of the cuts on two turntables
 He's the GRAND, GRAND, the master man
 He's so nice with his hands he don't need no band
 Rocks 45's, and 33's
 Rocks boys men women and young ladies
 He can slice so precise it's almost fun
 And he makes better love than a mick makes money
 Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick
 Slick Rick, Slick Rick (ha ha hah hah hah), hooooooo-ho!
 Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!
 (lots of varied conversation to the end, at least one mention of Bob Marley)