Alright Hear This

Lyrics

[Intro] "All right, you're scratching it right now, cuttin' the record back and forth against the needle, back and forth, back and forth, makin' it scratch. But let me tell you something, don't try it at home with your dad's stereo. Only under hip-hop supervision, all right?" [Chorus] Alright, hear this So you wanna be the emcee, huh? Alright, hear this So you wanna be the emcee, huh? [Verse1 ] Because I grab the microphone, and I pick it up And then I fuck it up, and then I turn it in And then I turn it out, got the body-rockin' sound And then you know I'm gonna get down Eat a Scooby snack and take a disco nap Because I'm shopping at Sears, 'cause I don't buy at the Gap Sending this one out to all the funky inspirations Pretty Purdie on the drums with the beat relations (Yeah, yeah) Well, I'm working on rhymes, they're coming line by line Trying to put what I feel into word and rhymes I've got a feeling coming on, I've got to make some shit A little something stupid, for the twisted and sick Because I drive like a maniac on the streets And I don't give a fuck 'cause I've got the beats Got my nuts swingin' from left to right and Right to left, and I'm death defying [Chorus] Alright, hear this So you wanna be the emcee, huh? Alright, hear this So you wanna be the emcee, huh? [Verse 2] I spin my fortune on a wheel like Sajak Here's "The Payback;" Keep going strong, like since the way-back I try to be myself, but I lose track Because the shit gets complicated, now I've got to get back As we learn to breed love for one another In these times of melding cultures I give respect for what's been borrowed and lent I know this music comes down from African descent Because I don't need a magic potion Let me talk about backfield in motion My girl's got cheeks for weeks, and I'm happy You know I'm a sneak like my old grand pappy Well, I gotta give thanks to my man, Archie Shepp For staying true to inspiration, because I don't half step So I kick out the jams and tell you who I am And I talk to the people like Les McCann [Chorus] Alright, hear this So you wanna be the emcee, huh? Alright, hear this So you wanna be the emcee, huh? [Break] Alright, hear this (...) Alright, hear this [Verse 3] I ask God for a rhyme or two A little somethin' for the wise as well as the fool A little somethin' to effect a little taste of change For the together and strong as well as the deranged Because I'll do you right like Bobby Knight And then I'm rappin' on the mic to the Broadway light Stomp my hands, I clap my feet and I'm buggin' off Yusef Lateef I got a match to my ass, and I'ma keep it lit Well, I need to get some cash, call my accountant Britt Because I'm rushin' around town takin' care of my functions Always got one more thing, so forget about function We create this world, and the problems go on Create our lives, and the things that go wrong So to the deaf, the blind look around and listen To what it is you want and for what you're wishin' [Chorus] Alright, hear this (Yeah) So you wanna be the emcee, huh? Alright, hear this So you wanna be the emcee, huh? Alright, hear this