Fantastic Freaks At the Dixie

Lyrics

[Intro] So if y'all wanna be turned up, tell soundman, say "Turn it up" (Turn it up!) Say "Turn it up" (Turn it up! Come on) Ten (Come on) Nine (Everybody) Eight (Come on) Seven (Louder!) Six (Louder!) Five (Louder! Come on) Four (Come on, everybody) Three (Two) Two (Ow!) One [Verse 1] And we're Fantastic Five MCs And we're pleasin' all the ladies And when we shock the party, and do it right They seem to all go crazy (They go crazy) We're the best, uh, we passed the test No better or less, we don't mean to oppress We're a crew of fine finesse, so the ladies say yes We're the five MCs, and oh, the progress We can do it, uh, and shock and amaze And make all the ladies stand in a daze We can steal your heart, or break it apart 'Cause we're number one on the MC chart You might try to deny it, other MCs try to bite it When it comes to throwing joints, you better not try it Please, Mr. Grand Wizard, please Give to the gents and the young ladies [Verse 2] Huh! Yeah! Dot-A-Rock, are you ready to freak it out? (Ah-hey!) Master Rob, are you ready to freak it out? Whipper Whip, are you ready to freak it out? (Hey!) Ruby Dee, are you ready to freak it out? (Huh-huh!) Kevie Kev, are you ready to freak it out? (Everybody, everybody) Let's freak it out, let's freak it out We'll make you scream, we'll make you shout We're the five MCs that are turnin' it out We don't go to Taft, we don't go to Evander We got more chicks than Colonel Sanders So we run the freestyle just like we should 'Cause the five MCs always finger-lickin' good Don't have a Rolls-Royce, don't have a diamond ring We'll bet you fifty dollars that we can make a mic sing We can sing, we can dance, we can hum along We can make the fly girls want to come along We can sing, we can dance, we're the kings of romance Fly girls, huh, wanna give us a chance So when you wake up in the morning and you wash your face And then you freak with the rhythm and you rock with the bass And learn a new somethin' about the birds and the bees We give finesse to impress all the young ladies We was laying in our bed with the radio playin' We was trying to listen to what the man was sayin' He was talkin' about all this killin' and slayin' Well, it never works out, you end up payin' So now you gained some civilization And now you want to join our organization And all of a sudden you feel the sensation That we're the best brothers with our own creation [Verse 3] I'm a fearless lover, always Romantic Down with the crew we call Fantastic Got money to spend and money to lend Now if the girls don't want it, I give it to the men (Say what, say what?) Now they follow me, and be on a hawk And won't do it (Why?) 'cause this ain't givin', New York Dot-A-Rock, guaranteed to make the microphone sing Walkin' around, sportin' your diamond ring The ladies know you are an MC king Get on the mic and tell 'em it ain't no thing [Verse 4] Well, I'm a vicious MC that got it like that You better watch it, young girl, 'cause I got a strong back Don't mean to alarm, I hold you in my arm Guaranteed you'll love my Dot-A-Rock charm One of a kind, I'm here to rock your mind As I slide you down, I might feel your behind Pick up my cash, smoke up my hash And see you on 'cause I bought you a pair of Jordache Love you in the night, and you wake up in the day I'm guaranteed to say that I got it that way Then you get goose pimples, your heart start to drop You know you in love with MC Dot-A-Rock I told you from the start I would take your heart Not stupid or crazy, I was just more smart I'm a Virgo, just doin' my thing The next thing you know, you'll be under my wing Well it's the same for everybody, not only just you Monkey see, you know, monkey do I don't think I'm fly, you can't deny Better meet Dot-A-Rock 'cause I am a nice guy Now Ruby Dee, a-Ruby Dee A-Ruby Dee, my brother, my man Just get on the mic and take command [Verse 5] Well, Ruby Dee is my name, and I'm a Puerto Rican You might think I'm Black by the way I'm speakin' I'm slick, I'm handsome with a lot of curls That's the reason I attract all the freak fly girls The other reason is style and profile That makes all the ladies know I'm worth the while 'Cause I'm too hot to burn, too cold to hold Ruby Dee's in the place, and you must say so I'm bad, super bad, oh bad, I'm the man Keep on and rock the house Come on, come on, come on, let me turn it out Master Rob guaranteed to make the microphone sing Walkin' around sporting your diamond ring And all the ladies know you as the next to win Get on your mic and tell 'em, it ain't no thing [Verse 6] To the beat y'all, so very unique 'Cause the rhythm of the sound gets down so quick My skill and occupation is rappin' on the mic The reason that I do it, 'cause that's what I like (Hey!) Got the capability to do other things Be in the movies, pump it raw, pump it raw I be a pimp, a pusher, an executive With a forty room mansion, that's how I live Eat the finest food, drink exclusive wine I say for a girl, be mine, all mine Not lookin' for a woman that's only sexy Listen up, and I'll tell you how you have to be Just honest, intelligent, with sex appeal Stop raw, baby doll, 'cause that's how you'll be Fit my description, and you can't resist After the party is over, just sign up on my list Whipper Whip, my man Just get on the mic and take on the man [Verse 7] Well, I'm a sex machine, 'cause I'm mean See what I mean? I am the New Yorker, the sweet walker The woman stalker, the jive talker The money maker, the safe breaker Boy, you better watch your girl, 'cause I'm the man that'll take her I'm the least conceited, and I'm undefeated Never been beat, sounds so sweet Prince Whipper Whip, yes, they won't say no The professional magician of the microphone And if you want to know why they call me Whip 'Cause I like all the ladies with the curvy hips I'm on, time, all the time With all my rhymes, 'cause I blow your mind You see me over here, I'm rockin' over there Have no fear 'cause the Five is here And we rock, to the non-stop And we rock, to the non-stop Fantastic, we can make a microphone sing Walkin' around, sportin' your diamond ring The ladies know us, we are the MC king Get on the mic 'cause it ain't no thing [Verse 8] Romantic Fantastic Five, ha-ha Each one is qualified So make a dead party come alive, ooh And make the girls gather us like flies Other MCs want our rep We got Theodore on the set (And that's right) To keep those suckers right in check And give us most respect (You know why? 'Cause those five have) So come on, party people, and cooperate with us Fellas, put your hands together (Woo! Come on!) Young ladies get up and shake your butt But we're throwing down in Sensurround We can be found throughout the town Now ladies, check out this (Hold tight!) With your designer jeans, you look so mean We tell our friends, so, so clean These words we just can't miss, hey, y'all We're five bad brothers and you can't deny We got it together, so do coincide And when we shock the house, and when we rock the house And when we (Shock the house!) And when we (Rock the house!) And when we shock the house You wonder why, we tried our best And that's no lie Fantastic, Fan-Fan-Fantastic Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Ro-Romantic Five (MCs) shock-shockin' the house For all the young ladies, you don't stop Keep on, to the break-a-dawn