The Saga of Roxanne (It’s Fresh)

Lyrics

[Intro] We got something that we want you to understand Now this is the saga of the girl Roxanne! Stoned to the bone! Ha! You know it, you know it Fresh! [Verse 1] You can, you can, you can, you can Forget all the story that you heard before Roxanne won't be mine and she won't be yours The word that I got when I hit this town Is that Roxanne likes to spread her body around Although she kicks it on the mic like she's the queen cheese No man on earth could be her main squeeze! But then I found out Roxanne was bluffing She would do it with a guy for just about nothing! And you must believе, history is fact We gonna take you on a trip that's not [far-fetchеd/far back] You see she did it to the rapper at the beach She even went with Kangol, and he's a leech And I can't even tell you what she did to Ice (Why?) Homeboy, that story's not nice But we must continue this cold crush jam Because this is the saga of the girl Roxanne [Chorus] Roxanne, Roxanne was a one-night stand After she's been around, no one would be her man Yeah, Roxanne was a one-night stand But after she's been around, no one would be her man [Verse 2] She was wishin' she could be a star But for her to get her start she had to feel the heart (So!) Somebody [?] to bitin' the beat Then the homeboy swept her right off her feet And he still gave a chance for the second round But for her to get that she had to go down And that's when the Rox became the freshest in town She talked straight for the street, was used and abused She [went on/wears?] [dates/digs?] on her feet while other ladies wear shoes That's why Roxanne, I don't understand Why would anybody wanna be your man? But everybody is on the case They wonder who's the real Rox and who is the fake? And these games keep playin' on Because people make money off of Roxanne's song So, how long will the girl exist? [Chorus] Roxanne, Roxanne was a one-night stand After she's been around, no one would be her man Yeah, Roxanne was a one-night stand But after she's been around, no one would be her man [Verse 3] This is some of the things that girls go through 'Cause there's a piece of the Rox in every one of you So this is to Roxanne and her friends We leave no grounds for revenge And now we venture to new rap songs As others play out and we play on So hey, Mr. DJ, take a Roxanne song Open up your window, throw it out the jawn And let the Korner Boyz rock ya party on So when we wrote the saga that was the end And your name is sucker if you start it again Now this is the tale of this romantic Now she realized that her body can't stand it Kickin' out bass like you never heard before Two fly brothers that's down by law We're makin' noise, the real McCoys Better known as the Korner Boyz! Stoned to the bone! Sucker punch thunder, handcuff lightning Punish MCs that been biting Everything I say is okay It's Grand Tone from 75-A My name is Parry Pee and you must agree I'm the baddest MC that you ever could see The rhymes that I'm saying You know I'm never playing Sucker MCs [?] Fresh, fresh, fresh, fresh, fresh, fresh... Fresh! You know it, you know it Come on [Art?], you're really a poet Did you hear that sound? What you heard? What y'all heard but spread the word We kickin' now, a fresh ass beat For all the homeboys (on the ghetto street!) Motivator, dominator, rap creator No one greater than the man that rocks the line You know I do it every time Feelin' fine, and you know that's me A cold-crushin' MC, that's who I be Comin' from the way, walkin' up and down Wantin' to be the master rapper while I shock this town So, Grand Tone, don't leave me alone So everybody help me rock the microphone I was walkin' through the bay, what did I say? Along come MCs comin' my way (Yeah!) They were strong and they were tough But I even had one that pulled my bluff But that's okay, I'm back on the scene Fresh, bad, funky, and mean! So to all of ya others that don't understand It's Grand Tone and it's my man So listen MCs, let me get you straight Your father got a head like a 248 Said your brother's in jail, raising hell Your sister's 'round the corner selling whoopie for sale It's a crying shame how you got your name Tryin' to be the king of fame but it's never the same Bein' known through the city, sayin' it's a pity The rhymes that I say, they sound so witty Lookin' through my lonely looking glass Lookin' at all the things in the past See, I see faces, little tiny faces Little children running in the strangest places Running barefooted down the ghetto street But God only knows what their eyes will meet So we kick these brand new songs (So you sucker MCs get off that [throne?]!) Step, step, step, step, step Yeah, we're fresh out the pack, so brand new And we're kickin' out the beat and we're bringin' it to you Real McCoys and we're the Korner Boyz makin' some noise You know we're down when we kick it [high proof/I prove?] Party people in the place, time to move With the rhyme that you're saying, no I never could lose 'Cause I'm strong, never wrong Makin' all ya MCs wanna sing my song Be the voice of [the year?] makin' it clear Number one rapper and I am here! And when you hear my set, you must agree Nobody can kick it like P double E Takin' my rhyme, all the time Grand Tone, won'tcha get on the mic and show 'em how you do fine Like you call me Grand Tone Super cold crusher on the microphone So hold on tight to your girl I'm so tough I will rock your world I never lurch when I'm out to punch Say ya sucker MCs with a knockout dunk If you wanna get down the way I do I never been down with the voodoo crew! My rhymes are strong, my beat is clear I'll show you MCs I have no fear I'm like the angel of the death, with just one breath I come to battle MCs, who is left And there I found who's gettin' down When Grand Tone comes in your town! You gots to feel it! Feel it, feel, feel, feel, feel it! Feel it, feel, feel, feel, feel it! New York City's in the place to be The motivator, dominator, rap creator, no one greater Than the man, [hall of famer?], Jazzy Jeff [?] And when it comes to mixing, no one goes like this The master of the rhymes got a brand new twist Rappin' so fast with so much style The ladies see me coming, say I'm versatile We came through the city, [punishin'?] death We came to battle DJs, but who is left? So we leave the [?] to Jazzy J He's the cold crush brother that will scratch ya away His hands are quick, he does it like lightning All the DJs just get so frightened They will fight but they will try, boy Jazzy Jeff is so damn fly His name ain't J, his name is Jeff Won't you get the story right, that's a bunch of mess He's the master of the scratch, got a brand new match When he's cuttin' in the beat you know it's like that So I, I kick the mic when I'm on a jam Because you know the master rapper who's in command Freestyle so versatile for a little awhile Like I said before, y'all ladies can smile Never repeat the rhyme that I like to do And when I rock on the mic, I like to kick it for you Because my voice is strong, it's got to be on The master of the rhymes sing a brand new song I was known as the rap creator, the man's on the fader There ain't nobody greater When you hear my line, you know it's fine C'mon GT, won't you rock it for the party time? Ha! I was walkin' down the street with my feet on the floor Vicious DJs with the cuts galore My rhymes so def and my rhyme was fresh And everybody said [?] was best The Boyz are gonna take you on a serious ride So flip the record over to the other side!