Song Lyrics

Yo yo yo yo, is eighty-seven in the house?
Hell yeah
Is eighty eight in the house? (It's the master, the master)
Hell yeah
So everybody's in the house? (Pharcyde's in the house)
So everybody get on up

Ah yes yes y'all, I got the fever for the flavor
Of a beat y'all, I stand tall gets raw like beef y'all
I moo moo like a cow honey-child, or, ooh, ah one two
'Cause I check it, baby just lend me your ear
For a second, 'cause I'm wrecking eardrums cold Black-N-Deckin
Hold on the horse 'cause the force is like dark
If you can't slide then stay out the park
And my preachers don't know ya then hop off the ark
Are you hip? Do you need another tip, 'cause that's
Just like a talk light, in the ass crack tip
Jump on it! Shake your shit, if you want it
Show no shame, hey Malik goddamn get your arrow and aim
It ain't no thing to jam on it, jam on it (You don't stop)

The debonair MC, in the place to be
Came to rock the B-boys and the young ladies
Gonna rhyme on the microphone all night long
So the party won't stop until the break of dawn
It's like that y'all, it's like this y'all
When I play b-boy don't miss y'all
Some people wear all that Fila gear
Gonna rock this party out the atmosphere
Say ho (Ho)
Yeah, and you don't stop
Throw your hands in the air
And wave 'em like you just don't care
If you're sparking blunts with clean underwear
Somebody say, oh yeah (Oh yeah)
Oh yeah! And ya don't stop
Yo, 'cause back in eighty-nine I was doing the wop
Back and forth, forth and back
I'm from the streets now I'm a straight mack
Skin is black (what?) hair is brown (What?)
Eyes are red, you know that I can get down
When I get up on the mic, I kick the rhymes you like
Because I'm fresh, and I'm def tonight

Yeah, yeah, uh-huh
West coast, West coast, West coast is on fire
We don't need no water let the motherfucker burn
Burn motherfucker, burn

Check it out, well my name is Jammer and I'd like to say
That I'm a super def rapper coming straight from L.A.
5'10' brown skin twenty three years old
And all the ladies love me 'cause I'm pigeon-toed
I step in the party and I bust my move
Cold rock the mic with the hip-hop groove
Sucker MC try to call my bluff
You better beware, 'cause I'm just too tough y'all
Please please y'all, please please check it out
Y'all, yeah yeah y'all
Yeah, please, please check it out
So stomp your feet, and clap your hand
While the DJ is spinning on the DJ stand
On the turntable, one and two
We got the grand incredible cutting just for you
Like this
Like this
Like this
Do that shit, do that shit, do it

All my rhymes are hard as hell
I am the one and I prevail
You will sail, you will fail
I am the doctor

Please please, what, please please check it out, y'all
Y'all y'all please y'all y'all, please check it out

Derrick Lemel Stewart, Emandu Imani Rashaan Wilcox, Romye Robinson, Trevant Jermaine Hardson

The duration of Return of the B-Boy is 3:33 minutes and seconds.