Rapsusklei Fresh Lyrics

Yow!!! yow!!! this is boy Kurtis Blow
Clap your hands, everybody
If you got what it takes
´Cause is Rapsusklei and I want you to know
That these are the breaks

R to the A to the P to the S
U to the S to the K to the L
E to the I to the ONE to the FRESH!!!
Yes, Rapsusklei is in the place…
(Scratch)
Lets go ready to rumbleeee!!!

Como empezar hablando de Hip Hop
“Two turntables on the mic” “Say what?”
Writers y B.Boys con su ghetto blaster
The mic, the mic, the microphone master
Yeeess!!! rockeando siempre fresh
MR Cornbread, Taki 183
Grand Master Flash, Funk Master Flex
Todo era original igual que Crazy Legs
One, two, one, two, mic check, mic check
Fue DJ Kool Herc, no existía el “twerk”
No había internet, solo vinilo y casette
Y se salía a pintar trenes si no había pared
Ouuuu!!!! si, this is the classic shit
”Put your hands in the air” si te suena el hit
Guerra de estilos, “wild style” o “Beat street”
Como Bambaataa “Locking 4 the perfect beat” Yow!!!
Yes, yes, you!!! amamos tanto esto
“Booyakaa” que lo hicimos nuestro
“Rewind” como forma de vida
Con pumas, con nikes, converse, con adidas

U know my stylo
Jump, jump
Ok, that´s right
Down whit the king
Clap your hands, everybody
If you got what it takes
I am trying not to lose my head
Ha ha ha ha Yo recuerdo el “Hip Hop Hooray”
En You MTV Raps, Back in the days
I am king of rock, Rapsusklei
Is one M´C and one D´J
Oye Tillo “Diggin in the crates”
“In the pace to be”, “Enta da stage”
Con Furious Five, Soul Sonic Force
Doggy Fresh, Fat Boys, haciendo beat box
Desde pequeño respetando a la “Old school”
De cuando todo era ”cool” de cuando “Paid in full”
Click, click Plauh!!! to the “Sucker MC´S”
Uhh! Uhh! is the… “f*ck the police”
No doubt,, manteníendolo Underground
This is a jorney into sound
Right, cultura en el freestyle
Is number one, two, three, four and five
“Rock the mic” in the “radio station”
“Party people” todos con la Zulu Nation
A sere Hip Hop, Planet rock”
Yonkis in the halley with the baseball bat

Thinking of a master plane
Real Hip Hop
Skillz, B.Boys
Pump up the volume
Throw your hands in the air
And wave them like just don´t care
I am trying not to lose my head
Ha ha ha ha

If I ruled world
New York state of mind
Get down
It´s a funky beat
You know me?
It´s the code of streets
Check baby check baby, one, two, three, four
Figh the power
Insane in the brain

(Solo de Scratch)

PEACE LOVE UNITY AND HEAVY FUN