[All]
Well it`s a party night, and it`s time to begin
Frukwan, Daddy-O, Delite, best friends
The stage is set, the lights are on
Stetsasonic M.C.`s wit our music song
So get a grip ya`ll, ya`ll, ya`ll, ya`ll, y`all
[Daddy-O]
Bein` ready to rock is our pride and joy
We`re not the imitation wer`e the real mccoy
[Delite]
It`s the R-O-D to get intense
Rappin` and rollin`, while makin` a mix
To ya ladies, I need your involvement
For the keys I hold, one tough blueprint
That dictates zone, whenever I`m blown
You sucka M.C.`s, that`s all she wrote
The Rhyme-a-rator, til we beauty ache
Wil the Mellow Frukwan to tell it straight
[Frukwan]
Frukwan! I get `quipped when I`m on my microphone
Somethin` special keeps me rockin` on and on
And each season, I get a little better
And when they don`t hear my voice, I get letters
Cuz darken the beats is how I do grips
Make ya rap roast start a boogie and shake
I`m the M-S-K, the Double S-A
Now I bring on Daddy-O, huh, if I may
[Daddy-O]
If there was a time, that I felt fine
Then that is the time, I run my rhyme
Cuz at that time my emotions are high
My adrenaline`s be, not telling a lie
But if a body penetrated by a spiritual force
My character seems to stake a sector
The thoughts in my mind, start to fluctuate
Til it gets to the point, when I say I`m straight
And a little on hits, most perfect date
Will get a dope, if he ever comes my way
(quitar playing and scratching)
[Delite]
For a little, why direct ya attention span
[Frukwan]
To the man on the wheel, cuz he`s in command
[Prince Paul]
Prince P-A-U-L, all you stung
[all]
This D.J.`s for ya at-ten-tion
(guitar playing and instrumentation)
[Delite]
New, reknown, let the part without a start
Cuz stay in my machete, is the way of my heart
Con` sting ya, creator, prospered, innovator
To get funky fresh, remain top rated
Being on time be the mastermind
That`s right, the R-O-D, is you out to death rhyme
To conquer and prevail, excede without fail
And never let myself within a jail cell
[Frukwan]
For kickin` the mic, can`t I do what I like
If I wanna please the crowd, let me do it tonight
And when I`m finished wit the end, I will do it again
Cuz I could rock all night, and I would have to depend
On the fake m.c.`s, that wanna copy a piece
Of my best selling rhymes of the century
And I do wanna say, I won`t be so amazed
To see a bitin` M.C., quote my rhyme in a phrase
[Daddy-O]
Nowwww! When we came to a party, we don`t mess around
We immedietly proceed to throw down
Wit the Rock De La Stet, the alleget, supreme
As we dose through the place, we gon` let out steam
And it`ll be like that, to the end of our ring
And it won`t be soon, by the way it seem
Frukwan, Delite, Daddy-O, Wise
Paul, Dreddy and the DBC
[Outro]
It`s like that ya`ll
We not the wack ya`ll
So stay back ya`ll
We on track ya`ll
The Stet is troops ya`ll
The Stet are troops ya`ll
New and improved ya`ll
Cuz we so new ya`ll
(Wise beatboxing)
It`s the Stetsa mix, ya`ll
Use the Stetsa mix, ya`ll
