* organized by Rhino comp. for convenience regardless of original
Chrous:
Step, step, step, step, step off
Because you got to get lost because you know you`re soft, uh-huh.
Step, step, step, step, step off
Because you got to get lost because you know you`re soft, uh-huh-huh.
Step, step, step, step, step off
Because you got to get lost because you know you`re soft.
[Verse 1: Melle Mel]
I was sittin` on the corner just a-wastin` my time
When I realised I was the king of the rhyme.
I got on the microphone and what do you see?
Huh, the rest was my legacy.
I was born to be the king of the be-bop swing,
To have stallions and medallions, big diamond rings.
I own a castle and a yacht, two million in gold
Because rap is the game that I control.
I`m like Shakespeare, I`m a pioneer
Because I made rap somethin` people wanted to hear.
See, before my reign, it was the same old same,
To the ba with the ba, that street-talk game,
So if you ever, let me make this clear,
If you ever think that we`re steppin` out of here,
You ever think you`re gettin` up, down, around or in,
Huh huh, you better think again, my friend
Because the door is closed and we`re in town
And the only place you can go is dowwwwwwwwwwn!
(Oohweeoohweeoohweeooooooooooooooooooooooohh.
Step, step, step, step, step off.)
[Cowboy]
Well, I`m Kieth Cowboy and you`re my cow,
So what you MC`s gonna do now?
It`s gonna be a slaughter and here`s my plan.
You won`t even get bread and water, my man.
Gonna put you on the racks like a pair of slacks
With another wack rapper tied to your back,
And if you wanna hang yourself out to dry,
It`s te beautiful round-up in the sky.
I`m the carry-out kid when my trigger`s in cock.
I`ll be carryin` out bodies stiff as a rock.
Carryin` out a million dollars in my pockets and hand,
But I carry out orders from no man,
`Cause anything you wanna do, I already did.
You used to see me rock the house when you was a kid,
But in my MC school, my class is packed
And tricks are for kids so I left your ass back.
The bow-legged brother, there`ll never be another.
I buy a mansion for my mother.
The 24/7, the Kool-Aid smile,
Say, Hey, crack a lemon and look at my pile.
(Repeat chorus)
[Verse 2: Scorpio]
Come on.
Now you know just who I am
And what I do because I`m in demand,
Because I look good.
Do you hear, my man?
And if you can`t take that, you chump your old hand.
One girl at a time get an MC
So how could you think that you rank with me?
If you only did your homework, you would surely find
When Scorp` get girls, they all be fine
And the only girl that you could take of mine
Is the one that I left way behind
And plus you`re cheap, you`re petty, your music is trash.
You need to go to the bank and get some cash
Because talkin` don`t pay, you`re driftin` away.
When I see you on the stage, I`m-a blow you away.
You`re right.
There is no diff between me and you
Except I look good and you look through.
Take that.
(Repeat last two lines of chorus)
[Verse 3: Melle Mel]
Little pieces of a dream is all you mean
Since the day you stepped into the MC scene.
Bitin` your moves, takin` fake awards,
Sayin` everyone else is perpetratin` the frauds,
But you`re nothin` but a clone of a flesh and bone.
Now you`re tryin` to play gone on the microphone,
But I tell you `bout a night and you know I`m right
When you listen to us rockin` to the broad daylight,
And then you looked in the sky and you started to cuss,
But then you prayed to God that you could be like us.
Then God was great and God was true
And he tried to show you how to be like you,
But you still didn`t get where you wanted to go
When you gathered in a group and got your own show
`Cause without the source, the force won`t survive.
