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            Freestyler
            Other Emcees
            Sky's the limit
            Stir up the bass
            1, 2, 3, 4
            Rocking just to make ya move
            Rock, rocking tha spot
            Fashion Styley
            In Stereo
            Spoken world
            Uprocking beats
            B-Boys & Flygirls
 
 

       Freestyler

       freestyler...rock the microphone
       straight from the top of my dome
       carry on with the freestyler

       i gotz to hmmm, to throw on
       and go on, you know i gotz to flow on
       selectors on ya radio play us
       cos' we're friendly for ozone
       but that's not all so hold on
       tight, as i rock the mic right
       oh.. excuse me, pardon
       as i syncronize with the analyzed
       upcomin' vibes the session,
       let there be a lession, question
       you carry protection
       or will your heart go on
       like celine dion - karma chamelion

       yeaah, straight from the top of my dome
       as i rock, rock, rock, rock, rock the microphone

       (scratch)
       hit me!

       styles, steelos, we bring many kilos
       so you could pick yours, from the various
       ambitious, nutrious, delicious, delirious
       or vicious, just tell us
       we deliver anything from accappellas
       to best sellers, suckers get jealous
       but their soft like marshmellows
       you know they can't handle us
       like debbie does dallas
       yeah, we come scandalous so who tha fuck
       is alice, is she from buckinham palace?

       yeaah, straight from the top of my dome
       as i rock, rock, rock, rock, rock the microphone

       (scratch)
       hit me!
 
 
 

       Other Emcees

       this _____ of security reaching out for the
       bomfunk mc's, dj gismo and b.o.w
       they've been spotted at f.k.
       i repeat:
       surround the area
       code 10-5, code 10-5
       surround the area now!

       other emcees can't swing with us
       'coz we are the crew that's rocking non-stop
       we shake you off like electric shock
       'coz we are the crew that's rocking non-stop
       and we gotta funky song
       so come on, baby, sing along

       keepin' it thrilled, never coming out cheap
       locked the door down just like kool keith,
       got mad bull, got the highest feet,
       but the media bowl, it's just we can swing

       rock with they honeys and roll with the creeps,
       only sucker punks get treated like leech
       down with the bomfunk you have to quarantee
       that we rock the crowd so viciously

       other emcees can't swing with us
       'coz we are the crew that's rocking non-stop
       we shake you off like electric shock
       'coz we are the crew that's rocking non-stop
       and we gotta funky song
       so come on, baby, sing along

       Giz is the Wiz behind the dopest beats
       chuckin' while I'm rockin' to all you party peeps
       up flying all time but breaks are all we need
       so once again have you been boomin' in your Jeeps

       balling, calling for all ya funky freaks
       like it or not, this is how we proceed
       roll the Rizla got some leftover leaves
       light it up, huff and puff and just ease
       take a ride and watch the honeys
       ________ therapy
       got what it takes, see i got the necessary
       ingredients to rock the house, very

       Unique with the style, skills and techniques
       not just momentarily but week after week
       down with the bomfunk you have to guarantee
       that we rock the crowd, so viciously

       other emcees can't swing with us
       'coz we are the crew that's rocking non-stop
       we shake you off like electric shock
       'coz we are the crew that's rocking non-stop
       and we gotta funky song
       so come on, baby, sing along

       rock the crowd
       rock the crowd
       rock the crowd so viciously
       i'm the sure shot, master of the ceremony
       yeah we rock the crowd
 
 
 

       sky's the limit

       sky's the limit and you know that you keep on,
       just keep on pressing on (?)

       radical ones, jump over the eye
       to tell me about my roots and talking you behind
       they'll wanna call new testers each and every time
       but you stand on the edge
       it's my favourite waste of time
       create something new hypocrites must get back
       cause what we come together it's atomic attack
       so let it be known for each and everyone
       sky's the limit, and we've only just begun

       sky's the limit and you know that you keep on,
       just keep on pressing on (?)

       from all of the chances in a world
       you gave me this one which is the most yearn
       i appreciate the trust but when'd you concern
       that when we get together we might get burned

       i know we storm the stage, and you rock the spot
       but some might say this is not rock
       so what you've got in store for the radical ones?
       explain yourself - mr.bomfunk

       sky's the limit and you know that you keep on,
       just keep on pressing on (?)

       to create something new hypocrites must get back
       'cause what we come together is atomic attack
       so let it be known for each and everyone
       sky's the limit, and we've only just begun

       sky's the limit and you know that you keep on,
       just keep on pressing on (?)
 
 
 
 

       stir up the bass

       stir up the bass with the accelerator
       stir up the bass when the way you're comin' later
       stir up the bass, the bomfunk creator
       stir up the bass when the way you're comin' later

       boom-boom with the accelerator
       boom-boom when the way you're comin' later
       boom-boom the bomfunk creator
       boom-boom when the way you're comin' later
 
 
 

       1, 2, 3, 4

       mr. bu-bu back, back in the place
       so hook up with the groove the fat, fat bass
       Rougher than rough on the richter scale
       _______ in hell
       high way, our way hip-hop hurrey
       say what for what, what the (ah) you say
       old school, so you know i don't play
       knock 'em out the box just like sugar ray

       you don't like it? so what, i don't care
       i wanna battle but it's not a fair play
       i've got million styles, baby, baby
       schizophrenic? no! definately! maybe!
       you got static, the company tells me
       automatic is the key behind the game, see
       but even if they'd know i'd still be
       the sure shot, master of the ceremony

       1 & 2 & 3 & 4
       c'mon, c'mon what'cha waiting for?
       let me know if you want some more!
       bomfunk mc's gotta rhyme galore
       1 & 2 & 3 & 4
       c'mon, c'mon what'cha waiting for?
       let me know if you want some more!
       bomfunk mc's gonna rhyme galore

       flow, flow, flowin' once again
       mr. funky rhyme throwing down so good. it's bad!
       like a like a like a __________
       so now you gots to get with an audio no new
       chapter
       you trapped to the track, you want more?
       oh, shit! i got you knockin' on my door
       beam me up, beam me up, beam me up, Scottie
       or i might get naughty and funk that body

       ah! ah! ah! holy hottie
       groupies, they're down with everybody!

       1 & 2 & 3 & 4

       c'mon, c'mon what'cha waiting for?
       let me know if you want some more!
       bomfunk mc's gotta rhyme galore
       1 & 2 & 3 & 4
       c'mon, c'mon what'cha waiting for?
       let me know if you want some more!
       bomfunk mc's gotta rhyme galore

       i'm like mad scientist on new territory
       so never explore there, you just hear stories
       homies surround the rough lyrical-terrorist
       the b to the o, the w is
       in any old bad-ass mc contest
       this is only scratch, so you know we come fresh

       1 & 2 & 3 & 4
 
 
 
 

       rocking, just to make ya move

       rocking just to make ya move

       that's how it goes, symbiose
       for those who are down
       nuff respect to the Pioneers
       who brought us the sound
       we still keep rocking on and on
       to the break of day
       stay feeling good like you know you should
       let me hear you say

       we came to rock the party
       so come on everybody
       pull up to the bumper baby
       groove with the bumps that make you crazy
       this is how we do the do
       rocking just to make ya move
       so pull up to the bumper baby
       groove with the bumps that make you crazy

       fanatic,
       we'll______it,
       cos' to have it,
       that B-Boy style
       tremendous,
       eventious,
       you'll see us
       on a mission worldwide

       rocking, just to make ya move

       crowd of people gymmin' and jam
       ready to get real loose
       sound selector behind the set
       hit tha turbo boost
       we want the action, satisfaction
       reached to the max
       with funky breaks, boogie down grooves
       dudes with kangol hats

       rocking, just to make ya move
 
 
 

       rock, rocking tha spot

       right about now,
       in this place to be
       most definitely
       the bomfunk mc's dropping the bomb!

       Whole lotta soul as he cuts it up
       rock, rock and roll as he cuts it up
       cutmaster king with hardcore cuts
       makin' it rough, rock, rocking tha spot
       cool evidently as he cuts it up
       break, breakin' funk as he cuts it up
       wounded heart with the b-boys drop
       dropping the bomb
       rock, rocking tha spot

       watch behind move as he cuts it up
       delivering the groove as he cuts it up
       transforming the shit to the beat that rocks
       bad meaning, bad meaning, don't stop!
       you know you're itchy when he cuts it up
       place get wet as he cuts it up
       pure madness on wheels, throw 'em up, throw 'em up
       go, gismo, go, let me see what you're made of!

       hear me out now 'cause mic I will rock
       you can't say I'm not 'cause the mic i'll rock
       Bom bom! U feel lick a shot then u feel lick a
       shot
       This a DJ, about to mash it up
       Bom bom! U feel lick a shot then u feel lick a
       shot
       Bom bom! U feel lick a shot then u feel lick a
       shot
       Bom bom! U feel lick a shot then u feel lick a
       shot
       This a DJ, about to mash it up

       fuck me! rocking tha spot! what?
       fuck me! take me to the top! what?
       fuck me! throw map! what? what?
       doing the do 'cause the mic i'll rock. what?

       hear me out now 'cause the mic I will rock
       you can't say I'm not 'cause the mic i'll rock

       Bom bom! U feel lick a shot then u feel lick a
       shot
       This a DJ, about to mash it up

       blowin' the roof off 'cause the mic I'll rock
       got a rocket in my pocket 'cause the mic I'll
       rock
       in the way to stars for the future shock
       b.o.w. rock, rocking tha spot

       watch behind move as he cuts it up
       delivering the groove as he cuts it up
       transforming the shit to the beat that rocks
       bad meaning, bad meaning, don't stop!
       you know you're itchy when he cuts it up
       place go wet as she cuts it up
       pure madness on wheels, throw'em up, throw'em
       up!
       go, gismo, go, let me see what you're made of!
 
 
 

       fashion styley

       well what you know about people in origin seasonally
       place?
       bomfunk machin' up
       and mr. big comin' up live and direct
       leave mercy, aiey!

       thank you with a rhythm with a fashion styley
       ragga-ragga tips, i'm a dot in a little line

       i come when a wigga-wigga leaves
       bomfunk mc comin' in the house

       what cha make you with the rhythm with the fashion
       styley

       come dada, da super bubu mix come again
       come dada, da me kiss up the junk come again
       come dada, da ___________ music come again, come again,
       come again
       come dada, da super bubu mix come again
       come dada, da me kiss up junk come again
       come dada, the bomfunk mc's come again
       come dada, _____, what am I?, what am I?
       thank you with the rhythm with a fashion styley

       i'm a do a little song with mr. bu bu
       girlies lose their minds to go oo oo
       we won't be too shy like catch a coo coo
       we're going to stand like Desmond Tutu
       i came in too tight in a voodoo
       when we rock the mic, you wish you could too
       we blow the roof off to Timbuktu
       some bitches call as dogs, we go boo
 
 
 

       in stereo

       when i listen to my stereo,
       all i hear is a funky flow
       it really makes me loose control
       bomfunk mc's in stereo, in stereo, in stereo

       but how right?

       cannot hide it, can't deny it
       it's so obvious you hope to hide it
       like a pilot you get a mic
       boombox blasting like a siren
       raw, you're a mighty lion
       raw, when pumping the iron
       raw, one million strong
       raw, turn it up, come on!
       but how right?

       star supremo, with the ill flow
       got you yearning, turning reckless
       you don't understand but you still wanna check
       this
       one to two, to two to one techniques
       bustin' the funk
       freakin' the funk
       eatin' the funk
       makin' it funk
       loving the funk
       fallin' to funk
       yeeah, so what's up punk?

       But how right?
 
 

       spoken word

       da poetry, by now you should know it's me, the brother
       of word
       giving thanks and praises to so many names and faces
       in different places
       from '84 to '99, it's been a very long time
       since the movement called hip hop arrived to this cold
       country of mine
       seen the old, the new, and now the true skool
       and for once i can say, something has changed
       or is it just me? in the place to be
       hardcore!
       am i about to take it in my face?
       question... where were you at the time of tha fat
       shoelaces
       when the hell was really raised
       huh, i know every face.. writers, breakers, dj's,
       emcees, flygirls
       representing, respecting unwritten laws
       rules, star wars..
       by even though, there's one thing i know, and it's been
       said before
       eliminate the distance,
       It's not where you're from, it's where you're at
       ..mentally..
       da poetry.
       nuff love, peace and respect. come correct
       you gotta pay your dues, if you got something to prove
       it is a competition, 'coz the business side can't see
       the mission
       a.k.a the b-boy vision(/wisdom)
       2000 and still counting...

       (after the phone rings:)

       Yo, it's S U C K S
       and I gotta run but come for the bomfunk crew
       so you'd better listen if you don't wanna be missing
       the perfect combination on the mission to rock
       the dancefloor
       to hit you right where it hurts
       I'll leave you begging for more
       like roger, but this is not a story of a rabbit
       gismo and b.o.w just got a habit
       of speeding up your heartbeat
       holding you no doubt yo bomfunk mc's do it to
       the crowd
       what up looking good catch me cooking food
 
 
 

       allright.. now great thanks go to:

       ilkka 'iLe' Havia, Cesa,
       DJ Da_Boz, DJ Henkka,
       Toni Tampio, Eagle Sisters, Flash,
       Bushmaster, Tuomas Palmroos,
       BadFish, alexandra (=moon),
       Virpi söyrinki, Rodi,
       Pauli Rikala, Natja Kuvonen,
       Janne Jänkälä, Disa Vellonen,
       Jani Ikävalko, Juri Kuznetsov,
       Somefly, WilliE, Rexxie,
       Jyri Pukkila, Spoiler
       and myself :)
 
 
 

       Uprocking Beats

       Uprockin' floordroppin', spinnin' and glidin'
       windmill combinding, 1999('in)

       And on top of it all, the boldest freeze
       now come on partypeople let me hear you scream!

       Uprockin' floordroppin', spinnin' and glidin'
       windmill combinding, 1999('in)

       And that caused tha rock's a with the superbadd
       x-trialado, say what?
       A with the humanbeatbox.

       Uprockin' floordroppin', spinnin' and glidin'
       windmill combinding, 1999('in)
 
 
 
 

       B-Boys & Flygirls

       B-Boys Flygirls throw your hands in the air.
       Aah yeah, like you just don't care.

       Old skool sounds, come down blastin'
       all the homies in the house, you know they be maxin'
       Coolin' out with style-like back in the days
       Representin' the skills, puttin' suckers in their
       place

       Funky fresh-with the most finest
       DJ cuttin' records, so u could impress
       All the flygirls, yeah-the sexy ladies
       See, ain't no doubt about what's happening later

       B-Boys Flygirls throw your hands in the air.
       Aah yeah, like you just don't care.

       Two turntables and a microphone
       That's all we need to rock on the show
       Bam, bam, bam-are you ready for yes-yes-yal('in)
       Get your funky ass up-this is tha last calling

       Funky fresh-with the most finest
       DJ cuttin' records, so u could impress
       All the flygirls, yeah-the sexy ladies
       See, ain't no doubt about what's happening later

       B-Boys Flygirls throw your hands in the air.
       Aah yeah, like you just don't care.