Family Rap

[Verse 1: Mike C & Toney Tone]
A Mike C, Toney Tone!
Let's do it!
Rock-rock y'all
Don't stop
Keep on to the break of dawn
Say skip it in, then skip it out
We're gonna turn it out, without a doubt
We're gonna rock you high, rock you low
Rock to the rhythm, 'til your time to go
Just kick off your shoes and relax your feet
Freak to the rhythm of the sure-shot beat
Go on and on and on-on and on
Like hot butter on top of popcorn
You go on and around and upside down
And come and check out the groove to the Family sound
Rock that y'all and ya don't stop
Then ya hippie-dip-a-hop-a-hop-hop-a-dabbie-dabbie-dabbie-give-a-hop-the-hop-hop-a-hop
To the punk rock, rock on
And let's party to boogie of the rhythm y'all
A Mike C hoo! My mellow! (To the)
What it look like, when you rock the mic
To the b-to the b-the b-b-the b-the b-the b-the b-the b-b-b-beat
The b-the b-the b-the beat-beat
To the Family that makes you wanna freak
You see I'm the Mike C and I'm number one
Because ladies call on me when they wanna have fun
The taste of the bass with the bass in your face
See the Family gonna rock the whole place
You don't stop
Keep on
Shock the house and come on out
Uh, you go on and on-on and on and on
Because the beat don't stop 'til everybody's gone
You blow up the spot until the break of dawn
Like a hot butter on, say what, the popcorn
Go 2-6-9, Toney Tone got behind
The microphone and then ran down the line
The vibe was on like popcorn
And I was rockin' to the rhythm to the break of dawn
Check it out y'all, it don't stop
Keep on, shock the house, y'all
There was five emcees knockin' at my door
Toney Tone kicked it then there was four
There was four emcees tryna be like me
A Mike C kicked, and then there was three
There was three emcees down in the crew
Oh what to do, and now there's two
I rocked two emcees that tryin' to have fun
Rock to the rhythm, 'cause we're number one
And you don't stop
Keep on, rock the house, yo, it don't stop
Toney Tone, my mellow
Come and get some, 'cause you're number one

[Verse 2: Toney Tone]
And I hear ya, and I hear ya
So freak to the east, freak to the west
Freak to the rhythm with the utmost finesse
Freak to the rhythm and you freak real good
Just freak to the rhythm like you know you should
'Cause the game is over, no time to play
We're here to rock you hard like the other day
And stack ya and rack ya cause we're here to stay
And boogie-boogie-boogie til their hair turns gray
'Cause to the party-party-party that's here tonight
We're gonna rock to the rhythm 'cause we're out of sight
Toney Tone and Mike C, rock the beat
Young ladies for you and me
Check it out y'all, don't stop
Young ladies that seem so very jazzy
Now the words can't explain what you mean to me
Young ladies I like, young ladies galore
Young ladies that I've never ever seen before
Young ladies that do, young ladies that don't
Young ladies that might, young ladies that won't
Young ladies that try, the young ladies, that cry
All the ladies Toney Tone will satisfy
With the sexy smile, young ladies with style
Young ladies that rely on the feminine wiles
Young ladies, their queen, Toney Tone's the king
Toney Tone is in all the ladies' dream
To the other emcees wanna be like me
Learn to hip the hop, rock a funky beat
You see they can't keep the bass of the double beat
But yet they still wanna be like me
They try to beat the best of ability
But I tell 'em like this and I tell 'em the same
Ya see Toney Tone can't play my game
Because I got more spark to end slick game
When I talk to the girls, the girls think I'm dumb
But that's okay, 'cause you all get some
They get to share it, and then they get tax
When they want some more, and just come right back
They hear Toney Tone lays down a serious rap
Because Toney Tone's guaranteed to cause a heart attack
Rock-rock y'all, don't stop
'Cause he's mellow, my man call him superstar
Grandmaster, you know who you are
Mike C hoo! My mellow (Check it out!)
What it look like, when you rock a mic

[Verse 3: Mike C]
Ya see the crippled start dancing and the blind start seeing
The truthful doubt, they start to believe in
They make the guest speaker, get on the turntables
They make you wanna rock whether willing or able
The cut gets alive can't you see what I mean
'Cause he's the Grandmaster Cash, get on the mix machine
So listen what I said cause I'm proving a point
You said the Family uh, like a light of a joint
Go on and on-on and on and on
Toney Tone rock the house until the break of dawn
Check us out y'all, it don't stop
Keep on to the break of dawn
You see I got the bottle, you got the cup
I don't drink, but you can still light up
Cheeba-cheeba y'all
Rock-rock y'all, it don't stop
Keep on to the break of dawn, to the break of dawn, to the break of dawn

[Verse 4: Toney Tone]
So let's dip-dip dive, socialize
Never take a chance just to be alive
We rock the best with the utmost finesse
From the north and the south, the east and west
From the bottom and the top, gonna rock-rock-rock
C'mon everybody don't dare to stop
To the beat y'all, you don't stop
Fly-fly-fly girls that's in the house
C'mon all the girls help me turn it out
To the party-party-party all across the floor
And freak-freak-freak til you can't no more
You clap-clap-clap your hands to the beat (Shock the house!)
Stop-stop-stop, and throw up with your feet
Now you please sing along if you know the song
'Cause I could never-never-never-never-ever be wrong
Little Boy Blue see ya blowin' your horn
My mellow Mike C he could never be wrong
Because we're bad-bad brothers and we're lettin' you know
Tell a sucka-sucka nigga right where to go
While they cut-cut-cut the record to the bone
You hear me rap-rap-rap on the microphone
To the beat y'all and, ya don't stop
Keep on to the break of dawn
Through rain, through sleet through the hail and snow
We got the show called disco
But when the people do the freak to the funky beat
And when they clap their hands and then stomp their feet
To the people of the world, we're tellin' the deal
We're here to represent Manhattanville
Say you clap your hands, and then you do it good
You just freak to the rhythm like you know you should
I see I heard of myself, I said I sound alright
Because Toney Tone do it good
Well it's a natural fact and try to count as a gat (Say what?)
Doin' it like I should (Check it out!)
Well I like the way you walk
And I like the way you talk
Well I like the way you look
A good God almighty you got me hooked
A Mike C, my mellow, you take your turn cause it's your turn to burn

[Verse 5: Mike C]
Well I walk down the street you know it's all the same
'Cause all the fly young ladies keep on callin' my name
But when the first emcee sayin' something to me
I looked for Chuck knowin' for the Family
You go now I lay me down to sleep
And I pray to the Lord my soul to keep
And if I should die for some mistake
Just rock the house for goodness sake
And when I die they'll rest my soul
And then they lay me down in solid gold
And when I go to heaven remember me
And let all the girls know that I'm Mike C...