Are You Wit Me

I'm gonna rock for you, you gonna rock for me
It's the V-A-M-P

Huh!
Vann, are you with me?
Chocollo Rock, are you with me?
Marquis, are you with me?
[?] Divine, are you with me?
And Ronnie Love, are you with me?
Butchy T, are you with me?
And Groovy Lou, are you with me?
Play Hard, are you with me?

Kick off your shoes, relax your feet
Spank your bad body to the Bazerk beat
Me, Bazerk, about ready to rock
To make you tick, tick like a clock
Wind you up because I know I could
Plus I'm twice as nice and twice as good
Fly ladies, in my neighborhood
You see, I'm doing it like I should
Fly ladies go down and get to the Woody
Yes, yes, y'all, to the beat y'all
You see, when I was the age of one
My papa gave me my very first gun
When I was the age of two
I was putting out records with the Party Hard Crew
When I was the age of three
Could no MC mess with me
When I was the age of four
I was getting more drawers than I bargained for
When I was the age of five
I was out there talking that fly guy jive
When I was the age of six
I had fly girls out there pulling tricks
When I was the age of seven
I shocked the house for my main man Kevin
When I was the age of eight
I wouldn't hesitate to keep a freak straight
When I was the age of nine
I had fly girls out there standing in line
Just to give me a piece of behind
Yes, yes, y'all, to the beat y'all
See, when I was the age of ten
I went around the world and I'm back again
So come alive, sucka-suckers
And don't stop, keep on
I got 3-6-4 fly girls at my door
Knock knock, who is it? she's back for more
I opened up the door, I let them inside
Right away I caught a big surprise
That my nature, huh, began to rise
So, let's shake, and dance
Because the music of Bazerk, the music of the band
The music of the [?] will put you in a trance
Yes, yes, y'all, to the beat y'all
Keep on, to the break of dawn
You go dippy-dippy-dive, so-socialize
The freak [?] close, make your nature rise
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
You know you don't eat no whitebread crust
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
And if you mess with the band, you gotta mess with us
So come alive, no jive, y'all
And to the beat, y'all, keep on
I got a Rolls-Royce, painted white
I rock six young ladies each and every night
I'm wearing diamond rings that's outta sight
I got a bad girl to keep me right
I'm throwing down, to rock the house, y'all
Keep on, y'all, and to the beat, y'all
Well, I was walking down the street trying to find my way
When I thought about the illing happened yesterday
I got a girl, [?] lovely light
But if I see her with a sucker, I'mma snuff her with my right
Safe sex, girl, or rated X, girl
Bazerk, and I'll make, make your mind swirl
Well, I am the sure-shocker, the body-rocker
The earthquaking, the disco-shaking
The bell-ringing, the morning-singing
The crowd-pleaser, the women-teaser
I'm the baby-making, [?] shaking
The [?] walker, the midnight-stalker
I'm the image for the ladies of a sweet-talker
The nature-riser, the hypnotizer
The [?] maker, the booty-shaker
The mind-blower, the philly-roller
I'm the king of disaster, no one cuts faster
The cut creator, most definitely greater
Young ladies, huh, I see you later
Five thousand

Yo, this one goes out to my man Ron D
This one goes out to my man Pee-Wee
This one goes out to my man Chocollo Rock
Goes out to my man Marquis, [?] Divine, yo, 1983, back in the days, we're in here, know what I'm saying? five thousand, yeah, [?] crazy shout-out to my man Groovy Lou and Butchy T, yo, check it out!

Freeport, are you with me?
Lakeview, are you with me?
Roosevelt, are you with me?
Hempstead, are you with me?
CI, are you with me?
Malverne, are you with me?
Uniondale, are you with me?
Baldwin, are you with me?
Manhattan, are you with me?
Brooklyn, are you with me?
Queens, are you with me?
The Bronx, are you with me?
Long Island, are you with me?
Peace!