[Intro]
Crowd around, everybody
And, everybody, crowd around while I count if off
One, two
Three, party people, check this out
[Verse 1]
Here we go
You know, you know, I came to rock
When my legs start to shake, my head starts to rock
The mic almost stopped, but I catch it quick
And from that point, we get hectic
Now, ask all the ladies, ask all the boys
I am the one and only art of noise
With a— here and a— here
Everywhere
I'm the human beatbox known as Doug Fresh
And I go for more and not for less
Say my rhymes are good as gold in a treasure chest
And the way I rock, people think I'm fresh
And if by now you haven't guessed
I'm the human beatbox soloist
Doug Fresh, the people can't resist
And they love it when I just go like this
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 2]
I'ma tell you how it happened not long ago
Me and Chill Will had to do a show
Had to think of something different, something kinda new
Something that'll get attention, no one else can do
The control is mastered by only a few
With sounds from my mouth, I can move your shoes
Hold up, don't leave, I'm not yet through
Just check out what I'm about to do, c'mon
[Instrumental Break]
[Interlude]
Yo, break it down
The beatbox is something I'll always perfect
I'll make you ask, "Is it live, or is it Memorex?
Or is it Maxell? Or TDK?"
'Cause you'll never again hear it quite this way
[Instrumental Break]
[Verse 3]
The schooler, the ruler, no one cooler
The brother, the lover, don't believe me? Ask your mother
Say a fresh rhyme from now 'til next summer
While I'll get fresher, MCs'll get dumber
Very outspoken and never caught smoking
Never hopped a train 'cause I keep me a token
Standing out like a light at night
'Cause I'm like in search of fire, I do things right
I'm Doug Fresh, y'all, and I'm the best, y'all
And I'm known to rock the rest
And you gotta keep on to the break of dawn
And everybody know my rap just got to be strong
And young ladies, stay with me
And try not to ever forget me
And homeboy, you got static? Come get me
And not a loss, I hope she pick me
Now I'm the MC hater, no one greater
Number one and upon the crossfader
Add and subtract just like a calculator
Barry B known as the creator
Diss any MC that is a traitor
Biting my rhymes just like an alligator
You eat some now, you save some for later
It gets me hot just like a radiator
And I am deeper than your refrigerator
I'm gonna home and watch my Beta
And max, and just relax
And just chill will my girl and watch hot tracks
'Cause I rap to music or a capell-o
Know with all the ladies as a real cool fellow
Superman of bass, super girls are cellos
Skin tone too brown to be a high yellow
Voice range up, but not a falsetto
Not too loud and not too mellow
To all the young ladies, I'd like to say hello
To you, and without further ado
Just listen to the song, 'cause the words are true, c'mon
[Instrumental Outro]
The Original Human Beat Box was written by Doug E. Fresh.
The Original Human Beat Box was produced by Vincent Davis.
Doug E. Fresh released The Original Human Beat Box on Sun Jan 01 1984.