The Truth

Rap is our way of life
That's why we do what we like
Born to rock the mic
Like E F Hutton
So don't say nothin'
Just listen

[Scorpio]
Yo, yo, I am the man called Scorpio
The one that's seen and never heard
But, all my sons just running their mouth
So, it's time for daddy to speak his words
You see, the biggest problem about all the MCs
Is I look good and they are ugly
While they always gettin' together saying I'm not cool
Their girls are out being my fools
'Cause I'm the first attractive exotic male
To walk around town with beads in his hair
To be stopped on the street by the people I meet
Saying "Where you get your beads, 'cause you look so sweet?"
Hey, for any fellas that think I'm gay
I pull five girls right in your face
I'm not saying that I'm the playboy king
'Cause I didn't make it up but I made it swing
I spend more on spice than I do on clothes
So how could they front that they got gusto
They just barely make enough for a gram of blow
To start hoping and praying for their next show
But a brother like me, could rock it all day
I'm much smarter than that, in my own way
And you know what I'm saying is an actual fact
'Cause my Mercedes outside, where there's at?

(Born to rock the house!)

[Cowboy]
Hey, check me out while I roll my game
There's not another MC can make me feel shame
My name is Cowboy, not given no slack
I'm like 4-5-6, better known as headcrack
I've been rocking that party eight years of my life
Got shot with a gun and stabbed with a knife
Had to pay my dues, had to learn the rules
Had to separate the smart from all the fools
People talk behind my back and never to my face
But they make a clear path when I step in the place
I can make them clap their and hands and stomp their feet
Make 'em party to the rhythm seven days a week
Make 'em shiver and shake, just like a earthquake
Make the people dance, without a mistake
I can cruise around the world, all accross the nation
Get a big kick out of crowd participation
Make them hip to the hop and all that stuff
'Cause the other MCs know I'm just too much
My eyes are brown, my legs are bowed
I can tell a MC right where to go
I can get a young lady with the wave of my hand
I can stretch out long like a rubber band
Saying one for the treble and two for the bass
'Cause I'm Cowboy, to put a smile on your face

(Born to rock the house!)

[King Lou]
K is for Kool, running through my veins
I got, ice water blood, so I show no shame
Intelligence is next, and that stands for I
Is something you inherit and you cannot buy
N is for night and for armor that shines
Slaying other MCs with vicious style rhymes
And G is for great to describe this man
My name is King Lou, I got a master plan
For the shores of Paris to the streets of Maine
There's a certain reputation I got to maintain
I got to, write the rhymes and say them well
And if I don't do that, I know I've failed
There's a few things I use to get me over
They all fit together like a four-leaf clover
First and most important is originality
You gotta be innovative, versatile as can be
Second on my list, you gotta know how to flake
You got to make the crowd yell, cause a major earthquake
Make 'em stop on the floor and scream for more
From the very first minute that you walk in the door, huh
Movin' right along to the end of the line
You gotta get a fly girl on your devine
Have 'em come to your shows wearin' nice fancy clothes
Looking sharp as a thorn on the stem of the rose

(Born to rock the house!)

[Melle Mel]
Melle Mel is potent, super high-powered
To make other MCs feel devoured
Taught all the MCs, the birds and the bees
But they still can't get your young lady
I'm the legend in leather, the lord of the rhyme
If you can't see that, you must be blind
I always wear black and I always will
'Cause I'm dressing for your funeral, huh
Heads gonna roll and rappers gonna die
And whoever want to battle, I'mma give 'em a try
It ain't no pressure, you know I'm fresher
'Cause I was born to never be lesser
It's more than the record and the show to me
'Cause I came here to set the world free
From around the way, back in the days
We got beat so you can get paid
We made you a job, you two-bit slob
Now you don't have to work, murder, steal or rob
You got a little bit of fame and wealth
Now you think that you did it all by yourself, huh
I am you, but you ain't me
Beause you didn't start rocking 'til '83
Melle Mel is the best that will ever exist
And if I gotta be sucker, suck on this

(Born to rock the house!)

We're born, born, born, born
To rock you, girl
We're born, born, born, born
To rock the world
Ha, ha, ha, ha, huuh