derek b - bad young brother lyrics
well the first time you heard my voice you were rockin’
to the rhythm. your hands couldn’t stop finger poppin’
to the sound of the drum & b-ss that kicks
when derek b’s on the decks other djs get l!cked
you don’t believe me? well it ain’t no joke
with him behind me i’ll never go broke
because he makes those beats sweeter than honey
we record it, then rake in the money
i got thousands of rhymes inside my mind
i hit the b-tton on recall, their easy to find
at the show my voice booms on the pa
other rappers sh-t their pants – it’s the judgement day
we’re the new crew that’s come from nowhere
the crowd shouts out “thank god they’re here”
we’ll capture your attention like a news flash
and spread our sound like an infectious rash
of def break beats, each & every one
now your woppin & boppin to the tempo on the drum
i knew it wouldn’t be long before you got into it
yo d! what? show ’em how you do it
oh yeah! chief rocker derek b is a bad young brother
oh yeah! chief rocker derek b is a bad young brother
don’t need to do no drugs, i’m on a natural high
the lord’s my shepherd. that is why
i’m odds on favorite to win this rap race
put your money on me boy, it’s gonna be safe
an investment, a long term security
this lp’s like a painting by da vinci
a masterpiece of k!ller cuts & rhymes
my dj derek b (yo!) is my partner in crime
n0body can cut quite like this man
tears the roof off of single jam
sucker djs run trying to escape
but the damage is done. it’s just too late
all homeboys like def beats, hard breaks
and cuts that rumble like earthquakes
fly girls scream, then they holler
we get paid in pounds, not in dollars
for our fast rhymes and old beats
you know we’re london’s finest kings of the street
now that i know that cha all into it
yo d! (yeah?) show ’em how you do it
(alright)
oh yeah! chief rocker derek b is a bad young brother
oh yeah! chief rocker derek b is a bad young brother
oh yeah! chief rocker derek b is a bad young brother
oh yeah! chief rocker derek b is a bad young brother
put the needle to the groove that’ll make you move
with cuts like a razor – some rough, some smooth
rap’s next generation – a 90’s beat boy
i ain’t no imitation. i’m the real mccoy
comin to ya live & directly
i got honors, masters, phd
& a n0ble peace prize for my rap
and derek b’s got a grammy award for his scratch
we dress all in black. never, ever touch crack
we wear fresh, fly adidas. not nike – they wak!
black 501’s, versace leather jacket
when we do any jams we always pack it
like royalty, we’ll be around forever
like lennon & mccartney, we’re perfect together
like an 808 b-ss drum we sound real good
the beat keeps droppin, the way it should
the 1200’s are spinnin. my manager’s grinnin
my mum’s so proud of me now that i am winnin
and i know that you’re well into it
yo d! what? show ’em how you do it
(sweet)
oh yeah! chief rocker derek b is a bad young brother
bust the beat!
oh yeah! chief rocker derek b is a bad young brother
oh yeah! chief rocker derek b is a bad young brother
bust the beat!
oh yeah! chief rocker derek b is a bad young brother
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