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poor boy rappers - the d.j. rap lyrics

[verse 1]
the dj rap is about kq
gonna rap to the rhythm, show you what we can do
i’m [?], i’m dexter, i’m [?]
we’re rappin’ to the beat to show you where it’s at
rock, rock, rock, rock, rock just don’t stop
the dj rap is gonna make you hop
we’re here to give you a royal rap
of kq djs ’cause you like it like that
joe bailey, ed hamlin and bill latour
terry walker, steve smith and sl!ck rick nunn
mike reynolds so suave and he’s debonair
he makes your ears listen when he’s on the air
randy bebop he’s cool and he’s caring
he likes all the women no matter what they’re wearing
alex barrea, he’s one of a kind
he jams all the tunes to shock rock your mind

[verse 2]
now early in the morning when the sun first rise
joe bailey gets up and get all the way live
at 6 am he says “time to go”
then he tells all you folks “turn on your radios”
and you open your eyes and you scratch your head
turn on your radio and get out your bed
i’m here to play music, it’s tons of fun
and when i get on the mic i’m second to none
i’m the [?], i’m on kq
1060 on the dial, the station for you
well tell me some more about this [?]
because i really wanna know all that i can
well he’s six-foot-one, really tons of fun
rappin’ joe bailey, your number one
young people, old people, short or tall
and when joe’s on the mic he satisfies all
well the clock says 10 and it’s time to go
but don’t touch that dial on your radio
’cause tomorrow in the morning from 6 to 10
we’re gonna get on the mic and rock you again
joe bailey is the man that’ll make you bump
and next on the mic is the amb-ssador of funk

c’mon, yeah
rock it out

[verse 3]
the amb-ssador of funk is here to take you for a ride
gets you in the groove, makes it cool outside
getting ready to blast off so you better climb aboard
when he gets in the air, he’s gonna give you a reward
that rhythm and rock, pop, funk and the blues
that funky sensation seems to get in your shoes
he’s one of a kind, likes to take his time
jam the rhythm of the city to relax your mind
’cause i was coming from work, i was on a lunch break
me and my wife wanted to have some steak
ed hamlin was stompin’, playin’ all the live tunes
i said “music like this on a mid-afternoon?”
the beat that was stompin’ made me want to sing aloud
that’s when my partner cut the volume up and played it real proud
we drove to the restaurant really thumpin’ the beat
when my partner hollered, “aw, man, forget that meat
why don’t we go to the mall and pick up some earphones?
i need a beat like this to make my day go on”
so we got the earphones, stopped at the fast food
when i made it back to work i was in the right mood
as i walked in the door, everybody looked amazed
when i p-ssed the secretary she just stared in a daze
she said “i know you’re not going to work looking like that”
i said “kq, baby, is where it’s at”

ho! ho!
rock it
ha ha
rock it out

[verse 4]
a little after 2 on a friday afternoon
kickin’ back in my bed just listening to rick nunn
he had me pattin’ my feet together, rockin’ my head
rollin’ over on my tummy and dancin’ in my bed
as 6 o’clock came he was jammin’ to the beat
when a vision crossed my mind about jumpin’ to my feet
i heard him talkin’ to everybody about what was going on this week
they want a sl!ck rick song, dedicated to the freaks!
so all the girls everywhere will turn their radios loud
and sl!ck rick, rick nunn what you talkin’ about?
now when the music starts to rockin’ and the phone begin to ring
and all the girls from everywhere said “play it again!”
then the instant replays immediately on the air
then they go rockin’ away like they just don’t care
he was playin’ the latest sounds of 1982
jammin’ all of the beats that they wanted him to
he started into his set with tell me no lies
and the last one he played it was all the way live
don’t quite remember the words but the song i think i can
it was get down dedicated to the mad man

ho! ho!

[verse 5]
well i’m back on the mic to tell you a story
about another dj who gets all the glory
the mad man is here, and there is no doubt
and when he gets on the mic he’ll make you shout
from 7 to 12 he rocks the whole valley
after the show he really is a cool cat
and when he’s on the turntable and he starts to spin
then the people call him over and say “play it again”
he says “sure, i’ll play the song if you wait ’til next hour
just listen with your ears and turn on the power”
eight o’clock had came, an hour and a half had p-ssed
turn up the music and really start to blast
i am the mad man men want to be
all the ladies out there see me as a dream
while the clock strikes 12 and it’s time to go
for all the young ladies and all the gigolos
tomorrow night, please have no pity
kq 1060 the rhythm of the city
everybody, everybody, everybody
check him out!

[verse 6]
if there’s a sl!ck dj in this here town
when he comes to us he just throws it down
coming to you at 12 midnight
dedicated to the freaks, give ’em what they like (huh!)
the soul of the valley, the master man
if he can’t jam the box then n0body can
he’s mike (mike!) delight and ignite
gets on the turntable and shows he’s right
i was ridin’ in my car, turned on my stereo
checkin’ out kq, had my system down low
as i turned the music up it seemed to put me in a trance
the rhythm coming out that box seemed to make me wanna dance
not the ringin’ of the treble, the thump of the b-ss
when the keyboards came in, it terrorized the whole place
i was rockin’ my head, started swervin’ in my lane
see, the soul of the valley had me going insane
as one beat would go out, another beat would come on
you see he didn’t start jammin’ ’til he played this song
(hey hey!) i’m just a broken-down dj
(hey hey!) girl, can you hear what i say?
(hey hey!) if you listen to the lyrics of my music
(hey hey!) i’m gonna show you the way
get up, get down, no time to play around
kq is on the air, no time for sittin’ down
kq is the rock, the soul and the power
they play your favorite hits for 24 hours
everybody throw down, do what you gotta
kq’s own city is phoenix, arizona
we’re the poor boy rappers and we’re here to say
everybody check out your local dj!

[verse 7]
on a sunday morning around 6 o’clock
i turned on my box and just started to rock
with the beat that was thumpin’ i knew [?] disco
i knew right away it was the steve smith show!
and when he rocks the mic you know he rocks the mic
he’s gonna jam the box until 12 midnight
gets you in the groove, makes your adrenaline slow
hey steve smith (yeah!) won’t you give me some more?
so give you some more is exactly what he do
gonna jam to the beat with the rhythm so true
you know steve smith (yeah, he’s the boss!)
and when he comes on the air he’s sure to get off
he’s the main man in kq’s band
works hard to be number one in demand
he’s the king of the crop, tells you what it’s all about
like the story he told me about randy bebop
kq’s number one when it’s on the air
no other station around here just don’t compare
kq’s been around for quite a long while
turn on your radio, 1060 on the dial!

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