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tavasco & the millionaires - rude boys lyrics

[intro]
we’re the two mcs and we’re on the go
we’re gonna rock this beat in stereo
yo gene, what’s up man?
hey man, it ain’t nothin’ much man, what’s happenin’?
jimmy rude, let the people know where you’re from, what you’re about, what you do
alright man
you’re rude
alright

[verse 1]
well i’m one mc, you see i’m on the go
i’m gonna rock this mic in stereo
i’m eugene jackson and i’m havin’ fun
i’m known by the rude boys rapper number one
i’m one bad brother that you better bеlieve
i go to jackson state univеrsity
the only reason why i came to college
it was to gain me a little more knowledge
i’m majoring in computer science
to give me a little more self+reliance
’cause college is sweet and college is nice
is what i would call a paradise
they got women over here, women over there
women all around and everywhere
but nothin’ there is gonna bother me
i’m gonna stick it out ’til i get a degree
i’m a penetrating, elegant, perpetual, intelligent
evidently capable, almost indestructible
intoxicating, never [late?]
i’m rockin’ to the chilly beat
doubtless, infinite, hypnotizing, competent
rockin’ mc that’s live
well, i’m a rockin’ mc that’s rude
i said a+melvin melvin what’s on your mind
could it be nother+nother mc rhyme?
[verse 2]
i was born in c city in ’65
i was a bad little sucker, didn’t take no jive
my mama kicked my b+tt, she made me go to school
she made me learn the golden rule
i moved to the motor city of detroit
there i played with my freak+a+zoid
was a party over here, a party over there
i partied ’round the city everywhere
i hopped on my ship and i went to mars
it’s a big, fat planet beyond the stars
i hopped off my ship, i looked around
there was green people standing on the ground
i say “hey, green dude, what you see in me
teach me how to rap so viciously”
he taught me how to rap, he taught me how to rhyme
he taught me how to do it right on time
after three months of rapping strong
i hopped on my ship and i headed home
now rapping to you on the microphone
i’m gonna rap down to ya ’til the cows come home
see, i rapped in england, i rapped in france
i rapped in paris, made the queen dance
i rapped with the rude boys, don’t you know
next, will be a rappin’ on radio
yo, rude (yoo!)
yo, rude (yoooo!)
[verse 3]
i got the r for the rude way i say my rhymes
i got the u for my universal mind
got the d for the dollars that i have in my pocket
the e for the energy i stick in your socket
’cause i’m rude… so rude
well alright
as you know, i’m cool gene
i’m an international rapping machine
i’m a cold+blooded brother with style and class
there’s not one test that i can’t pass
spent my high school years in west germany
and that place gave me a lot of memories
there was a lot of hip+hoppers and east coast rockers
it taught me to do be a never+stopper
i never stop ’cause when you’re on the microphone
rockin’ a party all night long
i would steal the show ’cause i was on the go
when you heard my voice you know i was a pro
from the north to the south, the east and the west
everybody knows that i’m the freshest
if you’re an mc and you think you’re bad
don’t mess with me ’cause i’ll make you sad!

[verse 4]
yo, rude (yoo!)
what’s up renfro!
h+llo everybody, how do you do?
this message is straight from me to you
hop off your seat, boogie to the beat
’cause renfro’s rap is so unique
well first of all, let me tell you ’bout me
i’m the coolest mc there’ll ever be
i’m next to none when it comes to fun
and i’ma guaranteed to get the job done
like a dream in your head that came alive
i was born in c city in ’65
like a pecan pie without the crust
my rap is the best that you can trust
see, i came to your city in a sp+ceship
to put the boogie in your body and the dip in your hip
like pancakes without the b+tter
like makin’ love without the trouble
like watchin’ tv and you can’t see
and like bein’ with him and not bein’ with me
like havin’ a car without the gas
like bein’ cool without the class
like tryin’ to rob a train without a gun
like goin’ out, not havin’ fun
like comin’ in second in a two+man race
like et from outer sp+ce
[outro]
yo, rude (yoo!)
this message
this message is for the sucker mcs
sucker mcs, as true as a smile when your heart is full of joy
can’t n0body outrap a cool rude boy
if you’re a crab and you like to grab
don’t reach this way or you’ll be stabbed
don’t bite our ideas or steal our rhymes
or you’ll be left with the undefined
i’m a cool rude boy who’s on the go
i’m gonna rock this mic in stereo!

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