Miami, Florida - March 19, 2010 (12:16am)
I said a hip hop the hippie the hippie to the hip hip hop, a you don’t stop the rock it to the bang bang boogie say up jumped the boogie to the rhythm of the boogie, the beat. Now what you hear is not a test, I’m rappin’ to the beat and me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your feet. See I am wonder Mike and I like to say hello to the black, to the white, the red, and the brown, the purple and yellow but first I gotta bang bang the boogie to the boogie say up jump the boogie to the bang bang boogie, let’s rock, you don’t stop rock the riddle that will make your body rock. Well so far you’ve heard my voice but I brought two friends along and next on the mic is my man Hank come on, Hank, sing that song. Check it out, I’m the C-A-S and the O-V-A and the rest is F-L-Y. Ya see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix and these reasons I’ll tell ya why. Ya see I’m six foot one and I’m tons of fun and I dress to a T. Ya see I got more clothes than Muhammad Ali and I dress so viciously. I got bodyguards, I got two big cars that definitely ain’t the wack. I got a Lincoln Continental and a sunroof Cadillac. So after school, I take a dip in the pool, which really is on the wall. I got a color TV so I can see the Knicks play basketball. Hear me talkin ’bout checkbooks, credit cards, more money than a sucker could ever spend but I wouldn’t give a sucker or a bum from the rucker not a dime ’til I made it again. Everybody, ya go: Hotel, motel, whatcha gonna do today? Say what! Ya say I’m gonna get a fly girl gonna get some spankin’ drive off in a def OJ. Everybody go: Hotel, motel, Holiday Inn. Say if your girl starts actin’ up, then you take her friend. Oh Master Gee, am I mellow? It’s on you, so what you gonna do? Well it’s on ‘n’ on on on ‘n’ on, the beat don’t stop until the break of dawn. I said a M-A-S, a T-E-R, a G with a double E. I said I go by the unforgettable name of the man they call the Master Gee. Well, my name is known all over the world by all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls. I’m goin’ down in history as the baddest rapper there could ever be. Now I’m feelin’ the highs and ya feelin’ the lows, the beat starts getting’ into your toes. Ya start poppin’ ya fingers and stompin’ your feet and movin’ your body while you’re sittin’ in your seat. And damn, ya start doin’ the freak, I said damn, right outta your seat then ya throw your hands high in the air, ya rockin’ to the rhythm, shake your derrière. Ya rockin' to the beat without a care with the sureshot MCs for the affair, now, I’m not as tall as the rest of the gang.I had a Rapper’s Delight at Little Hoolie’s when I jammed with my friends in the band!
(Photo by Manny, Nikon D50)