UB40, Pato Banton - Hip Hop Lyrical Robot lyrics
[UB40, Pato Banton - Hip Hop Lyrical Robot lyrics]
Can you dig it, all right I can dig it
'Cause I’m your hip hop
Lyrical robot and a real cool cat
Yes I'm your hip hop lyrical robot
And a real cool cat
I want the girls to hear me rap
'Cause this MC has got the knack
I’m your body-popping shell shocking
Girls hocking eyes popping lick me
All over like a lollipop
I'm your juicy fruit
All right, all right, all right
I said hey white man, Indian or black
I'm your number 1 MC and that's a fact
I'm a good looking, girl hooking outstanding
Mile chatting lyrical shock attack
All MCs freeze there on the spot
One false move and you must get drop
I'm always devastating, fascinating
Vibe making, painstaking
Watch it man I'm hot
It's a struggle in life when
Your skin is black
The system is designed to hold you back
How s’ya do shake hands on the shoulder a pat
One love to my face then a stab in the back
Seven points in snooker when you
Put down the black
But I still thank God for the little I got
I don’t stop rapping to the musical beat
And I'm in the mood to turn you on
In the groove that’s so complete
Wind you hips, shake your body
Or clap you hands even stamp your feet
Just like a bed that's just been spread
You know I'm neat, neat, neat
Just like a tap that's running hot
Man can’t you feel the heat
Not just now but every minute every hour
Everyday and every week
I don't give a hoot for loot and shoot
Or prostitutes in skin tight suit's
Standing on the corner they call their beat
I'm not a pimp drug pusher
Gambler or even thief
To the preachers I will preach
And to the teachers I will teach
'Cause I'm a hip hop lyrical robot
That is why so unique
Well police and thieves are playing
The game of hide and seek
When an informer gives information
Then it's called a leak
I jail you're a number ruled by governor
Screws keep you under, wanna see you blunder
When they say "sit" just take a seat
And when they say "food" it's time to eat
If a screw says "nigga" I don't answer
Yes sir, no sir three bags full sir
Sometimes inmates would even call
Me a growler me a growler, I'm no growler
Well I'm a hip hop lyrical robot
I don't stop rapping to the musical beat
Well I'm a hip hop lyrical robot
And a real cool cat
'Cause I’m your hip hop
Lyrical robot and a real cool cat
Yes I'm your hip hop lyrical robot
And a real cool cat
I want the girls to hear me rap
'Cause this MC has got the knack
I’m your body-popping shell shocking
Girls hocking eyes popping lick me
All over like a lollipop
I'm your juicy fruit
All right, all right, all right
I said hey white man, Indian or black
I'm your number 1 MC and that's a fact
I'm a good looking, girl hooking outstanding
Mile chatting lyrical shock attack
All MCs freeze there on the spot
One false move and you must get drop
I'm always devastating, fascinating
Vibe making, painstaking
Watch it man I'm hot
It's a struggle in life when
Your skin is black
The system is designed to hold you back
How s’ya do shake hands on the shoulder a pat
One love to my face then a stab in the back
Seven points in snooker when you
Put down the black
But I still thank God for the little I got
I don’t stop rapping to the musical beat
And I'm in the mood to turn you on
In the groove that’s so complete
Wind you hips, shake your body
Or clap you hands even stamp your feet
Just like a bed that's just been spread
You know I'm neat, neat, neat
Just like a tap that's running hot
Man can’t you feel the heat
Not just now but every minute every hour
Everyday and every week
I don't give a hoot for loot and shoot
Or prostitutes in skin tight suit's
Standing on the corner they call their beat
I'm not a pimp drug pusher
Gambler or even thief
To the preachers I will preach
And to the teachers I will teach
'Cause I'm a hip hop lyrical robot
That is why so unique
Well police and thieves are playing
The game of hide and seek
When an informer gives information
Then it's called a leak
I jail you're a number ruled by governor
Screws keep you under, wanna see you blunder
When they say "sit" just take a seat
And when they say "food" it's time to eat
If a screw says "nigga" I don't answer
Yes sir, no sir three bags full sir
Sometimes inmates would even call
Me a growler me a growler, I'm no growler
Well I'm a hip hop lyrical robot
I don't stop rapping to the musical beat
Well I'm a hip hop lyrical robot
And a real cool cat