“Junglists are you ready?”…………”Say Lord have mercy!”
This one's goin to each and everbodyin the place
bigin' up thier chest screwing up their face
listening to the hip hop jungle drumnbass
if wanna you get hype come and take a taste
time is going quick and no time to waste
certain badbwoys come into raves to misbehave
abusing drugs pulling out guns and blades
thats no way to play
time to represent the united vibe
you see your enemy you do it in another day
stop using the weak as easy prey
you gonna get your karma when your old and grey.
listen to what i wanna say if you see this muic to stay
to peace love and u.n.i.t.y
there's someinthin' you can say
drum and bass jungle will never die
to all the girls and guys who like to drink and get high
want to do the best that the money can buy
doesnt matter what colour what size time to reckonise
up come with the concious rhyme to stick in your mind
what we need is united vibe
What them a do,
What them a talk 'bout,
Jungle is forever and they can't run we out, yeah,
What them a do,
What them a talk 'bout,
Jungle is forever and they can't run we out,
To the east, to the west, to the
north, to the south,
Jungle is forever and they can't run we out,
Stevie Hyper 'pon the microphone I run off the motor,
With the bad boy DJ, right now a rinse out,
Me say people a de place them have fe move them body 'bout,
When you come a jungle rave, you have fe shak out,
Jungle is the remedy, jungle is the antidote,
In every scene you find people take dope,
Me no like the way the junglist they get singled out,
That man me know, strictly sensi he smoke,
Ramp, me no ramp, me no skin, me no joke,
What them a do, what them a talk 'bout,
Jungle is forever and they can't run we out, yeah,
What them a do, what them a talk 'bout,
Jungle is forever and they can't run we out, yeah.
What them a do,
What them a talk 'bout,
Jungle is forever and they can't run we out, yeah,
What them a do,
What them a talk 'bout,
Jungle is forever and they can't run we out, yeah,
Can't run we out, can't run we out,
Bad bwoy in da rinse, in long leather coat,
And when they get the kind of rush them man them have fe support,
Let me tell you jungle music MC he's 'pon the road,
Well we come like the story,
That's never been told,
Jungle ruff, jungle wicked, jungle wild, jungle old,
Me say watch Stevie Hyper in the jungle unfold,
Jungle is new school, sound system is bold,
I said behold, because Hyper get cold,
And me say automatic pistol, remote control,
Jungle good, for your heart, and your mind and your soul,
So me make you feel hot, me no make you make you feel cold,
Let me tell you Stevie Hyper make the good times roll.
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Hold on, wait a minute,
When i'm on the microphone, get with it,
In it to win it,
Never forget it,
I'm gonna take you outta limits,
Styles come to my brain automatic,
I set it come on set it,
Kick it smash it through the ceilin',
What me come fe do is kill it,
I chant to any music any riddem I can ride it,
With a gimmick, with the lyric,
Now people can you feel it,
And if you got the feelin' start revealin' reach the ceilin',
And with the style, I'm feelin' the vibe, I'm tellin' you, get my meanin'?
I'm gonna keep on grinnin' keep on jumpin' keep on smilin',
And with the DJ mixin' MC chantin' bassline pumpin',
I don't wanna see no yawnin' or no moanin' or no muggin',
I don't wanna see no fightin' or no killin' or no shootin',
And when you rave together, sleep together, stamp forever,
I rave through any weather winter, autumn, spring, or summer,
I don't wanna see no people goin' on like dumb and dumber,
And so with the MC's time to come in with the manufacture.
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I'm gonna jump start you're brain,
Hyper D that's the name,
As i chop, change, I rearrange,
Choose and refuse, 'cause of fame,
Gonna get a all hot like a burnin' flame,
Mash up the place like a hurricane,
Gimme the microphone watch me rave,
Bad bwoy come again,
Is it a bird, is it a plane,
No it's Hyper on the train,
Make you move your body with no strain
You've come out to rave don't feel no shame,
Get on the dance floor don't be lame,
Always ready, always game,
Get so big i have fe lift you with a crane,
I chant so much i turn you insane,
To make you move good,
That's my aim,
It's through time, it's through pace,
Lose those troubles when i'm on stage,
Now drum and bass to make you feel amazed,
Lyrics like that, lyrics amaze,
They could never, ever fade,
Want to get it hot like the sunny Spain,
That's how i like it in the rain,
Through the microphone i'm a slave
I'm never gonna stop 'til i'm in a grave,
I ramp, me no ramp, me no skin, me no play, When me chant 'pon microphone and me say with the DJ,
Make you jump up and down now movin' around
And swing and sway,
Lyrics out me mouth like a hose with the spray,
Me say lyrics to make your bollock move! Lyrics to make you say hey hey!
Get 'pon the dance floor move your body
With no delay,
Right about now, jungle business,
It's the way,
Big 'tings a g'on for
Jungle today,
Jungle no ramp and jungle no play,
Jungle have the bassline fe blow you away
And make you move your body body me say
With no delay.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>.
http://www.liquidfunk.co.uk/mcrecordings.htm
there's a mix up on this page, but their bandwidth gets rinsed so its not up at the moment
. nah found those lyrics ages ago online, just love em. Tuff, but not full of shit, y'know?
