Jeff Waz on the Beat Box

[Hook] (I continued to rock while Jeff was on the beat box) [Scratched] (Hip-hop) [Verse One] There was a party the other day, around my way They asked if me and Jeff would play, we said okay We dipped out to get the hip-hop apparatus Came back with the posse in full effect status While Jeff set up I said "Check 1-2, y'all Everybody clap, let's begin to ball" I was rappin acapella, but I had to stop Cause chaos broke cause Jeff was on the beatbox [Hook] (I continued to rock while Jeff was on the beat box) Now cut it up, Jeff [Scratched] (Hip-hop) [Verse Two] Did you know that... Parties were all the same when we came up We had to rearrange and make a change I remember how it was, people standing still The music was wack, so they chose to get ill People started breaking and fights would start to break out This is the reason why some people make out Hip-hop to be bad, because of this behavior Then like a miracle, two musical saviors One with a microphone, the other with tables Both of 'em ready, both willing and able Bust on the scene like TNT People said, "Who can it be?" Can't you see, it's Jeff and me We are praised as musical scholars Fast admiration, manifestin' dollars Couple of kids with a bright idea Didn't want a 9 to 5, made rap career People tried to dis and make the egos shrink But we believe in ourselves, so to hell what they think Moving like a freight train, can't be stopped Especially when I'm on the microphone and Jeff is on the beat box [Hook] (I continued to rock while Jeff was on the beat box) Now cut it up, Jeff [Scratched](Hip-hop) [Verse Three] I know I talk about Jeff a whole hell of a lot But straight up, man, you gotta give him his props There's not many people that can do what he does Marley Marl, Teddy Riley and Hurby Luvbug But other than that there's not many around That can take that box and make it sound Like anything that you could possibly want Now here's a rhyme that sums it up Jeff is diggy-diggy-di-dope and You DJ's out there keep hopin' His beat boxes will be broken But you might as well just keep hopin' He ciri-can't be tizzaken You think he can, you're mistaken All records he is brizzeakin' (Come on, man, you can make it) Grammy winning musicians His beat box is a-kizzickin' And all my rhymes are hizzittin' The album's out, so go get it There ain't no way we stizzopping We keep the parties rizzockin' We got the crowd a-hip-hoppin' When Jeff is on the beat box [Hook] (I continued to rock while Jeff was on the beat box) One more time, scratch, Jeff [Scratched](Hip-hop) [Verse Four] Mh - let's see what's next on the agenda That's right, oh yeah, I've got it, I remember I was discussin; how when Jeff's on stage He makes your hands clap, your feet tap, your eardrums pulsate Your body will move as you flow with the groove And you smile as he profiles his new rap tune When he's on the stage he can't be stopped 'specially when I'm on the microphone and Jeff is on the beat box [Hook] (I continued to rock while Jeff was on the beat box) [Scratched] (Hip-hop)