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Yo, it's '87 in the houseHell, yeahIt's '88 in the house (It's the master...)Hell, yeahSo everybody's in the house? (Pharcyde's in the house)So everybody get on up and turn this mother outYes, y'allI got the fever for the flavor of a beat, y'allI stand tall Gets raw like beef, y'allI moo moo like a cow, honey-childOr, ooh, ah, one two'Cause I check itBaby, just lend me your ear for a second'Cause I'm wrecking eardrums Cold Black-And-DeckingHold on the horse 'cause the force is like darkIf you can't slide then stay out the parkIf my preachers don't know you Then hop off the arkAre you hip? Do you need another tip, cause that's just like a talk Light in the asscrack tipJump on itShake your shitLetras de cancionesIf you want itShow no shameHey, Malik Goddamn, get your arrow and hangIt ain't no thang to jam on it (You don't stop)The debonair MCIn the place to beCame to rock the b-boys and the young ladiesGonna rhyme on the microphone all night longSo the party won't stop until the break of dawnIt's like that, y'allIt's like this, y'allWhen I play b-boy Don't miss, y'allSome people wear all that Fila gearGonna rock this party out the atmosphereSay ho! (Ho!)Yeah, and you don't stopThrow your hands in the air and wave them like you just don't careIf you're sparking blunts with clean underwearSomebody say "Oh, yeah!" (Oh, yeah!)And you don't stopYo, cause back in '89 I was doing the wopBack and forthForth and backI'm from the streets Now, I'm a straight mackSkin is black (What?) Hair is brown (What?)Eyes are redYou know that I can get downWhen I get up on the micI kick the rhymes to life because I'm freshAnd I'm def tonightYeah, uh huh!West coast is on fire!We don't need no water!Let the motherfucker burn!Burn, motherfucker, burn!Check it outWell, my name is Jammer And I'd like to say hat I'm a super def rapper coming straight from L.A.Fly tan brown skin before you're three years oldAnd all the ladies love me cause I'm pigeon-toedI step in the party and I bust my moveCold rock the mic with the hip hop grooveSucker MC try to call my bluffYou better beware'Cause I'm just too tough, y'allPlease, y'allPlease check it outY'all, yeahYeah, please check it outSo stomp your feet and clap your handWhile the DJ is spinning on the DJ standOn the turntableOne and twoWe got the grand incredible cutting just for youLike thisDo that shitDo itAll my rhymes are hard as hellI am the one and I prevailYou will sailYou will failI am the doctorOh, yeahWhat?Please, what, please check it out, y'allY'all, please, y'all, please check it outCheck it out, y'allParty over here! Party over there!Party right here! Party right there!Party over there! There's a party in your mouth From Letras Mania