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Yo! Bum Rush The Show


Artist: Public Enemy
Genres: Hip-Hop
Total songs: 7
Year: 1987

Raise The Roof Lyrics - Yo! Bum Rush The Show - Public Enemy

Testing, one, two, testing, one, two 

The house is now on fire, spread the walls y'all 

Everybody get somebody 

We don't want anybody let fuck nobody 

 

'Cause you know what time it is 

It's time to get busy 

And when it's time to get busy 

You know what you gotta do 

 

You gotta, raise the roof because it's all on fire 

Not done by the sun or electrical wire 

Not done by sons strikin' matches with daughters 

But done by scratches so save that water 

 

This jam is packed so I just figure 

All we need is the house to get bigger 

So startin' with the roof down to the base 

We're at your service to burn the place 

 

Come on, come on 

Come on, raise the roof 

That's right, raise the roof 

Come on 

 

With the spot as hot as it can get 

An' the roof's on fire, you're soaked and wet 

The puzzle on your face shows as you sweat 

But your body keeps movin' with no regrets 

 

Chandeliers shake, swing from front to back 

Left to right all night and the lights don't crack 

Your mind's on the time hopin' it don't end 

'Cause it's time to get stupid, here we go again 

 

Come on, come on 

Come on raise the roof 

Come on, raise the roof y'all 

Come on 

 

Stare at the Strope, pull your earlobe 

For the sights and sounds clear across the globe 

This jam might hit or miss the charts 

But the style gets wild as state of the art 

 

Dazzling in science, bold in nerve 

But givin' my house what it deserves 

Served on the floor 'cause I get payed 

Make the fans that left, wished they had'a stayed 

 

Realize my friend, ain't this a trip 

As your body gets railed when you do the flip 

And your mind gets rocked when we're on the roll 

Then the freak of the week makes you lose control 

 

A Swatch for a watch, so you'll know the time 

Your crowd gets loud and you clock my rhyme 

The Messiah's on fire and I'm living proof 

I'll quench your desire and raise your roof 

 

Come on, come on raise the roof 

Come on, raise the roof 

Come on 

 

In school I'm cool throughout the week 

When the weekend comes, I'm down with the Greeks 

Frat brothers known across the seven seas 

Fly ladies of the 80's, sororities 

 

The Zetas, Deltas, AKA's 

Women that keep me in a daze 

The A-Phi-A - Sigma boys on the move 

With the Kappas and the Ques and of course the groove 

 

And for real it's the deal and the actual fact 

Takes a nation of millions to hold me back 

Rejected and accepted as a communist 

Claimin' fame to my name as a terrorist 

 

Makin' money in corners that you'll never see 

Dodgin' judges and the lawyers and the third degree 

Nothin' wrong with a song to make the strong survive 

Realize gave me five 'cause I kept 'em alive 

 

Mislead what you read about my devilish deeds 

Mislead what I said so you're better off dead 

Make 'em hear it and see it for the deaf and blind 

And command it and we'll plan it for incapable minds 

 

Take for granted and demand it from the wave of my hand 

Make the jealous understand it and just say damn 

When they see me ask a question how the hell can it be? 

When they watch me pull a serpent straight out of the sea 

 

Turn the winter into summer, then from hot to cold 

Expand my power on the hour, make you all behold 

From the slammer swing a hammer like the mighty Thor 

God of thunder, you'll go under, then you'll all applaud 

 

And fathom that distance, that the mad must reap 

Meet Namor, sea lord, 'Prince Of The Deep' 

Here for you to fear at any cost 

Tellin' you to get busy or you better get lost 

 

Livin' lives civilized from the lessons I taught 

Cities buried underground just because I went off 

My friends, enemies, better be my friend 

Is the question people guessin' is this the end? 

 

End of the world, are you guessin' yes? 

Just say and don't delay it, get it off your chest 

Houses of crack, I've seen too much 

I go ready, aim, fire, then I'll blow 'em up 

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Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group, Reach Music Publishing