Beat Street Page #4

'Cause I'm gettin' too old

for this Santa Claus sh*t

Y'all think I'm gettin' presents

made for free?

I got to pay them elves, nobody payin' me

You big fat whale, you might as well quit

'cause I can name 100 presents I didn't get

And if I did get a present

it'd be a hand-me-down

I got this for Christmas

Now how'd that sound?

It sounds good to me

'cause I'm about to freeze

Want to see something?

Look at the bottom of these

Me and my brothers can't go out

at the same time

A coat that's theirs

is a coat that's mine

I know one thing, y'all better get off my neck

And wait till you get your welfare check

Go on down to the office

and stand on the line

Better hurry up, see, I got mine

Jingle jangle

Jingle for the poor

And once you get your welfare check

Y'all can kiss my mistletoe

That's why the presents

keep getting mixed up

'Cause year after year, you keep f***ing up

And now I know why,

'cause you're always drunk

- Instead of G.I. Joe, you send me this junk

- That ain't a G.I. Joe, that's a G.I. Jerk

With a kung fu grip that don't even work

So all I did was just put him away

'cause my G.I. Joe looked G.I. Gay

That's why you don't get presents

'cause you're ingrates

If G.I. Joe's gay

what difference does it make?

He's just a doll,

ain't too much he can do

If you ask me, boy,

I ain't too sure about you

Listen, bloat-o, with your big fat suit

Next time say no, don't send no substitute

Because I asked you for a beat box

and you know what I got?

Douggie Fresh

You know, that kid from down the block?

For a facsimile, we must admit

Douggie Fresh is good

and made a perfect fit

He's the only reason

why we weren't totally mad

Without Douggie,

our Christmas would have been really sad

Go sing Silent Night and Jingle Bells

And all those Christmas rhymes

'Cause nobody gives a sh*t

About a reindeer and hard times

You just jingle and jangle

And hang out with the poor

And when you get your welfare check

You can buy reindeer by the score

Well, let's get Douggie Fresh

And Magnificent Force

And head on out the door

And leave these party people singing

Jingle jangle for the poor

Sing jingle jangle

Jingle jangle with the poor

Jingle jangle, jingle with the poor

Jingle jangle

Jingle jangle with the poor

What are you doing next weekend?

- I'm free.

- No, you're not.

Let's dance.

Tell your mother

Pedro wants me to work late tonight.

Carmen needs to stay with us.

- We have no bed for her. You know that.

- She can stay with me.

You are not married to her.

If I marry her, she can stay with me?

She can stay in the place

that you make for her...

if you was a man.

I am a man.

A man?

A man takes care of his own.

A man has a job.

He's not a criminal who goes around

scrawling on the subways.

How come a man's what you say?

I'm a graffiti writer.

I'm an artist. I don't just throw up little tags

all over the place.

I make them trains beautiful.

How come you won't even

come see what I do?

Nothing's gonna come easy

In your life, not in your life

Nothing's gonna come easy in your life

In your life

I don't know why you can't see

All the things in your life you could be

You could live out your fantasies in your life

Make sure I speak to her manager.

It is possible

That a man can fly, make a fool of science

Gravity defied

If you're searching for paradise

Searching for something

that'll make you feel all right

Take a look deep down inside yourself

Just move your feet

and let the music do the rest

While the music's hot it just won't stop

Everybody dance to the radio rock

Music's hot, it just won't stop

Everybody's dancing,

they'll baptize the beat

Baptize the beat, baptize the beat

Next.

Damn.

That's right, that's deep

Everybody jumps to the vicious beat

Vicious beat, beat, vicious beat, beat

I'm Brenda Starr, and I rap to the beat

I go to the Roxy just to move my feet

You see, I break and boogie,

I rap to the beat

I'm rappin' to the rhythm of the vicious beat

Vicious beat, vicious beat

vicious beat, vicious beat

Hey, you

Yeah, I'm talkin' to you

I'm here to tell you, to tell you the scoop

I play no games, I'm right to the point

Make sure her manager

gets in touch with me.

- Hold up a minute, K.

- What are you talking about?

I want you to wait outside for me, all right?

I know what I'm doing.

What are you doing?

I am just about to take

the biggest chance of your life.

Great. Next.

Come on. Trust me.

I was born and raised

in the South Bronx streets

I'm so proud to say that my life's complete

My father's strong, and I am told

The family name I must uphold

Strong, bold, and demanding

That makes the girl outstanding

Often imitated

But never duplicated

I always stated Wanda Dee is one of a kind

And elegant is here,

she's gonna rock your mind

You know you won't resist

When I give you this

You know that we just met

Tonight I know you'll get wet

You showed up just in time

Nice.

I'm gonna make you sweat and whine

You are the one I want

I hold the tongue of fun

You know it's hip-hop rock

That's why you won't stop

So shake down, break down

- Shake down, break down

- Here's some guitar

Thank you. That's it.

You've got some pretty good talent

for your show.

You think they're talented?

- No, most of them are pretty lame, right?

- Who the hell are you calling lame?

You calling Tina B lame?

No.

My point is, I got a man

that's got something special.

Auditions are over.

He's Kool Herc's main man

down at the Burning Spear.

Kool Herc?

Okay, bring him in. I'll give him a listen.

- You want to see him?

- I just said I did, Jim.

Then be at the Burning Spear,

Saturday night.

Yo, Kenny!

- Let's go.

- What happened?

It's in the pocket, brother.

Okay.

What do you think?

- The place don't look so bad after all.

- Looking good.

Landlord's gonna raise your rent.

You can really fix up

one of these old places.

Yeah.

Yo, Double K, what's happening?

How's it going, Kenny?

Trace cut you loose tonight or what?

She's rehearsing her show.

Girl's too busy for me.

You really think Monte will show up

Saturday night?

I told you, it's in the pocket.

I really charmed that sucker.

You know, I was thinking...

that empty apartment upstairs...

maybe I'll start hanging out around here.

Fix it up for me and Carmen and the baby.

Really, Ramo? That'd be great.

We could be neighbors.

What're you gonna do about money, man?

- Get a job.

- Say what? You?

Yeah. What the hell.

Give me some tape.

Watch it.

Surprise! Merry Christmas.

Welcome home.

God.

Let's throw on some music here.

Get this party going.

You know what I mean?

See? We put the crib right by the heat.

Keep him nice and warm.

Water's running.

Yeah, and the bed works, too.

We checked it out personally.

Oh, God.

I just don't know

how I'm gonna thank you all.

- How you feeling?

- Great, man.

Thanks a lot, you guys are the greatest.

Us Puerto Ricans

got to stick together, right?

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