Alive

I have never been more ready in my entire life To do this right now, never It's all been leading up to this moment All right now, right here My whole life, right here We got rhyme selections in a wide array J'ai des bons bons pour vous mangez The party people scream, "Oui, oui c'est vrai" 'Cause I got remote for my big day Now A-D-R-O-C-K I use a microphone like Picasso used clay Down with records from around the way Peace to Bambatta and Jazzy Jay I rock on the mic from here to Bombay I'll give it my best and say, "Come what may" 'Cause everybody's got their dues to pay I'm lookin' sideways like my man Pele Gettin' old like Ali Boomba Yay So fed up with racism today It's time to speak up and not turn away Make the sun shine when it's cloudy and gray Dip dip dive, so-so-socialize Open up your ears and clean out your eyes If you learn to love, you're in for a surprise It could be nice to be alive I'm takin' doodie rhymes to a brand new height I shine on the mic like Ultra Brite Created a monster with these rhymes I write Goatee metal rap, please say goodnight And here's a little something that you might not like My DJ's name is Mix Master Mike It's a real pity that you people gotta bite But I can understand 'cause he sounds so nice Readin' in the news, 'cause I'm Country Mike Use a microphone like Shazam used tights Try to keep clear of that hate and spite So I keep my mind still like the still of night Now who in the world do you want to fight? It's against the system we should unite Homophobics ain't alright If you learn to love then you might love life Dip dip dive, so-so-socialize Open up your ears and clean out your eyes If you learn to love, you're in for a surprise It could be nice to be alive Bring it back that old New York rap Bring it back that old New York rap Bring it-Bring it back that old New York rap Bring it-Bring it back that-Bring it-Bring it back that Bring it-Bring it back that old New York rap Bring it back that old New York rap Bring it-Bring it back that-Bring it-Bring it back that Bring it-Bring it back that old New York rap Now you can shuffle numbers but facts is facts So many billionaires while so many lacks So before the poor decide to react Well, come on party people, share up your stacks Now, I'm-a break it down to the brass tacks Do the Biz Mark dance and the Cabbage Patch You tried to turn the key but then you broke the latch Sneakin' through my files for some rhymes to snatch I'd like to have a say on the income tax Don't wanna help build bombs and that's the facts No money for health care, so what's the catch? The man got you locked with no keys to the latch Mike and Adam have got my back You bring the mic and we'll bring the raps Turn on the P.A. and rock your shack Don't smoke cheeba, can't stand crack Dip dip dive, so-so-socialize Open up your ears and clean out your eyes If you learn to love, you're in for a surprise It could be nice to be alive