Letras de Come to da Party

Come to the party, come to the dance
Everyone is fighting, so they fired up, up and away
Come to the party, come to the dance
So pull out the vinyl, so they fired up, up and away

Yeah, yeah, hardcore lyric coming at ya, they attacking ya
Rappers bite like Dracula
The soul of hip hop I′m putting back in ya
With the South Bronx vernacular
Bound to put the crack in your armor
I am much sharper than a lot of other mic rockers
Slightly eccentric
But everything's authentic, when I said I′m hip hop I meant it
MCs wanna debate the issue, but false though
If they study they would see that they are hip hop also
Hip hop, you can't do it, you gots to be it
You can't confine it, you have to free it, so you can see it
As your expression, and learn the lesson
On life in ghetto sections
And what you feel is the forward direction
For black people, not these Star Wars, save that for R2-D2
I got five fingers like Bruce Lee do
And with the five fingers I grab microphones and bring a
Stinger to DJs, rappers, singers and beer drinkers
This MC′s a thinker, unlike others
But I won′t diss yas, you're still my brothers and sisters
Kris is one aspect of hip hop rap
Negative rap, positive rap, forget that black, it′s a trap
To set us back, concentrate on various rap talents
Presently the rap radio format is unbalanced
You either got the player, or the conscious rhyme sayer
All day on your radio, now with a different flavor
Someone has to die before you hear a conscious record
People don't like gangsta rap, but
Conscious rap, they don′t respect it
The truth is people are afraid of black youth
Our expressions, our lessons and gold teeth, so

Come to the party, come to the dance
Everyone is shouting, so they fired up, up and away
Come to the party, come to the dance
Everyone is singing, so they fired up, up and away