Bobby Jimmy & The Critters - New York Rapper lyrics

[Bobby Jimmy] I'm a L.A. rapper, I went to New York They said my rap was wack for a West Coast sort Manhattan, Bronx, Harlem is where I went It just won't sell, need an East Coast accent New York rappers make some sweet hard sounds L.A. rappers: bunch of plagiarizing clowns New York rappers make money, you see I even bite the style of Run DMC [Bobby Jimmy as Run from Run DMC, purposefully mumbling] Huh! Unemployment at a record high People coming, people going, people born to die Don't ask me, because I don't know why But it's like that, and that's the way it is [Bobby Jimmy] LL's records, you know they went gold His street-smarts rhymes is what made it sold When he wasn't saying "dis" He wasn't saying "dat" The man is the king of New York rap With a "homeboy" here, rhyme some "homeboy" there The man's gonna write a "homeboy" everywhere Add a "illing" and a "chilling" with a little love The man's gonna make him a million bucks New York rappers make money that way I even bite the rap of LL Cool J [Bobby Jimmy as LL Cool J] Uh! [Spoken] Yo homeboy man, why don't you go pa** me my script and I'll be a'ight! Uh! I don't really want to dis nobody You think I mighta had a little too much Old English (Yo, homeboy, man, that's the wrong line, man!) Oh! What the hell? What's my DJ's name? (Emulator) What's my DJ's name? (Emulator) Uh! [Bobby Jimmy] New York rappers make a lot of noise I even bite the rhymes of the Beastie Boys [Bobby Jimmy as the Beastie Boys] Chill and ill, well I got to ill and I wanna [?] dollar bill! Water pistol packing, no money having bum Crenshaw High that's where I'm from [?] all of the time Sunday afternoon, I'm drinking wine I'm down with Bobby Jimmy and it ain't no ha**le When I want a hot dog I go to White Castle [Scratched samples from the Beastie Boys' "Hold It Now, Hit It"] [sampled Mike D] Pump it up, homeboy! [sampled Jimmy Castor Bunch] "Yo Leroy!" [Bobby Jimmy] Wait a minute, my name is Bobby Jimmy, who you calling "Leroy"? New York rappers make money, you see I even bite the style of Eric B [Bobby Jimmy as Eric B. & Rakim] The girl told me that I was crazy I said [?] she was probably lazy You see The girl just wanted some affection Give it to her and got an infection Wish I had some kinds of protection Yo dig it I like a lot of echos on the microphone, I said [x3] I like a lot of echos on the microphone Yo, that'll work [Bobby Jimmy] New York rappers make a lot of dough I even bite the rhymes of UTFO [Bobby Jimmy as UTFO] You know I got five people on the side of me Trying to slap me on my booty I know they're there without a doubt Cause every once in a while they make me shout I said, "Who is it? What can it be? "Get with it! Au, oui, oui!" Ha ha ha, ha ha ha, ha ha ha, Lucy! Rock and roll dude! I'm a singer, a dancer, [?] I can do anything anybody can do Mixmaster, he be cutting all the time Come on Mixmaster and bust a rhyme Ah-oo-ah! (Mixmaster) Ah-oo-ah! (Bust a rhyme) [x2] Yo Mixmaster, when you gonna bust a rhyme? Ah-oo-ah! [Bobby Jimmy] New York rappers make money that way Gonna bust the rhymes of Roxanne Shanté [Bobby Jimmy as Roxanne Shanté] What! What what what! [x2] Why'd you have to make a record 'bout me? [Bobby Jimmy] Couldn't' sell my records, couldn't give 'em away They said to take your rap home back to L.A I left New York feeling mighty low But I remember the immortal words of Mr. Kurtis Blow He said, "Bobby Jimmy... [Bobby Jimmy as Kurtis Blow] Huh-huh huh huh Ah-huh-huh huh huh Ah-huh-huh huh huh Ah-huh-huh huh huh Ah-huh-[coughs] [Bobby Jimmy, as a NY rap fan] Yo homeboy, why don't you go on and bust one of them fresh New York cuts, you know? (Oh, word up dude) (Yo man, that's def!) (Oh, word homeboy!) Me and the B-Boys are funking it up! Check this out, homeboy gonna scratch with his fingernail! (Oh man, fresh, man!) Ho! Ho! Ho!