Pharcyde, The - Return Of The B-Boy Lyrics






Yo yo yo yo, is eighty-seven in the house?
HELL YEAH!
Is eighty eight in the house? (It's the master, the master)
HELL YEAH!
So everybody's in the house? (Pharcyde's in the house)
So everybody get on up
and turn this mutha out!

Ah yes yes y'all, I got the fever for the flavor
of a beat y'all, I stand tall gets raw like beef y'all
I moo moo like a cow honey-child, or, ooh, ah one two
cause I check it, baby just lend me your ear
for a second, cause I'm wreckin eardrums cold Black-N-Deckin
Hold on the horse cause the force is like dark
If you can't slide then stay out the park
and my preachers don't know ya then hop off the ark
Are you hip? Do you need another tip, cause that's
just like a talk light, in the asscrack tip
Jump onnn it! Shake your shit, if you want it
Show no shame, hey Malik god damn get your arrow and hang
It ain't no thang to jam on it, jam onnn it! (You don't stop)

The debonair MC, in the place to be
Came to rock the b-boys and the young ladies
Gonna rhyme on the microphone all night long
So the party won't stop until the break of dawn
It's like that y'all, it's like this y'all
When I play b-boy don't miss y'all
Some people wear all that Fila gear
Gonna rock this party out the atmosphere
Say hoooo! HOOOOOO!
Yeahhhhhhhhh, and you don't stop
Throw your hands in the air
and wave em like you just don't care
If you're sparkin blunts with clean underwear
Somebody say, ohh yeahhhh! OHHH YEAHH!
OHHH YEAHHH! And ya don't stop
Yo, cause back in eighty-nine I was doin the wop
Back and forth, forth and back
I'm from the streets now I'm a straight mack
Skin is black (what?) Hair is brown (what?)
Eyes are red, you know that I can get down
When I get up on the mic, I kick the rhymes to life
because I'm fresh, and I'm def tonight

Yeah, yeah, uh-huh!
West coast, West coast, West coast is on fire
We don't need no water let the motherfucker burn
Burn motherfucker, burn!!

Check it out, well my name is Jammer and I'd like to say
That I'm a super def rapper comin straight from L.A.
Fly tan brown skin before you're three years old
And all the ladies love me cause I'm pigeon-toed
I step in the party and I bust my move
Cold rock the mic with the hip-hop groove
Sucker MC try to call my bluff
You better beware, cause I'm just too tough y'all
Please please y'all, please please check it out
y'all, yeah yeah y'all
Yeah, please, please check it out
So stomp your feet, and clap your hand
While the DJ is spinning on the DJ stand
On the turntable, one and two
We got the grand incredible cuttin just for you
Like this...
Like this...
Like this...
Do that shit, do that shit, do it!

All my rhymes are hard as HELL
I am the one and I PREVAIL
You will SAIL, you will FAIL
I am the doctor... ohh yeah, what?

Please please, what, please please check it out, y'all
y'all y'all please y'all y'all, please check it out
Check it out check it out check it out y'all
Check it out check it out check it out y'all
Party over here! Party over there!
Party right here! Party right there!
Party over there! There's a party in the trunk





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  1. Q.... S....

    I'm a 80's baby I was born in 1989 and HIP HOP well always keep livin!!! 🎤🎶🎧

  2. T.... O....

    Yo yo yo yo, is eighty-seven in the house?
    Hell yeah
    Is eighty eight in the house? (It's the master, the master)
    Hell yeah
    So everybody's in the house? (Pharcyde's in the house)
    So everybody get on up
    Ah yes yes y'all, I got the fever for the flavor
    Of a beat y'all, I stand tall gets raw like beef y'all
    I moo moo like a cow honey-child, or, ooh, ah one two
    'Cause I check it, baby just lend me your ear
    For a second, 'cause I'm wrecking eardrums cold Black-N-Deckin
    Hold on the horse 'cause the force is like dark
    If you can't slide then stay out the park
    And my preachers don't know ya then hop off the ark
    Are you hip? Do you need another tip, 'cause that's
    Just like a talk light, in the ass crack tip
    Jump on it! Shake your shit, if you want it
    Show no shame, hey Malik goddamn get your arrow and aim
    It ain't no thing to jam on it, jam on it (You don't stop)
    The debonair MC, in the place to be
    Came to rock the B-boys and the young ladies
    Gonna rhyme on the microphone all night long
    So the party won't stop until the break of dawn
    It's like that y'all, it's like this y'all
    When I play b-boy don't miss y'all
    Some people wear all that Fila gear
    Gonna rock this party out the atmosphere
    Say ho (Ho)
    Yeah, and you don't stop
    Throw your hands in the air
    And wave 'em like you just don't care
    If you're sparking blunts with clean underwear
    Somebody say, oh yeah (Oh yeah)
    Oh yeah! And ya don't stop
    Yo, 'cause back in eighty-nine I was doing the wop
    Back and forth, forth and back
    I'm from the streets now I'm a straight mack
    Skin is black (what?) hair is brown (What?)
    Eyes are red, you know that I can get down
    When I get up on the mic, I kick the rhymes you like
    Because I'm fresh, and I'm def tonight
    Yeah, yeah, uh-huh
    West coast, West coast, West coast is on fire
    We don't need no water let the motherfucker burn
    Burn motherfucker, burn
    Check it out, well my name is Jammer and I'd like to say
    That I'm a super def rapper coming straight from L.A.
    5'10' brown skin twenty three years old
    And all the ladies love me 'cause I'm pigeon-toed
    I step in the party and I bust my move
    Cold rock the mic with the hip-hop groove
    Sucker MC try to call my bluff
    You better beware, 'cause I'm just too tough y'all
    Please please y'all, please please check it out
    Y'all, yeah yeah y'all
    Yeah, please, please check it out
    So stomp your feet, and clap your hand
    While the DJ is spinning on the DJ stand
    On the turntable, one and two
    We got the grand incredible cutting just for you
    Like this
    Like this
    Like this
    Do that shit, do that shit, do it
    All my rhymes are hard as hell
    I am the one and I prevail
    You will sail, you will fail
    I am the doctor
    Please please, what, please please check it out, y'all
    Y'all y'all please y'all y'all, please check it out

  3. R.... M....

    Three point shooters of the 90's..

  4. T.... ....

    HELLL YEAH!

  5. s.... a....

    mista lif

  6. j.... ....

    Is 87 in the house????

  7. K.... ....

    Thank god I was born in the 80's and grew up in the 90's.

  8. C.... B....

    Can I still breakdance?... not tonight lol

  9. H.... ....

    ITS 87 IN THA HOUSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HELLLLL YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

  10. J.... H....

    Probably one of the best rap albums of all time! If you can't slide, stay out the park! Bizarre ride! Throw your hands in the air!

  11. r.... ....

    The return of the BBoy!!!! How hype do I get when I hear the "yo yo yo yo's" at the beginning? Answer: VERY. We love it because it's Doug E. Fresh and Slick Rick's The Show...

    r.... ....

    Me too!!! But I'll need some fresh Adidas and a new wind breaker first!

  12. L.... ....

    Paying tribute to the early days of HIP HOP

  13. L.... T....

    Why didn't they record at least 6 min of music? I don't get it. I could listen to that stuff for hours ...!

  14. D.... S....

    something about that beat!

    D.... S....

    Classic brings back good memories from sumer 93 L. A N Y N J stand up Pharcyde legendary group like Tribe Called Quest

  15. J.... B....

    Gonna rhyme on the microphone all night long. So the party won't stop until the break of dawn.

  16. R.... H....

    Simmilar to slick rick the show

    R.... H....

    They sampled the show by slick rick and D.E.F, I'm sure you already know!!

    R.... H....

    +LethalWeaponAssassinator what exact songs?

    R.... H....

    that's one of the reason we love it so.

  17. v.... m....

    none piece brought me here

  18. O.... O....

    Great dance hip-hop song

  19. P.... e....

    That Beat!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!