The Show Songtext
von Slick Rick

We′re in the old skool
We're in the old skool
Y′all know how we doing it
It's uptown style
It's the world′s favourite bros
Meet man Hot one and Dame Dash

Here we go

Excuse me Doug E. Fresh
Yes
Have you ever seen a show when fellow on the mic
Wit′ one million rhymes and don't come out right
They bit, they′re never right, that's not polite
Am I lying

No, you′re quite right
But tonight on this very mic you're about to hear
We swear the best star rappers of the year
So, so, cherrio, (get yo′ groove on) let's scream brother
Also if you didn't know this is called the show


Yeah big shout out to ol′ London, the bank he′s robbin'
Osha, Brooke, John McNally, Jessica Kowan
We′re in the old skool, the world famous Brewster beats

Hey yo' Doug? What?
Put your Ballies on
Yo Rick I was about to but I need the shoehorn
Why, because the shoes always hurt my corn

I gotta say 6 minutes,
I gotta say 6 minutes,
Doug E. Fresh you′re on
Ah ah on, ah ah on, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah on
Ah ah on, ah ah on, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah on
Ah ah on, ah ah on, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah on
Ah ah on, ah ah on, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah on
Ah ah on, ah ah on, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah on
Ah ah on, ah ah on, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah on

Tell my man Hollywood we used to do it like this

Here we go (here we go)
C'mon (c′mon)

Here we go (here we go)
C'mon (c'mon)


Yo′ where′s lib at
Well I don't know they′re late
Tell 'em the time, oh I forgot the date
Man you did it again, oh no

(Yo, here we go, c′mon, here we go, c'mon, here we go)
(Think we missed the show)
No, no n-n-n-no we didn′t
No, n-n-n-n-no we didn't
No we didn't, well don′t get us wrong
Excuse me Doug E, excuse me Doug E
Excuse me Doug E. Fresh you′re on
Ah ah on, on, on, on, on

Yeah big shout out to ol' London, the bank he′s robbin'
Osha, Brooke, John McNally, Jessica Kowan
Sherri, as we continue on, we gonna check it
We on that old skool, it′s the world famous Brewster beats (Come on)

Well now, it's getting serious, here we go
Work it out

Get your groove on, stop playing
Get your groove on, stop playing
You work it, stop playing
Get your groove on, stop playing
Come on
(Get your groove)
(Get your groove)
(Get your groove)
(Get your groove)
(Get your groove)
(Get your groove)

Yeah, big shout out to my man Jake Black (Cuzzo)
Kevin Childs, gents (Oh my God)

Well it started up on 8th Avenue
And I made up the name the Get Fresh Crew
It was me, my true DJ Sherona, that would be
My right hand man Ricky D

I used to rap and sing, make sounds and things
And for example, here′s a telephone ring
(Ring, ring) hello, is Doug E. Fresh here
It's flavour, listen I like the way it's going
(No, he′s not in right now) Cool

But anyway, no more delay
Just check out the new style I display
Now you got to be fresh to rock wit fresh
And I′m D-o-u-g-i-e Fresh

And I'm known for the
Not for the
The human beat box on the Entertainer
No other label that fit me plainer

In a passing generation, I am a remainder
And I′m also known as a beat box trainer
Cashing checks, make sound effects
And after I'm finish rocking, Slick Rick is on next
(You know it) Slick Rick

Well here′s a little something that needs to be heard
Doug, I was walking downtown (word Rick) word
(Sure) all along, no one to be wit
Step on the d-train, at 205th

I saw a pretty girl (so)
So I sat beside her
Then she went roar, like she was Tony the Tiger
I said, oh darn, there has been a mistake
Honey, my name's Slick Rick, not Frosty Flake

(Oh, golly wolly) she was raised in hell
She said, um, my name is Maggie
But call me Michelle
Bust a move, we show and prove
Hey, yo, Doug, do that record jam on a groove