Boyz With Da Bass Lyrics by 2 Live Crew

Boyz With Da Bass Lyrics

    Intro:(mysterious music)
    "absolutely no one under 17 will be admitted without parent or certified adult guardian."
    "they'll fry your brain. they're sick as hell!"
    "jolly good fun."
    "you'll die dancin'!"
    "dark, gliding shapes that glide every long inch ... "
    "buy 'em or die a thousand deaths!"

    Chorus:
    Heyy!
    2 live crew
    Boys with the bass!
    "you better know it!"

    Verse 1: [fresh kid ice]
    That's right y'all, you heard it 'cause we said it
    And if you can't read in the magazines,
    You read about who? you know the crew!
    Fresh outta pac
    And the first to put the bass on the 24-track
    Some said it wouldn't work, some said it wouldn't last
    In new york, they say that the tempo's too fast
    You disregarded, but the albums got charted
    We put 'em in the stores and millions habe bought it
    An underground sound, not liked by radio
    You hear it in the cars and at the dicso
    On the airwaves, we misbehave
    We're too bold, too rugged in our nasty ways
    From dirty minds come dirty rhymes
    We're not gonna beg for your time
    You don't play it? that's cool with me
    But somehow, our bass still reaches the street
    As long as we got it, you can get it
    People want the bass, so some try to steal it
    From behind our back, and not in our face
    'cause 2 live is the crew, the boys with the bass!

    Chorus

    Verse 2: [brother marquis]
    Holdin' out own in the south-east region
    When you come to the bottom, pledge to our allegiance
    I'm glad to say that we're the proud owners,
    The rock-and-rollers, you can't us this over
    The name of the game is supply and demand
    We supply the bass while you demand our jams
    We could not wait to bring our bass to you
    Because in this game, you lag, you lose
    See, we serve our bass raw, straight up and not false
    This is the kind you dance to, and not on 8-ball
    Plenty of bass, the beat, and the rhyme
    That my homeboy mr. mixx carefully designed
    Hittin' hard as hell, and always droppin'
    Bass is the reason why you are rockin'
    When you hear our songs, and you see our face
    Put two and two together; we're the boys with the bass!

    Chorus
    ("it's the best in this city!")

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