Braggin And Boastin Lyrics
| Song | Braggin And Boastin |
| Artist | Jungle Brothers |
| Album | Straight Out The Jungle |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Intro：afrika & mike g | |
| Sammy b is on the cut | |
| Sammy b is on the cut | |
| Sammy b is on the cut | |
| Sammy beeeeeeeeeeeeeee | |
| A: ha hah, one two | |
| G: one two | |
| A: one two | |
| G: how we gonna do this? | |
| A: what we have here... | |
| G: ya | |
| A: is the jungle brothers... | |
| G: yeah | |
| A: on a black piece of wax | |
| G: yeah, my name is mike g | |
| A: uh huh | |
| G: on the mix is sammy b | |
| First in line to kick the rhyme, jungle brother... | |
| A: shazzam | |
| G: yeah | |
| A: one big scratch, here we go | |
| Afrika: | |
| Well, i'm a sure shot shooter and i'm the big shot | |
| The big shot, yes the biggest, and i know i'm hot | |
| Say i'm the baddest, just the baddest and i'm on the top | |
| Sucker mc's try to stop me, but i won't stop | |
| As i adjust and discuss all the rhymes i bust | |
| I leave 'em all in the dust when i start the thrust | |
| They try to catch me on the mic, but i'm hard to chase | |
| I'm the ace in the place kickin' rhymes in your face | |
| I'm outright, oustanding, outrageous, i'm smokin | |
| Never play on the mic, no jivin', no jokin | |
| Not a double-talker, so i don't double-talk | |
| Ladies clock, finger-pop to the rhythm of a hawk | |
| But i ignore the temptation, avoid the sensation | |
| Reputation's at stake, but i won't break | |
| I just chill, ill, let loose all my skill | |
| I make a list of all the ladies that my skill will thrill | |
| Mike g: | |
| Now, my tasty technique tantalises your taste | |
| As my rhymes rock and roll right through this place | |
| I never fade away for forfeit or fess | |
| And my beat is a beat bound to be best | |
| Clowns craze and chase me 'cause i'm so cool | |
| As i ridicule the rule and fool the fool | |
| Ignite the party, excite the crowd | |
| I'll make the quietest person wanna go and get loud | |
| I'll make the hot get hotter when i start to rap | |
| And my reward for goin' off is to hear people clap | |
| I'm a monster for music, and my means are to move | |
| Guys and gals'll get gray when it's time to groove | |
| I'm a sexy sucker, but the mind is sane | |
| Having nothing to lose but only goals to gain | |
| By my side, i'm supplied with the best of the best | |
| Sammy b and shazam which means there's no contest | |
| Afrika: | |
| Well, i'm an mc debator, rhyme regulator | |
| Cool creator, rapper, not a raper | |
| A damn good fighter, party highlighter | |
| Lady exciter, writer, not a biter | |
| Suckers lookin' to me, say, 'what you think they see?' | |
| They see a fresh, fantastic, fly, funky mc | |
| They try to study my style, use and abuse it for a while | |
| 'til i take 'em to court and have 'em put on trial | |
| I let mike g judge 'em, put 'em on the case | |
| Sammy b, you be my lawyer to put 'em to disgrace | |
| You see, i never have to worry, 'cause they both got my back | |
| Sammy b for the fader, mike g for the rap | |
| Mike g: | |
| The more suckers i burn, the better suckers will learn | |
| That mike g is takin' his turn to earn | |
| Havin' the time, the rhyme, i'm gonna get mine | |
| And it pushes the thought of suckers further out of my mind | |
| 'cause as i rhyme to my peep, suckers smoke the cheap | |
| And butlers take down my orders from the words that i speak | |
| Because i'm strong like a horse and loud like thunder | |
| You mess with me, you'll be 60 feet under | |
| In a jungle with a force, on a straight-forward course | |
| And if you don't join the jungle, you should feel remorse | |
| Break | |
| Afrika: | |
| Ah yeah | |
| Yes yes y'all and you don't stop | |
| You keep on to the break of dawn | |
| You keep on to the break of dawn | |
| You gotta be on time when you bust your rhyme | |
| And you can't be wack when you rap the rap | |
| You gotta get on the mic and do your best | |
| For the people in the north, south, east and west | |
| Like you can't judge a book by it's cover | |
| If you listen, you will learn from a jungle brother | |
| Like that y'all, and you don't stop | |
| You keep on to the early morn | |
| Hey yo, i'm outta here |
| Intro: afrika mike g | |
| Sammy b is on the cut | |
| Sammy b is on the cut | |
| Sammy b is on the cut | |
| Sammy beeeeeeeeeeeeeee | |
| A: ha hah, one two | |
| G: one two | |
| A: one two | |
| G: how we gonna do this? | |
| A: what we have here... | |
| G: ya | |
| A: is the jungle brothers... | |
| G: yeah | |
| A: on a black piece of wax | |
| G: yeah, my name is mike g | |
| A: uh huh | |
| G: on the mix is sammy b | |
| First in line to kick the rhyme, jungle brother... | |
| A: shazzam | |
| G: yeah | |
| A: one big scratch, here we go | |
| Afrika: | |
| Well, i' m a sure shot shooter and i' m the big shot | |
| The big shot, yes the biggest, and i know i' m hot | |
| Say i' m the baddest, just the baddest and i' m on the top | |
| Sucker mc' s try to stop me, but i won' t stop | |
| As i adjust and discuss all the rhymes i bust | |
| I leave ' em all in the dust when i start the thrust | |
| They try to catch me on the mic, but i' m hard to chase | |
| I' m the ace in the place kickin' rhymes in your face | |
| I' m outright, oustanding, outrageous, i' m smokin | |
| Never play on the mic, no jivin', no jokin | |
| Not a doubletalker, so i don' t doubletalk | |
| Ladies clock, fingerpop to the rhythm of a hawk | |
| But i ignore the temptation, avoid the sensation | |
| Reputation' s at stake, but i won' t break | |
| I just chill, ill, let loose all my skill | |
| I make a list of all the ladies that my skill will thrill | |
| Mike g: | |
| Now, my tasty technique tantalises your taste | |
| As my rhymes rock and roll right through this place | |
| I never fade away for forfeit or fess | |
| And my beat is a beat bound to be best | |
| Clowns craze and chase me ' cause i' m so cool | |
| As i ridicule the rule and fool the fool | |
| Ignite the party, excite the crowd | |
| I' ll make the quietest person wanna go and get loud | |
| I' ll make the hot get hotter when i start to rap | |
| And my reward for goin' off is to hear people clap | |
| I' m a monster for music, and my means are to move | |
| Guys and gals' ll get gray when it' s time to groove | |
| I' m a sexy sucker, but the mind is sane | |
| Having nothing to lose but only goals to gain | |
| By my side, i' m supplied with the best of the best | |
| Sammy b and shazam which means there' s no contest | |
| Afrika: | |
| Well, i' m an mc debator, rhyme regulator | |
| Cool creator, rapper, not a raper | |
| A damn good fighter, party highlighter | |
| Lady exciter, writer, not a biter | |
| Suckers lookin' to me, say, ' what you think they see?' | |
| They see a fresh, fantastic, fly, funky mc | |
| They try to study my style, use and abuse it for a while | |
| ' til i take ' em to court and have ' em put on trial | |
| I let mike g judge ' em, put ' em on the case | |
| Sammy b, you be my lawyer to put ' em to disgrace | |
| You see, i never have to worry, ' cause they both got my back | |
| Sammy b for the fader, mike g for the rap | |
| Mike g: | |
| The more suckers i burn, the better suckers will learn | |
| That mike g is takin' his turn to earn | |
| Havin' the time, the rhyme, i' m gonna get mine | |
| And it pushes the thought of suckers further out of my mind | |
| ' cause as i rhyme to my peep, suckers smoke the cheap | |
| And butlers take down my orders from the words that i speak | |
| Because i' m strong like a horse and loud like thunder | |
| You mess with me, you' ll be 60 feet under | |
| In a jungle with a force, on a straightforward course | |
| And if you don' t join the jungle, you should feel remorse | |
| Break | |
| Afrika: | |
| Ah yeah | |
| Yes yes y' all and you don' t stop | |
| You keep on to the break of dawn | |
| You keep on to the break of dawn | |
| You gotta be on time when you bust your rhyme | |
| And you can' t be wack when you rap the rap | |
| You gotta get on the mic and do your best | |
| For the people in the north, south, east and west | |
| Like you can' t judge a book by it' s cover | |
| If you listen, you will learn from a jungle brother | |
| Like that y' all, and you don' t stop | |
| You keep on to the early morn | |
| Hey yo, i' m outta here |
| Intro: afrika mike g | |
| Sammy b is on the cut | |
| Sammy b is on the cut | |
| Sammy b is on the cut | |
| Sammy beeeeeeeeeeeeeee | |
| A: ha hah, one two | |
| G: one two | |
| A: one two | |
| G: how we gonna do this? | |
| A: what we have here... | |
| G: ya | |
| A: is the jungle brothers... | |
| G: yeah | |
| A: on a black piece of wax | |
| G: yeah, my name is mike g | |
| A: uh huh | |
| G: on the mix is sammy b | |
| First in line to kick the rhyme, jungle brother... | |
| A: shazzam | |
| G: yeah | |
| A: one big scratch, here we go | |
| Afrika: | |
| Well, i' m a sure shot shooter and i' m the big shot | |
| The big shot, yes the biggest, and i know i' m hot | |
| Say i' m the baddest, just the baddest and i' m on the top | |
| Sucker mc' s try to stop me, but i won' t stop | |
| As i adjust and discuss all the rhymes i bust | |
| I leave ' em all in the dust when i start the thrust | |
| They try to catch me on the mic, but i' m hard to chase | |
| I' m the ace in the place kickin' rhymes in your face | |
| I' m outright, oustanding, outrageous, i' m smokin | |
| Never play on the mic, no jivin', no jokin | |
| Not a doubletalker, so i don' t doubletalk | |
| Ladies clock, fingerpop to the rhythm of a hawk | |
| But i ignore the temptation, avoid the sensation | |
| Reputation' s at stake, but i won' t break | |
| I just chill, ill, let loose all my skill | |
| I make a list of all the ladies that my skill will thrill | |
| Mike g: | |
| Now, my tasty technique tantalises your taste | |
| As my rhymes rock and roll right through this place | |
| I never fade away for forfeit or fess | |
| And my beat is a beat bound to be best | |
| Clowns craze and chase me ' cause i' m so cool | |
| As i ridicule the rule and fool the fool | |
| Ignite the party, excite the crowd | |
| I' ll make the quietest person wanna go and get loud | |
| I' ll make the hot get hotter when i start to rap | |
| And my reward for goin' off is to hear people clap | |
| I' m a monster for music, and my means are to move | |
| Guys and gals' ll get gray when it' s time to groove | |
| I' m a sexy sucker, but the mind is sane | |
| Having nothing to lose but only goals to gain | |
| By my side, i' m supplied with the best of the best | |
| Sammy b and shazam which means there' s no contest | |
| Afrika: | |
| Well, i' m an mc debator, rhyme regulator | |
| Cool creator, rapper, not a raper | |
| A damn good fighter, party highlighter | |
| Lady exciter, writer, not a biter | |
| Suckers lookin' to me, say, ' what you think they see?' | |
| They see a fresh, fantastic, fly, funky mc | |
| They try to study my style, use and abuse it for a while | |
| ' til i take ' em to court and have ' em put on trial | |
| I let mike g judge ' em, put ' em on the case | |
| Sammy b, you be my lawyer to put ' em to disgrace | |
| You see, i never have to worry, ' cause they both got my back | |
| Sammy b for the fader, mike g for the rap | |
| Mike g: | |
| The more suckers i burn, the better suckers will learn | |
| That mike g is takin' his turn to earn | |
| Havin' the time, the rhyme, i' m gonna get mine | |
| And it pushes the thought of suckers further out of my mind | |
| ' cause as i rhyme to my peep, suckers smoke the cheap | |
| And butlers take down my orders from the words that i speak | |
| Because i' m strong like a horse and loud like thunder | |
| You mess with me, you' ll be 60 feet under | |
| In a jungle with a force, on a straightforward course | |
| And if you don' t join the jungle, you should feel remorse | |
| Break | |
| Afrika: | |
| Ah yeah | |
| Yes yes y' all and you don' t stop | |
| You keep on to the break of dawn | |
| You keep on to the break of dawn | |
| You gotta be on time when you bust your rhyme | |
| And you can' t be wack when you rap the rap | |
| You gotta get on the mic and do your best | |
| For the people in the north, south, east and west | |
| Like you can' t judge a book by it' s cover | |
| If you listen, you will learn from a jungle brother | |
| Like that y' all, and you don' t stop | |
| You keep on to the early morn | |
| Hey yo, i' m outta here |
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