Letra de Hip hop lyrical robot

Letras de UB40

"Hip hop lyrical robot"

Can you dig it, alright I can dig it 
Cause I`m your hip hop lyrical robot and a red cool cat 
Yes I`m your hip hop lyrical robot and a red cool cat 

I want the girls to hear me rap 
Cause this mc has got the nack 
I`m your body-popping shell shocking 
Girls hocking eye popping lick me all over like a lollipop 
I`m your juicy fruit 
Alright, alright, alright 

I said hey white man, indian or black 
I`m your number 1 mc and that`s a fact 
I`m a goodloocking, girl hooking outstanding 
Mile chatting lyrical shock attack 
All mcs freeze there on the spot 
One false move and you must get drop 
I`m always devastating, fascinating 
Videmaking, pinstaking, watch it man I`m hot 


Its a struggle in life when your skin is black 
The system is designed to hold you back 
how s`ya do shle hands on the shoulder a pat 
One love to my face then a stab in the back 
Seven points in snooker when you put down the black 
But I still thank God for the little I got 


I don`t stop rapping to the musical beat 
And I`m in the mood to turn you on 
In the groove thats so complete 
Wind you hips, shake your body 
Or clap you hands even stamp your feet 
Just like a bed thats just been spread 
You know I`m neat, neat, neat 
Just like a tap that`s running hot 
Man can`t you feel the heat 
Not just now but every minute every hour 
Everyday and every week 

I don`t give a hoot for loot and shoot 
Or prostitutes in skin tight suits 
Standing on the corner 
They call their beat 
I`m not a pimp drug pusher 
Gambler or even theif 
To the teachers I will preach 
And to the teachers I will teach 
Cause I`m a hip hop lyrical robot 
That is why so unique 
Well police and theives are playing 
The game of hide and seek 
When an imformer gives imformation 
Then its called a leak 
I jail your a number ruled by govenor 
Screws keep you under, wanna see you blunder 
When they say "Sit" just take a seat 
And when they say "food" it`s time to eat 
If a screw says "Nigger" I don`t answer 
Yes sir, no sir three bags full sir 
Sometimes inmates would even call me a growler 
Me a growler, I`m no growler 


Well I`m a hip hop lyrical robot 
I don`t stop rapping to the musical beat 

Well I`m a hip hop lyrical robot and a red cool cat