It'S Nasty (Genius Of Love)

We want to rock you, we're the kings of swing
We're chosen to rule, the demons of clean
Inside the cool stool, we're the chiefs of relief
Contain the wild beast, the finesse of the west

The masterpiece of the east, the boss of course
The lord of the boy, the ones with the platinum vocal chords
We're the science of desire, we're the magical might
The monarch of the dark, in the night of light

We advertise, and specialize, in the exercise
That will energize the young lady's thighs
Cause all the fly guys, nature's to rise
Right before their eyes, we're the earl of the wine

And the heir of play, the duke of dare
The mare of debonair, got vine, drink wine
Keep dancing, dine, got a first-class email
Oh so fine
Swingin' and swingin' and swingin'

Tell me how, now like dynamite before it blows, who needs the band
When the beat just goes boom
He's a grandmaster
He got faster, with a furious, serious
And ever so mysterious vibe, that's rockin' the house
And everybody say play (play) say play (play)
We're locusts
Everybody come on

People say it's dirty, people say it's wrong
They talk about our music, like it's a nasty song
It's nasty
I want ya, I want ya, I want ya, I waant ya
Just let us rock you
Got waterbed seats in my limousine, and every time I'm seen
I got to be clean, I turn around the world

To make the people dance, and here's a little message
For the ladies in France
Je m'appelle, Melle Mel
Donne-moi la petite mademoiselle
Donne-moi cinq, donne-moi six
Donne-moi huit, neuf, dix
I've seen this girl
That I just adore, I've seen this girl
The way they never saw before

The way she was swayin' and doin' the swing
I had to let her know just about my thing
I'm the M-R-N-E-SS, come on, fly girl
And put me to a test, and I'll rock you

Until you give me the rest, I'll keep goin' in
Until you stop the fest
Rahim, in your life for more can you ask, I bet you can't think
Of a greater task, I make my light shine

On your cloudy days, you can surf if you want to
On my waves, I caress your soft body
On those mellow nights, a continuous thing
Till the morning light, it's reality

It's not a dream, there's nothin' less than the best
When it's from Rahim
Now it's my turn so understand, that I'm the king, queen, oh
And I'm a ladies' man, I don't have a lot

Of women hangin' on my sleeve, only one fine lady
That you better believe, is singin' next to her name
And that's the truth, I give a lot of things up
Before I turn her loose, it's just her and me

And that's the will and praise, and that's the only way
I run my game
Well, I'm a cowboy, and I'm the real McCoy, I'm choppin' all over
Like an armajoy, a bow-legged good brother

And you will agree, on top of the world
For the ladies to see, gonna hip, gonna hop
Gonna rock the spot, gonna make everybody
Wanna rock, rock, rock, gonna do it to the east

Wanna do it to the west, gonna make you relax
Right up on my chest
Grandmaster Flash
Is willin' and able, he's the king of the cuts
On two turntables, he's the grand, grand

The master man, he's so nice with his head
He don't need no bed, rocks 45 and 33's
Rocks boys, men, women, and young ladies
He can slide so precise, it's almost funny

And he makes better love, than a man makes money
Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick
Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick
Oh, oh-oh