"Hip Hop Lyrical Robot" by UB40

(Chorus)  
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  
  

(Chorus)  

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  
  

(Chorus)  

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  
  

(Chorus)  

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