Artist: Kool Rock Jay and the DJ Slice Album: Tales From the Dope Side Song: Kool Rockin' With Jay Typed by: jostmatt at bluewin dot ch [ VERSE 1: Kool Rock Jay ] You're Kool Rockin with me, a dope MC With a dope DJ and a double dope beat Cause ah I get to this while I do this Like Brutus you never knew this Boy, cause I'm a rapper, check it out, I'm cold cappin And while it's happenin, Slice is scratchin Able on the tables and ready to rock 24-7 around the clock Cause I'm chillin, check it out, I ain't illin With the feelin from the floor to the ceilin Break it down ( ? ) cause I ain't actin Parties across the world I'm packin Yo, word to the mother, father and sister On my microphone chord, so excuse me mister No dismay while I play You know why? You're Kool Rockin with Jay (Jay) --> Run-D.M.C. [ VERSE 2: Kool Rock Jay ] The beat ain't kickin, the DJ ain't mixin Kool Rock's the doctor, so I'm fixin Up the party, so you can get to it So get on the floor and just (do it) Wallflowers ain't jammin to the sound You better be cool before I cut ya down And make you dance, take a chance The party's a picture, so take a glance Look and listen and listen and look Cause I'm the chef and I'm about to cook Up the party so high that you feel it Gettin hotter and hotter just like a skillet Cold crushin, end of discussion You better grab your girl because she's blushin You know why? I just can't deny That when I'm in a party I catch a girl's eye So from the rap the rhyme devastatin to the beat Conversated because our music's so unique You gotta move and groove, you know that I don't play And guess what? You're Kool Rockin with Jay (Can you feel it) --> Biz Markie [ VERSE 3: Kool Rock Jay ] You try to max - relax Blink your eyes - and I'm back This ain't a party for breakin, it's a party for shakin Booty-booty-booties and I ain't fakin The party is packed, so you can do that As I rhyme to the beat and break it down on wax Grab the mic, grab the chord around my hand And then I cold lean on the microphone stand As I stand there chillin, cold, not illin Makin sure you're dancin with the Kool Rock feelin Devastatin the crowd and what it's all about And if a sucker runs up I gotta turn him out You better chill before you dig your grave Other words, punk, you better behave Time's up, party people, just lettin you know You're Kool Rockin with Jay, but I got to go (Come on) (Come on y'all let's rock) --> Spoonie G [ VERSE 4: Kool Rock Jay ] I was cold chillin with my crew Doin the things that I always do Maxin, relaxin, money cold stackin Parties I'm packin, so suckers stop actin About 10:30 on a Friday night When I seen this babe that was outta sight She was Gucci-ed down with gold on her neck Lookin dope as hell cold gettin respect Now when she walked by she caught my eye I said hello but she didn't reply Jumped out the Benzo, then she saw my gold And then she acted like she knew me from years ago She said "Stop" and then she tipped her glasses And she was fresh like southern-made molasses Hook, line and sinker with hella game I said, "Excuse me young baby, but what's your name?" She said, "My name is Jana but you can call me Jane I love those guys with the fat gold chains I always chill in the freshest places But I'm about gettin money and meetin new faces" Well you met a new face but you're not gettin money My name is Jay, baby, and I don't play, honey Like savoir-fare I came to chill You're Kool Rockin with Jay, so get real