Heard this beat,
In my sleep,
On the edge,
Of Mom and Dad's bed,
Passed out from the summer heat - 1983,
Only room in the house with A/C,
Woke up soaking wet,
Pool of drool streamed down my neck,
Into my arm pit,
Time to perform, wake up guys - this is it!
They wanna see us rap & dance,
So excited, almost forgot my pants!
We ran down stairs right quick,
My brothers would break dance while I spit,
Rhymes to James Brown's Cold Sweat,
Rock a show that our parents and they friends would never forget,
The last half of the song gotta long break beat,
Perfect for my rhyme piece, each time I made it unique,
News of the day or funny things people say,
Their emotions and joy was just like clay,
Putty in our hands as we danced,
Plus my rhymes got them tranced
Ears and eyes decieved, they can't believe what they heard and glanced,
Mad at our folks like Fool! Why are these boys still in school?
Listen to me!
They need to be on TV!
But it was never meant to be!
It was all a dream,
That happened today, in 2016.