That's the Joint

If you're ready for this (Say you're ready for this)
 If you're ready for this (Say you're ready for this)
 Are you ready for this? (We're ready for this)
 Are you ready for this? (We're ready for this)
 Well, we just can't miss (We just can't miss)
 Well, we just can't miss (With a beat like this)
 IT'S THE JOINT!
 We're gonna prove to the world that we're the real
 We're gonna prove to everybody we know the real deal
 We got golden voices and hearts of steel
 'Cause we're five emcees that got to be real
 We're here for the party people on Sugar Hill
 So what's the deal? (Sugar Hill!)
 So what's the deal? (Sugar Hill!)
 THAT'S THE JOINT!
 These words we said we want y'all to hear
 We're gonna make a lot of sense (We're gonna make it clear)
 We're gonna rock this place, we're gonna use some class
 We're gonna do our best (We're gonna make it last)
 We got rhymes on our mind, we got rockin' in our heart
 A lot of things we do, you can call it art
 We're bad, we're slick, we're doing it hip
 We're gonna rock this record (And don't you forget)
 THAT'S THE JOINT!
 Because Li'l Rodney C is the melody
 Keith, help me rock, we're singing harmony
 Because Jeff is the rhythm and K is the bass
 Sha-Rock rock, shockin' the whole darn place
 Now here's a little story you got to be told
 The party people in the place got a whole lot of soul
 So when we're on the mic, y'all shocking the house
 And we all get together, we can turn it out
 Now we're in the house as you can plainly see
 Everybody say, "Get funky! Get funky!
 And make money! And make money!"
 And you don't stop...
 GIVE IT TO US NOW!
 To the beat that makes you want to rap
 C'mon, Sha-Rock, cut out the crap
 Just turn on the mic and start the rap
 And let everybody know you can never be the wack
 You know that! And you know that!
 And I know (and she knows) And we know that!
 We know what, Sha-Rock?
 That when I rap, Funky Four, I can never be the wack!
 And when you hear Sha-Rock...
 SHE'S THE JOINT!
 What up, y'all? And do-do it up
 And Sha-Rock is gonna show you how you get real rough
 I'm Sha-Rock and I can't be stopped
 For all the fly guys, I will hit the top
 Well, I can do it for the ones from weak to strong
 I can do it for the ones that are right and wrong
 Well, I'm listed on the column that's classified
 I can be a nurse and I'm qualified
 To talk about respect, I won't neglect
 My strategy is for you to see
 So don't turn away by what I say
 'Cause I'm on, I'm bad when I'm talking to you
 There are four fly brothers who can do it, too
 The party people in the place, this is for you
 So get down, get, get, get on down
 I'm the Plus One More and I'm throwing down
 (She's the best female in this here town!)
 And everybody knows that I'm golden brown
 And you know...
 SHE'S THE JOINT!
 For the young lady with nice fine thighs
 I'm the kind of emcee that make women jet fly
 I'm Jazzy Jeff with the most finesse
 I'm down with The Five to rock the mic the best
 'Cause I move the groove and I do it cool
 And I rock for you and you, I'm sure to rule
 'Cause I want a young lady with a lot of finesse
 She's got to be on ('Cause he's Jazzy Jeff)
 She's got to be sweet, fine, and kind
 She's just the kind of woman that's got to be mine
 And you know...
 HE'S THE JOINT!
 Now what you see is what you get
 You say I am bad and that you can bet
 I have a quality for you and me
 To all the young ladies, this is what it be
 (You say his name is Keith Keith) As my rhymes go down
 To all the young ladies, just gather around
 With the rhymes I possess, the words I protest
 And I can put together, I can call it finesse
 Now, listen up, my ladies, and listen up good
 I'm gonna rock on the mic like I know I could
 (Like you know he should) Like I know I would
 (He's Keith Keith) I rock the house
 (He's Keith Keith) I rock, shock, rock, turn it out
 And you know that, (and he got) the finesse
 To behold that...
 HE'S THE JOINT!
 Keeping on to, to the crack of dawn
 Party people in the place, you got to keep on
 If you like the beat and you want some more
 Scream it out, and say, "Funky Four!"
 ("FUNKY FOUR!") "Plus One More!"
 ("Plus One More!") Now you don't stop
 You see the beat goes on 'cause our power's strong
 We won't stop rocking till you're all getting on
 And the ooh, ahh, ooh, ooh, ahh, ahh
 Ooh, ahh, and don't stop, get it!
 THAT'S THE JOINT!
 We have an obligation that we must fulfill
 Like a .357, we out to kill
 We're like Machine Gun Kelly and Bonnie and Clyde
 We shock the house, we stand side by side
 We're on top of the world here, looking down
 We're going straight up hit, we never turning around
 Because we are so close, but yet so far
 And to all the party people, you know who we are
 [Drum roll...} GET THE POINT?
 If you don't, we want y'all to know
 We're down, we rock, we the Funky Four
 Plus One!
 I was sitting at my house, watching my TV
 When all of a sudden, it dawned on me
 That I was all alone, just wasting my time
 So I grabbed a pen and paper and wrote down a rhyme
 As I thought to myself how nice it would be
 To be on top, making cash money
 To go on a tour, all around the world
 To tell little stories to all the fly girls
 To sit on my throne, to command my own
 To be number one on the microphone
 Just telling the tale about how it's gonna be
 For the Funky Four, Plus One emcees
 We be busting in and we be turning it out
 While we rock to any beat without a doubt
 Just chilling hard, living in luxury
 And being very proud to be an emcee
 HE'S THE JOINT!
 Well, I kick it, Rockwell, 'cause I raise a lot of hell
 And I like to make love to the jealous females
 And I'm down with the groove to mark it here
 Now walk through my door, you pose on the floor
 First is touching hips galore
 (And then he) Move right up, (And then he) Kiss your lips
 (And then he) Hold on tight so I never slip
 (And then he) Tongue you down, on to the ground
 If any love is there, it will be found
 And I'm the man, you all can tell
 I, Rockwell, to the depths of hell
 And every time you hear my name, girl, it rings a bell
 And when the bell rings, it goes "ding dong!"
 And then I rock her and I shock her till the break of dawn
 Like a hot buttered on bag of popcorn
 Like Rockwell, just singing your song
 And you know...
 HE'S THE JOINT!