Human Beat Box Songtext
von Disco 3

Fat Face, huh, fuh, huh, huh
Fat Face, huh, fuh, huh, huh
Fat Face, huh
Fat-fat-fat, fat-fat-fat, fat-fat-fat-fat face
Fat-fat-fat, fat-fat-fat, fat-fat-fat-fat face
Brrr! Stick ′em, stick 'em
Brrr! Stick ′em, stick 'em
Brrr! Stick 'em, stick ′em
Gonna rock the beatbox in a fresh funky rhythm (Brrr! Stick ′em, stick 'em)

Now with a mind-blowin′ body rockin' D3 MCs
To all the homeboys and the young ladies
We′re gonna rock a fierce beat with the human beatbox
And to the sucker MCs, "Jump off our jocks!"
His DJ name is Grandmaster Doc Nice
And we'll repeat it if we have to, once or twice
We′re gonna take it from the bottom and straight to the top
So check it out party people, it's the human beatbox


And as we told you before, he is the Grandmaster
The man with the beats to cause a disaster
The man who's over the top, guaranteed to rock
From a positive source, it′s the human beatbox
With a million watts of power comin′ out his mouth
Makin' all the young ladies wanna scream and shout
With a thousand beats for every day of the week
So come on beatbox, play one for me

You know the passion is great
The beats are clear
The people are drawn
From far and near
′Cause we're fierce
Fresh
Kicking it live
And we′re pumped at the party from nine to five
So if you want a sound that'll fit you to a tee
Listen to the sounds of the Disco 3, yeah!


Ha, ha, ha
Check it out, uh
Ah, uh, ah, ah
Ah! Chick-it, chick-it, chick
Ha, ha ha
Oh, baby
Stick ′em
Keith, you are a beast
Flip, flip
And cool
In the east, in the east