'Cause "Rapper's Delight"
was such a fun song, you know?
It was fun. The lyrics was easy to remember.
It's like Dr. Seuss wrote that motherfucker.
It was happy.
It was, like, hip-hop
even white people could enjoy.
'Cause the lyrics were so basic.
I said a hip hop, hippie to the hippie
The hip, hip a hop, and you don't stop
A-rock it to the bang bang
Boogie, the up, yo, the boogie
To the rhythm of the boogie the beat
Look how happy white people are right now.
These two white boys is in their seat, like,
"Wow!" Hip woppy, to the beat
And me, the crew, and my friend,
we're gonna try and move our feet
See, I am.
'Cause the lyrics were so simple to remember.
Hotel, motel, Holiday Inn.
You say what.
If your girl starts actin' up,
then you take her friend.
Yeah!
"Fuck yeah! Why reward bad behavior?"
I ain't trying to be a hater.
You know, I like some of today's artists.
Like, I love Jay-Z.
I love-- I love Jay-Z.
You know, what I love about Jay-Z is that...
he's an artist that matures
and his music matures with him.
You know, like, right now his new album, 4:44.
He's talking about grown man shit.
Stuff that's relevant to grown-ass men.
You know what I'm saying?
Like, he's talking about, like, marriage,
and children,
and family legacy and wealth,
and cheating on your wife.
And getting caught.
And getting your ass beat
in the elevator by her crazy little sister.
You know, shit that happens to grown folks.
That shit happened to me twice last year.
But see, some of these
rappers be rhyming like they 25 years old.
I'm like, hold on a second.
Nigga, you 50!
I want some age-appropriate rhymes from you.
You better give me some
middle age crisis rhymes, nigga.
These young rappers think
I'm a sweetie, nah, sugar high, diabetes.
These rappers wanna fight me,
go ahead, call your boys.
You can't kick my ass,
they're full of hemorrhoids.
Oh, you wanna fight this? I stay knuckled up.
Thanks to my arthritis.
