Free Style - I-Roy

Now, in the scene of confusion

I’mma kinda come to revolution, as I would say

I may be some kinda relentless conclusion

When I say blackness is togetherness, I mean totally together

When I say baby, love love love, I mean I love you forever

When I say one and one make two, I never make you blue, I never turn my back on

you

And when I say two and one make three, I mean you gotta be free like a bird up

in a tree

And when I say four, you gotta keep on coming through me door

Because you got to be sure, I give you just a little bit more

Hehh

Alright, as I would say

When I say five, kinda give you some of my jive talk, you know

You gotta come, dead or alive

When I say six, I don’t mean to play no funny tricks

You gotta run come quick and slick, and bring your walking stick

Do it, baby

A hour every hour

You can hear me shower down and shower, exclusive extraordinary shower

On the hour, every half an hour

Alright

Right on

When I say seven, I kinda mean number seven

Not number eleven, gotta go to heaven

And when I say eight, I kinda mean I’m great

So you got to appreaciate, you could never never be late

Alright

Rocking out in New York City, way down in the United States, I tell you

When I say nine, you gotta feel so fine

And each and every one of you teeny gotta kick off your knickers,

and move on down the line

And when I say ten, I kinda mean you gotta stick around the bend and tell it to

your friend, I really wanna see your face again

And when I say eleven, kinda mean two legs ain’t dead, as I would say

But one and one make two, and that’s true

Alright

Words of wisdom from the wise brother, as I would say

And when I say three times seven, that makes me twenty-one, you know

Passing twenty-one, I’m moving on strong, and I could never go wrong

Now my little damsel is sixteen

A lotta girls, Imogen, Marie, Kareen and sister Marene, and Doreen

When I’m on the scene, around my record machine, I tell you

You got to be keen

Wow, baby cool

Them got to come here soon

Alright

When I tell you say

Have corn cake

Really crisper than cornflake, I tell you

For goodness' sake, have a slice of the cake

It’s really well baked

Alright

Gotta come on down and give and take

Ain’t no spoil, I tell you