Ugly Duckling: Friday night

[Andy]It's friday night, on the streets of L.A.I'm going out cuz I've been working at the job all dayGot the info line number, with directions to the siteUgly Duckling on the bill to rock the mic rightTonight, I gotta be hype, and get the crowd reactingI call Dizzy's house he says, "What's up", I say what's happenin'[Dizzy]Get my DJ on three wayDon't forget to bring the guestlistSee the freshestOff the wall like asbestosI rock without the D topsWalk without the reebok'sTalk until the beat stopsThan pick it back up with the beatboxAnd yo, I gotta ride so you need not[Andy]Cool, I'm leavin' at 7:30, we can caravanTo the jamWith Einstein, the two hand manIn command like a generalLighter then a dinner rollSolid as a mineralOpen like a centerfold*Scratches*Hey, save it for the chorusThe crowd looks enormousSo give a peak performance[Dizzy]I need a soundcheck, so my mic sounds niceI'll be in it in a minute like microwave riceI grab the mic like a dynamite stickThen light the wick??And keep it litWith ever lyric I spitBeats to the rhymesWe stick like turpentineDizzy Dustin, Andy Cooper and Young Einstein[Andy]It's the jam[Chorus]*Scratches*You know it's on*Scratches*Get with it ya*Scratches*What, what ya wanna do?*Scratches*Rock, rock the old school*Scratches*Just listen real close*Scratches*[Andy]When we take crowds back to the days of the 10 yard fightThe gyro micThey jump like excite bikeGuaranteed delightWhen the needle drops soundMan, EQ the level so the needle rockAnd then, hand over the microphoneI get a type gripCause when it's time to swingI hit like Mike Schmidt[Dizzy]Get thisI drop more lines then a tetrisWhen young einstein throws on the dookie necklaceHe's the drum majorWith the sum to the faderAttacking the wax, on the record playerWorking up a sweatTill we close the setWith the song that's *fresher then a moist toilette*[Andy]Now when the jam is overIt's hugs and hanshakesAnd than the band breaksFor shakes and pancakesI'm home for brand flakes and Z'sHit the backmatTake a hot showerAnd a cat nap pleaseDon't call me in the mornin'Cause I'm on the sleep-in, modeDizzy DustinWe did it again[Dizzy]For you, it might be overFor me, it's just beginnin'The club must be endin'Cuz no one's bartendin'They turn on the bright lightAnd I feel like a gremlinThe jam is breakin' upBut at my pad, it's reassemblin'Take down the marketThen I ride our limitEveryone's invitedSo I hope you be attendin'[Andy]It's the jam[Chorus]*Scratches throughout*