The Bronx Kurtis Blow

Wait a minute, wait a minute!
Rolling over the crest of the hill like a jet-propelled job comes
Kurt-Kurt-Kurtis Blow

Our parties are def and the girlies are pretty
In the boogie-down Bronx town in New York City
Like the sun will shine in the summertime
I don't do no crimes 'cause I just rhyme
I drive a Benz and I got a lot of friends
Up on the Concourse where Tremont ends
Or Jerome Avenue or Gun Hill Road
The place where rap started in the days of old
Called the Bronx
The Bronx
The Bronx

Hey Moe!
I have the power
Coitainly!
Bronx
Bronx
Bronx
Bronx
Bronx
I have the power
Coitainly!
Bronx