• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• 20.th century - Alphaville
• The Thunder - Cya
• 9th Wonder - Digable Planets
• 20.th century - Brad
• 7th Wonder - Ira Losco
• 8th Wonder - Sugarhill Gang

(Gold/Lloyd/Echolette)
In the beginning
There was no light
No teenage heaven or hell
No songs or voices came from across the outlands
Where oceans are meant to be -- where oceans are meant to be
Oh my God, I feel so alone -- some million lightyears far from home
HOW ABOUT YOU LIVING IN THE 20TH CENTURY
You can halt your car to get your tickets to the starlite skies, you know...
Ev'rybody wants to come home (what a dream)
So, if you don't mind,
Will you join me?
On my way through the eye
up to the light

Three thirty in the mornin'
Not a soul insight
The city's lookin' like a ghost town
On a moonless summer night
Raindrops on the windshield
There's a storm moving in
He's headin' back from somewhere
That he never should have been
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls
Every light is burnin'
In a house across town
She's pacin' by the telephone
In her faded flannel gown
Askin' for miracle
Hopin' she's not right
Prayin' it's the weather
That's kept him out all night
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls
The thunder rolls
And the lightnin' strikes
Another love grows cold
On a sleepless night
As the storm blows on
Out of control
Deep in her heart
The thunder rolls
She's waitin' by the window
When he pulls into the drive
She rushes out to hold him
Thankful he's alive
But on the wind and rain
A strange new perfume blows
And the lightnin' flashes in her eyes
And he knows that she knows
And the thunder rolls
And the thunder rolls
The thunder rolls
And the lightnin' strikes
Another love grows cold
On a sleepless night
As the storm blows on
Out of control
Deep in her heart

Ah yea (echo)
Whole world
Whose slick
We lounge stay phat notice our G limp
A natural flair with our fresh ass hair
Style baggy out clouts slick
creamy and fresh east coast to west
Brooklyn
uptown
to the universal fair
old school mcs
(being scratched in the background)
make your money
I'm slicker this year
I'm slicker this year
Myrtle Ave A-train got the pick in my hair
and what, 16 joints later, still lounge
fresh, from flatbush in my baggy, boots, to Guess [name brand]
style is tight ees bust the cami' fatigues
50,000 leagues of black, so what's up
can we avenue slide player style ghetto walk
to the east, son--wild Crooklyn, New York
creamy kid yo smith and wesson win a blessing
the angular slang blow spots..bang..eleven
hangin' like bats 'cause the 12-inch wax.
say scorpio
and my hair say 'fro
and my blood say bro
my cliques say "eh, yo!"
make sparks from the barrel me-tal pistol
to the depths I dive, seems lunar like aqua
the cool blast mega, we black, we wild flowers
"Scott La Rock had emm all," I gots the ball
and roll with little panthers through these project halls
the 3-color flag can't hold my baggy sag
7-1-8 to omega
black motion is ocean style
slick in my ways since days of the classic
now glamour boys want to be triple phatted
but I'm slicker this year
I'm slicker this year, yea
east born
beast candles on?
lovely all over the city
and your tape deck blasting
7ods and the phat fly sneakers
and the camouflage
(being scratched in the background)
make your money
to the hip hop nation
to the mixtape crew
to the west coast
to the boogie down bronx
I was raised in the ways of the Manchu Clan
and 5 elements posture take a B-boy stance
with the gold front shinin' the baggy pants saggin'
this Brooklyn stylin' got the fly girls smilin'
but I'm climbin' findin' new ways of rhymin'
not livin' like a star is strictly about survivin'
divin', deep into the groove of the ghetto
this downtown flavor shines from many angles
yes the notorious, with rhymes so glorious
the Manchu Monkey over flunkies is victorious
rappers be boring us with rhymes of conventional
dazed and amazed when they hear the three dimensional
lyrical skills of the insect emotion
coasting down fulton with a bag of magic potion
now I'm rolling with the seven and the crescent
puffin' some expression
manifestin' today's lesson
stressin the fact that I'm solar guarenteed to go far
cause the mind is intestellar
still pieced like that so have no fear
but I'm slicker this year
I'm slicker this year
to the queens everywhere
to the whole S.I.
to the lumpen mass
don't forget about your peeps when ya...
now you see that I am 68 inches above sea level
93 million miles above these devils
play me in the winter
play me in the summer
play me in the autumn
any order
You want 'em? I got 'em, drippin' like water
catch me at a hot spot with the dusk daughters
we bouncing... moving within the truth circles
we played you made you change...straight "New Yorked" you
we stratify our wealth from my loochie [money] in the bank
there's love amongst the ranks, now...I'm a...
...bout to meet my homegirl 'cause we be alike
a alike, c alike, let's g alike
jazzy joyce [on the wheels]
jazzy joyce [no one's smoother]
jazzy joyce [phatter than a '94 land cruiser]
where you from?
[the bronx representin' like whatever, pop]
cool are you slicker this year?
[yea, watch]
hit it...
"" ""
"" ""
"" ""

Well I'm swearing to God
Yeah, I'm so nervous
I can not feel anything
Save the tips of my fingers
Whenever comes
Just might not be the moment
Raise the roof, Yeah let's get out of this
My friends
20th Century
My friends
My friends
Pay attention y'all
To the signs
Pay attention to the questions
Let the energy rise to the moment
Yeah, that look in your eyes no description
My friends
20th Century
My friends
20th Century
My friends
20th Century
My friends
My friends

Seven degrees
I’m down on my knees
Waiting for the man to put me under his spell
07:05
he walks into sight
Giving me the eye he lifts my spirits high
His passion burns and my luck takes a turn
I’m reborn and alive with his love to survive
Is it good? Is it bad?
Am I simply going mad?
Is it fiction? Or Fact?
Am I really losing tact
Is he Magical
Logical
Natural…..I wonder….
He’s got the makings of my 7th Wonder
Seventy three
Kisses for me
That whisper through the silence his feelings for me
Softly he dips
My cherry-red lips
In the essence of hope on which my love can float
His passion burns and my luck takes a turn
I’m reborn and alive with his love to survive
Is it good? Is it bad?
Am I simply going mad?
Is it fiction? Or Fact?
Am I really losing tact
Is he Magical
Logical
Natural…..I wonder…..
He’s got the makings of my 7th Wonder
On Seven seas…we sail on this dream
Turning it into virtual reality…..reality
Chorus
Am I weak? Am I strong?
In his arms do I belong?
I could climb – Mountain high
For his love I’ll learn to fly
Is he Magical
Logical
Natural…..I wonder
He’s got the makings of my 7th Wonder

[Big Bank Hank]
Clap your hands everybody
And everybody just clap your hands
Ahh fly girls, clap your hands
Ahh fly guys, clap your hands
[Master G] Well if you're feeling alright and you think you're on
[Wonder Mike] Ah-somebody let me know
[Big Bank Hank] Well everybody in the place, put a whistle in your face
[all three] Scream it out and say [whistle] yooooo, hit it!
[Wonder Mike]
You don't stop
A-rock the rhythm that makes your finger pop
I said ah, hip-hop, ah thanks a lot
Ah c'mon everybody gimme whatcha got
[Master G]
I'm gonna tell you a little story about the Sugarhill Gang
[all three] With the pow pow boogie and a big bang bang
And if you wanna rap to the Sugarhill to the beat
[all three]
Gotta rap in the key of R-A-P
Now that is over I'm ready to jam
Want all you people, to clap your hands
Tonight we're gon-na, scream and shout
We're gonna turn this motha -- sucka out
To all of you people that are ready to jam
Scream it out and say, I am! (I AM!)
Some-body! (SOME-BODY!) Now you know you're hot
[Master G]
Ah see I met this girl and I said to her, "Honey
if you wanna be my baby you got ta gimme money!"
Turned around, didn't mean no harm
I knocked her out, with my vicious charm
I said, "No no baby it's not like that
Ya see I'm all about makin that cold cold cash"
Started jivin around, started messin wit her head
And next thing I know, she wanted to go to [whistle]
But to turn me on, you got to be the best
Cause I'm the Master G, I don't take no mess
Like T-N-T, I'm dynamite
Ya see I rock your body to the early light
And when you wake up in the morning you'll see I'm gone
And check it out girl, you're all alone
Cause you just been hit by the Capricorn King
I rocked you gentle, I rocked you/me
I rocked you in and I rocked you out
You made me scream but I made you shout [whistle]
[Wonder Mike]
Go dang diddy dang di-dang di-dang diggy diggy
Dang diddy dang di-dang di-dang diggy diggy
[Big Bank Hank]
See it's up my back, it's around my neck
Woo-HAH! Got them all in check
See it's up my back, it's around my neck
Woo-HAH! Got them all in check
[all three]
Ah let's scream, and let's shout
And let's turn this function out
and keep keep it on, but you don't rush
Ah let's make this party the real Cold Crush
Let's scream, and let's shout
Ah let's turn this function out
and keep keep it on, but you don't quit
Let's make the party the sure [whistle]
[Wonder Mike]
Once upon a time not long ago
everybody had on their radio
And then the fella came on with a groovy noise
to put the wiggle in the women and girls and boys
The word got around about three cool cats
who put the ?foot?, BACK, in the pack
And let me tell you party people just who we be
With the help of Big Bank and the Master G
[Interlude]
[Master G] So get up
[Big Bank Hank] Throwdown
[Wonder Mike] We're funkward bound
[all three] Hey the Sugarhill Gang is in your town
[Big Bank Hank] Now baby doll
[Wonder Mike] And all you daddy-o's
[all three] You better get ready to move your toes
[Master G] So get up
[Big Bank Hank] Throwdown
[Wonder Mike] We're funkward bound
[all three] Hey the Sugarhill Gang is in your town
[Big Bank Hank] Now baby doll
[Wonder Mike] And all you daddy-o's
[all three] Scream it out and say yoooo, hit it!
Shake it, but don't break it
Cause I know we can make make it
And if you're ready to party and you're dressed to kill
Somebody say, Sugarhill! (SUGARHILL!)
Sugarhill! (SUGARHILL!)
[Wonder Mike]
Ahh ahh, and let your worries take a chill pill
You go ahh, ahh, ah ahh oh ooh
[Big Bank Hank]
Chicka-pow!
Ha-ha-ha-ha-haa - hoo hoo!
(Hey could somebody turn their ?butt?)
Shake your body down, chicka-pow!
A get, a get, a get ready
What you see is what you get
And you ain't seen nothin yet
I don't think I'm bad don't box in no karate
Just an MC to put the boogie in your body
go, back and forth then forth and back
We're the Sugarhill Gang we take no slack
Don't wear diamond rings or drive big cars
But the people just treat us like movie stars
[Master G]
We go dang diddy dang di-dang di-dang diggy diggy
Dang diddy dang di-dang di-dang diggy diggy
Dang diddy dang di-dang di-dang diggy diggy
Dang diddy dang di-dang di-dang diggy diggy
[Big Bank Hank]
It's up my back, it's around my neck
Woo-HAH! Got them all in check
See it's up my back, it's around my neck
Woo-HAH! Got them all in check
[all three]
Ah let's scream, ah let's shout
Ah let's turn this function out
and keep keep it on, but you don't rush
Let's make this party the real Cold Crush
Let's scream, ah let's shout
Ah let's turn this function out
and keep keep it on, but you don't quit
Ah let's make this party the sure [whistle]
[Master G]
Well I'm the Master G, and I'm the best
All the ladies say my voice is rated X
I'm a touch of lightning, a taste of fire
Well I'm the Master G, and I'm your desire
Young ladies, I said I rock the nation
Cause I got my own, transportation
I can rock just about, any age
So let your fingers do the walkin through the yellow page
[Interlude]
[all three]
Shake it, ah don't break it
Cause I know we can make make make it
[Wonder Mike]
You go ah, ahh, ah ah oh ooh
And if you're ready to party and you're ready to jam
Scream it out and say, I am! (I AM!)
Some-body! (SOME-BODY!) Now you know you're hot
You go ah, ahh, ah ah oh ooh
(Say what?)
[various]
Shake your body down! Chicka-pow!
Wooooooooooooooooooooooooeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
Ooooaaah ooooaaah! Ah huh hah hah!
[wolf whistle]
I see you girl, c'mon wit it now
I want to rock your world
Get it, so get get it, get ready for this
C'mon!
Closer closer, ooooaaah ooooaaah!
All the girls
Aight baby I like to move it mama ahhahaha
A-hah-hah-hah-haa
Rrrrrrrrrrrrrah!
C'mon, yeah, closer
Wooo-hah! See that girl there?
To the beat beat beat
[whistle] Ah hah hah [wolf whistle]
Chicka-pow, ah huh huh huh huh huh, rrrrh, rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrah!
There you go, hah hah hah!
Ahh, ahh girl, yeah baby
To rock your world, ooooaaah, ooooaaah
Pick it up, bring it up get down
Hoo, hah, hoo, hah
Rrrrrrrrrrrrrah!
They definitely gotta be groovin now
Aight baby I like to move it mama ahhahaha
Say say say, ha ha
Say the bass was in your face
The hah's make you, made you rock
'ello m'love can I have this dance y'know?
Ahahahah-ha-hah
We got the groove to make you move
Oh me like it so, me like it so
Sugarhill Sugarhill
And you know that!
Everywhere
[wolf whistle]