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Freestylers & Tenor Fly - Keinijg 5 - B‐Boy Stance
Keinijg 5
Disc 1
01. Rude Rock Boy
02. Rock Me
03. Désolé
04. Ipamu
05. Ripgroove
06. Respect Is Burning
07. Glam Raid
08. Timber
09. Teardrop
10. Polyesterday
11. B‐Boy Stance
12. Dommestik & leverancier
13. Beat Goes On
14. Music in My Mind
15. Rock Your World
16. Fantastico
Disc 2
01. Smack My Bitch Up
02. Injected With a Poison (Babe Instinct’s Mutant disco mix)
03. Work It
04. Prix Choc (Free Tax mix by Alex Gopher)
05. Feeling
06. Petal (English Rose)
07. History Repeating
08. I Thought It Was You
09. Fly Life
10. Renegade Master ’98
11. Temper Temper
12. Saturday Teenage Kick
13. Algemeen beskaafd Nederlanz
14. Guess Who’s Back
15. Dangerous
16. Je ne veux pas
17. Weather Storm
Yeah!
Now listen to di fly alongside the freestylers, original gangsters
If you test a youth, then you end up inna plaster
And your days over, you dig?

Badman, why you want fi chuck it pon we?
Gyal say, "Dustin' all the community"
You might frighten them, but you don't frighten we
Woah, b-b-b-b-b-b-boi
Mr. Badman, why you want fi chuck it pon we?
Gyal say, "Dustin' all the community"
You might frighten them, but you don't frighten we
Woah, b-b-b-b-b-b-boi
Mr. Badman, badman, badman, badman
You know why?

Well!
This is Tenor, Five, and the youth freestylers
Original rude boy, original gangsters
If you test a youth, then your days are over
Boy, you no see your days are numbered
Ramp, we no joker, we no skin teeter
Rude boy a turn and we a fat boy a skeeter
Any boy test, a then him must get di feature
No surrender, and no defeat, 'cause
Boy try test, and then we lick off him head
Pure gunshot to a sound boy head
Know say we fire pure copper and lead
Boy, say say you're sorry

See we and dem no know we
And dem claim say dem bad like we
We are the original rude boy
And if a boy try test, a then him dead on me
Because

Badman, why you want fi chuck it pon we?
Gyal say, "Dustin' all the community"
You might frighten them, but you don't frighten we
Woah, b-b-b-b-b-b-boi
Mr. Badman, why you want fi chuck it pon we?
Gyal say, "Dustin' all the community"
You might frighten them, but you don't frighten we
Woah, b-b-b-b-b-b-boi
Mr. Badman, badman, badman, badman
You know why?

After we just come from prison and we get we parole
Inna fi we town where we mek a little stroll
In we palace, silk shirts, two piece of gold
But if a we hit, we a you we fi build home
This is not Robert De Niro or Al Pacino
We say freestylers, you end up inna sorrow
Boom, boom, say you never see tomorrow
Boy, you end up inna sorrow
Boom, boom, that a di sound of di gun
Boom, boom, you see a boy, him a run
Boom, boom, and we just a have fun
Because

See we and dem no know we
And dem claim say dem bad like we
We are the original rude boy
And if a boy try test, a then him dead on me
Because
Freestylers lick off him head
In the b-boy stance
Freestylers lick off him head
In the b-boy stance
Because

First they hear we, and then they know we
And at the yard, that's a place fi come test we
Now dem test we, them a go sorry
Now them get we mad and angry, because
Badman, why you want fi chuck it pon we?
Gyal say, "Dustin' all the community"
You might frighten them, but you don't frighten we
Woah, b-b-b-b-b-b-boi
First they hear we, and then they know we
And at the yard, that's a place fi come test we
Now dem test we, them a go sorry
Now them get we mad and angry, because
Badman, why you want fi chuck it pon we?
Gyal say, "Dustin' all the community"
You might frighten them, but you don't frighten we
Woah, b-b-b-b-b-b-boi
Mr. Badman, badman, badman, badman

Yeah!
Now listen to di fly alongside the freestylers, original gangsters
If you test a youth, then you end up inna plaster
And your days over, you dig?