What's Next - Leaders Of The New School

Yo, what’s that sound right there, y’all?

What’s that sound?

You know what I’m sayin', yeah

And it goes like this…

Skip to my Lou (Yes!)

I got a funky hop-scotch game goin' on (Get strong!)

I think you better follow this and come along

Heavens to Murgatroyd, we’ve come with another new song

(Sing along!) Ha!

(Tic!) Tica-tica-toc

(Who's that?) Comin' around the block (Leaders of The New!)

Yes, with the shit that is sure to hit the spot!

Oooh hot, yes!

Come in my Dragon’s Lair, that’s when I turn slayer

You know you better say your prayer!

(Open your eyes!) Rise!

Yes, I’ve come to (Civilize!)

Mr. Parasite, I got your big surprise

Mad effective as you vision my perspective, hot shot

Look at what you got, a super ache infected speed knot

Yo, it seems stunnin' every time I see the fraud comin'

100 miles and runnin', time to cock back the tool and start gunnin'

Let me tell you somethin', you ain’t sayin' nothin' with your fussin'

Now you got my cussin', bake you like a muffin full of stuffin'

For the world to see ya

Leaders of The New is in the place to be for '93 (Check it out)

(What's Next!?) We come fresh, no batty bwoy can test!

(What's Next!?) You know we wicked and we full up of finesse!

(What's Next!?) 'Cause when we deh a dance, we have fi impress!

(What's Next!?) To my brother C. Boogie Brown to come down!

Brooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooown!

You know I love they way it’s goin' down (Goin' down!)

You know I love they way it’s goin' down (Goin' down!)

I’m the one knight supreme (Bein', all seein')

Soul with the role (No, I’m not European)

Operator, operator, put me on hold

Stories untold, watch the dollars unfold

Watch women approach me with the invitations

Previous engagement, speculation

I hate when my girl says, «Give me some space»

On the telephone, and never to your face

I paid my dues, so lick the balls!

In the summer, in the winter, in the spring and in the fall

I’m rompin' and rippin', the needle ain’t skippin'

Gymnasiums and stadiums, the crowd be flippin'

The new to the next, of course the next is

The greatest, the grandest, of course you expect this

In cash, boom bash, slash, grammatical

Continual residual, flow is radical

All that and a bag of Chips Ahoy!

Tell your homeboys to bring the noise

Sunrise to sunset, yes, you will remember

Born on the 19th day of September

Peace to mom dukes, that’s C-dot-B-dot

Not for cock-block, stop and don’t jock

So take it, faker, snaker, phonograph, no paper

Just a Phillie for the ride, slide, peace!

See ya later!

What’s Next?!

(I know you love the way it’s goin' down!)

X the excessive express man, check it!

(Move it along) 'cause I really can’t jack it

Your cement mentality will end up in casualties

I got the right one, baby, and no, you can’t follow me

Got pieces of a dream I need to put together

I ain’t checkin' for nobody who’s droppin' bad manners

Whether I’m in or out of state, it doesn’t make a difference

Why the constant complainin' about my real appearance?

Sayin', «Milo, do you love me?»

You’re always askin'

What are you lookin' for, action or romancin'?

Now, who the hell you think you’re gassin'?

(Are ya crazy!?)

Don’t treat me like a Care Bear that’s always smilin'

I like drinkin' booze and sometimes wildin'

Don’t act new, baby (Huh!), or haven’t ya heard?

Keep 110 MPH and I’m in Duesenberg

Keep the main-on-tain and at an even rate

One Newport breath taker in the mornin' and you know I’m straight

(What's Next!?) Voodoo hex, 666 years of sorrow

Broken by the strength of the 7

Just do the knowledge and don’t ask no questions

(I know you love the way it’s goin' dooown!)

I hit up a green light crossin' and I am passin' on the road to riches

(4-by-4!) ridin' over ditches

Next with the missus, hugs and kisses

The switch you missed cause mental friction

Irrational addiction so complex, fleeeex!

(Time to have sex!)

Now, ask yourself, What’s Next?!

You love the way it’s goin' down!

You love the way it’s goin' down!

The sun will come out, but don’t doubt the D (Tomorrow!)

Let me see, Dinco, you can come out and play now

If you want to, only if you want me to

Or do strange dimensions of the pensions pile

Dispensers of bad fencers sensors while

(Bustin' loose!) takes over, you’re mentionin' how

It came to be in '93 with what you see now

In the corners where you go sportin' cones

Only a lonely homely Jones’ll make clones

Tone dial phone, girls grown close to testes

Jinglin' chrome press sewn, Leaders aren’t lefties or jet skis

Or what you call your animal when your pet pees?

(Woof!) Fuckin' dog, What’s Next, G?

I know you love the way, I know you love the way

I know you love the way it’s goin' down!

(What's Next!?)

I know you love the way, I know you love the way

I know you love the way it’s goin' dooooooooooowwwwwwwn!