Keep It Going lyrics

f/ missjones



Yeah.. keep it real.. and keep it going..



"Ah yes yes y`all, ah keep on hah

Ah keep on, to the break of dawn"



One, two, three, UH!



[Chorus]

I keep it going, I keep it going, I keep it going, yeh, yeh

I keep it going, I keep it going, I keep it going, yeh, yeh



{repeat Chorus



[Doug E. Fresh]

Check this out, yo

When I`m on stage and we start rockin

People feel the vibes and it`s on when

the hip-hop, come through your speakers

"Who`s in the house tonight?"

I need you to let me know where the party`s at

And I`ll make the whole place look like dat

And I`m gonna get things hype

And I know we can bounce all night

So just pump your fists in the air

and repeat, these words you hear, c`mon



[Chorus]



[Doug E. Fresh]

Uhh, uhh, yo!

The true funk rhythm, I knew that would get `em

out on the floor once it`s felt through the system

And this type of bounce is hype but smooth

Shim Sham heard it and said it`s the move

And it`s a hip-hop song thing, keepin it strong thing

Uhh, I don`t see nuttin wrong

When the place is packed, and the vibes ain`t wack

And you don`t know jack, and baby got back

Mo` is flowin, money`s showin

Represent yourself, huh..



[Chorus]



[Doug E. Fresh]

Yo, yo, now, C`MON

This is for my peeps that always check us

Coolin in your jeeps or maybe your Lexus

Drivin Up-town, or maybe through Brooklyn

but some people say Crooklyn

Money`s makin, bodies shakin

Party`s packed and there`s no mistakin

who`s in the house - UPTOWN! (Say what?)

Who`s in the house?BOOGIE DOWN

And I`m gonna keep things hype

And I know we can bounce all night

So just pump your fists in the air

and repeat, these words you hear, UHH!



"Ah yes yes y`all, ah keep on hah

Ah keep on, to the break of dawn" (repeat 2X)



[Doug E. Fresh]

Yo, recognize the real, and do what you feel

Keep it live in nine-five, and let`s chill

And brothers know my steelo

Command and demand respect wherever I go

Up-town, down-town

All around I represent the sound

that`s New York bound but don`t get it twisted

No need to bleach so butter your biscuits

Here`s the logistics, of characteristics

of brothers, make them another statistic

And that`s not the type of hype I`m into

So put up your hands and let`s continue to



[Chorus]



[Doug E. Fresh]

On records



[missjones]

You got a fast car

I got a ticket, to anywhere

Maybe we can make a deal (say what?)

Maybe together we can get somewhere

Cause anyplace is better

Startin from zero got nothin to lose

Maybe we`ll make somethin (uhh, c`mon)

Me myself got nothin to prove

(watch out) Mmm, mm, mm, mm, mm!



[Doug E. Fresh]

C`mon! One, two, three!
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