Flyes High by Ron Hollis Lyrics
Well hello y'all, this ain't no test
I'm the Flye with my rappers and they are the best
I say I'm number one, the toast of the town
And when you listen to my sounds you got to party down
Well I'm here to freak the beat
So get your behind up out your seat
They call me the Flye and I tell you why
Because I don't spell my name F-L-Y
And when I spell name I add an E
Exquisite is what it means you see
I don't drink, smoke, or take dope
But don't need to tell you why
Because once you hear my golden voice
And you'll know how I get high
I'm a six-foot-three bad MC man
And I have no problem gettin' a lady's hand
Well just the other night while I was shockin' the house
I saw this girl who quiet as a mouse
She came up to my booth, looked deep into my eyes
Then she said four words, "I love you Flye"
And so "I said come up and write your number down
And when I'm done you and me can do the town"
Then I went right back to rockin' the mic
Doin' all the things everybody likes
Well I was rockin' the mic and I was rockin' it hard
I was even rockin' my bodyguard
You see, tryin' to freak without my beat
Is like going on a date without a girl
Like me without my California curl
Like running for an hour and not going a mile
Like Magic Johnson without his smile
Like Cronkite not doin' the news
And like a BB King a-not singing the blues
Like the LA freeways without the cars
Like Hollywood without the stars
I say I'm the Flye with the funky beat
So good like sex three times a week
I say I'm the Flye with the funky sound
And you can tell by the way that I go down
You can try my raps but you'll get 'em wrong
'Cause I'm a big bad brother with a funky song
LA is my city
Where the brothers are sharp and the ladies are pretty
LA is a city on the ocean
I can rock 'em at the beach if I get the notion
When they see my ride pull up they just can't wait
They want me to come and rock all the people gettin' down on roller-skates
But when I'm done I rock the boats, sometimes I rock the sails
And when I'm feeling super bad I even rock the whales
When I rock the whales I'm all the way live
'Cause on the Richter scale it's an 8.5
The force in LA cause the quakes
But it's the voice in me that makes the sounds shake
As sure as the Steelers are called the Steel Curtain
When I come around the ladies start flirting
As sure as Cincinnati's the Big Red Machine
I'm a super cool brother and I'm built super lean
As sure as the Dodgers are the Big Blue Wrecking Crew
The things I do on the mic are for you
And I'll rock you anytime you want
'Cause I'm cool enough to rock with Lola Falana
Then I hop in my ride to take a drive
Turn up my stereo and I'm all the way live
I don't drive a big fancy car
'Cause the one I have takes me just as far
I drive a Bug and I'm happy to say
It's the baddest Bug in all of LA
But when I drive, I don't cruise
Because I ain't got no time to lose
I've always got to go somewhere to rock the mic in a vicious way
Whether it be in Hollywood, Beverly Hills, or in my favorite city, LA
You might think the only place I rock is LA and that ain't true
I rock Chicago, I rock Detroit
And I rock New York City too
Like champagne flows when you pop the cork
Well let me tell you what happened when I went to New York
Well I walked through the door and what did I see?
Saw a fine young lady freakin' to the beat
So I started to dance and have a little fun
It was me and her for just a one on one
Then I started to freak and I was doing my best
And all of a sudden I just grabbed her chest
You see she looked so good, she looked so fine
She made me shake and shiver
But in the end when it was time to get down
You know the Flye here did deliver
Then I rocked the party into the streets
Everybody around was a-just a-doing the freak
Yes yes y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-like this y'all
A-don't stop
A-yes yes y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-like this y'all
A-don't stop
I came back by way of the Motor City
Where I met a chick and Lord she was pretty
She led me down into the disco
She said "Here's the mic, so go-go"
So I took the mic and I got on down
My vicious raps were rockin' the town
Then I took the party on a funk-filled high
With a disco force and the voice of the Flye
Said do the Rock, I said do the Freak
Come on Detroit, get down to my beat
Like this y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-check it out y'all
A-don't stop
Like this y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-check it out y'all
A-don't stop
Well once again I was on the go
And my next stop was in Chicago
Well when I got there I was right on time
And I tried a few of my new party rhymes
The rhymes were so good they make your head spin
The rap was so strong it stopped the wind
Then the softest girl all dressed in red
She came up to me and then she said
"When I hear your voice I'm in heaven
'Cause on a scale of 1 to 10 you're a 37"
I'm the Flye, I don't hesitate
So I asked her out for a date
It was a one on one, just her and me
And the rest is history
A-like this y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-check it out y'all
A-don't stop
A-like this y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-check it out y'all
A-don't stop
On Christmas Eve, I got back to LA
I wasn't in a good mood, I'm sorry to say
While I was sitting down, not feeling fine
I watched this girl while she shook her behind
She was moving her body in a way that I liked
So I went up and said "Give me the mic"
While almost everybody was doing the Rock
And a few brothers jammed with a pop and lock
A-like this y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-check it out y'all
A-don't stop
A-like this y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-check it out y'all
A-don't stop
I say I'm the Flye, a rappin' man
But let me tell you how it all began
On my sixth birthday, my dad came home
And gave me a present, a microphone
During lunch in school, everyday
I rocked the mic in a vicious way
When I reached the age of nine
I was known as the kid with the bad party rhymes
Well now I'm at the age of 19
I'm the Flye and my raps are super mean
I'm the baddest rapper in all the land
And I got more women than any man
In the East, West, North and South
I pick 'em up anytime and shock the house
And just let me tell you something 'bout the way I play my game
Here's a fact you can find in the hall of fame
You're not a fly girl or a fly guy
Until you've been rocked by the Flye
You see, "fly girl and guy" come from my name
Like I say that fact is in the hall of fame
See, my raps are bad, and my raps are fine
They put a vicious whippin' in your behind
A-like this y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-check it out y'all
A-don't stop
A-like this y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-check it out y'all
A-don't stop
I say when I die, you bury me deep
You put two turntables at my feet
You put two big speakers at my head
And the Flye will rock the living dead
You put a microphone in my hand
And I'll talk my stuff like a natural man
You got the voice of me to set you free
You spell it F-L-Y-E
A-like this y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-check it out y'all
A-don't stop
A-like this y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-check it out y'all
A-don't stop
This is the Flye, I'm rockin' on and on
And I'd hate to stop the rock before the crack of dawn
And that's like a gourmet that can't cook
Like Abdul-Jabbar without the skyhook
And like Dr. J without the dunk
And like Parliament without the funk
I say I am the Flye with my disco show
Rappin' to the beat in stereo
A-like this y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-check it out y'all
A-don't stop
A-like this y'all
A-to the beat y'all
We check it out y'all
We don't stop
Rock on y'all
Keep on y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-don't stop
Rock, rock y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-check us out y'all
A-don't stop
Rock on y'all
Keep on y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-don't stop
Rock, rock y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-check us out y'all
A-don't stop
I'm the Flye with my rappers and they are the best
I say I'm number one, the toast of the town
And when you listen to my sounds you got to party down
Well I'm here to freak the beat
So get your behind up out your seat
They call me the Flye and I tell you why
Because I don't spell my name F-L-Y
And when I spell name I add an E
Exquisite is what it means you see
I don't drink, smoke, or take dope
But don't need to tell you why
Because once you hear my golden voice
And you'll know how I get high
I'm a six-foot-three bad MC man
And I have no problem gettin' a lady's hand
Well just the other night while I was shockin' the house
I saw this girl who quiet as a mouse
She came up to my booth, looked deep into my eyes
Then she said four words, "I love you Flye"
And so "I said come up and write your number down
And when I'm done you and me can do the town"
Then I went right back to rockin' the mic
Doin' all the things everybody likes
Well I was rockin' the mic and I was rockin' it hard
I was even rockin' my bodyguard
You see, tryin' to freak without my beat
Is like going on a date without a girl
Like me without my California curl
Like running for an hour and not going a mile
Like Magic Johnson without his smile
Like Cronkite not doin' the news
And like a BB King a-not singing the blues
Like the LA freeways without the cars
Like Hollywood without the stars
I say I'm the Flye with the funky beat
So good like sex three times a week
I say I'm the Flye with the funky sound
And you can tell by the way that I go down
You can try my raps but you'll get 'em wrong
'Cause I'm a big bad brother with a funky song
LA is my city
Where the brothers are sharp and the ladies are pretty
LA is a city on the ocean
I can rock 'em at the beach if I get the notion
When they see my ride pull up they just can't wait
They want me to come and rock all the people gettin' down on roller-skates
But when I'm done I rock the boats, sometimes I rock the sails
And when I'm feeling super bad I even rock the whales
When I rock the whales I'm all the way live
'Cause on the Richter scale it's an 8.5
The force in LA cause the quakes
But it's the voice in me that makes the sounds shake
As sure as the Steelers are called the Steel Curtain
When I come around the ladies start flirting
As sure as Cincinnati's the Big Red Machine
I'm a super cool brother and I'm built super lean
As sure as the Dodgers are the Big Blue Wrecking Crew
The things I do on the mic are for you
And I'll rock you anytime you want
'Cause I'm cool enough to rock with Lola Falana
Then I hop in my ride to take a drive
Turn up my stereo and I'm all the way live
I don't drive a big fancy car
'Cause the one I have takes me just as far
I drive a Bug and I'm happy to say
It's the baddest Bug in all of LA
But when I drive, I don't cruise
Because I ain't got no time to lose
I've always got to go somewhere to rock the mic in a vicious way
Whether it be in Hollywood, Beverly Hills, or in my favorite city, LA
You might think the only place I rock is LA and that ain't true
I rock Chicago, I rock Detroit
And I rock New York City too
Like champagne flows when you pop the cork
Well let me tell you what happened when I went to New York
Well I walked through the door and what did I see?
Saw a fine young lady freakin' to the beat
So I started to dance and have a little fun
It was me and her for just a one on one
Then I started to freak and I was doing my best
And all of a sudden I just grabbed her chest
You see she looked so good, she looked so fine
She made me shake and shiver
But in the end when it was time to get down
You know the Flye here did deliver
Then I rocked the party into the streets
Everybody around was a-just a-doing the freak
Yes yes y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-like this y'all
A-don't stop
A-yes yes y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-like this y'all
A-don't stop
I came back by way of the Motor City
Where I met a chick and Lord she was pretty
She led me down into the disco
She said "Here's the mic, so go-go"
So I took the mic and I got on down
My vicious raps were rockin' the town
Then I took the party on a funk-filled high
With a disco force and the voice of the Flye
Said do the Rock, I said do the Freak
Come on Detroit, get down to my beat
Like this y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-check it out y'all
A-don't stop
Like this y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-check it out y'all
A-don't stop
Well once again I was on the go
And my next stop was in Chicago
Well when I got there I was right on time
And I tried a few of my new party rhymes
The rhymes were so good they make your head spin
The rap was so strong it stopped the wind
Then the softest girl all dressed in red
She came up to me and then she said
"When I hear your voice I'm in heaven
'Cause on a scale of 1 to 10 you're a 37"
I'm the Flye, I don't hesitate
So I asked her out for a date
It was a one on one, just her and me
And the rest is history
A-like this y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-check it out y'all
A-don't stop
A-like this y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-check it out y'all
A-don't stop
On Christmas Eve, I got back to LA
I wasn't in a good mood, I'm sorry to say
While I was sitting down, not feeling fine
I watched this girl while she shook her behind
She was moving her body in a way that I liked
So I went up and said "Give me the mic"
While almost everybody was doing the Rock
And a few brothers jammed with a pop and lock
A-like this y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-check it out y'all
A-don't stop
A-like this y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-check it out y'all
A-don't stop
I say I'm the Flye, a rappin' man
But let me tell you how it all began
On my sixth birthday, my dad came home
And gave me a present, a microphone
During lunch in school, everyday
I rocked the mic in a vicious way
When I reached the age of nine
I was known as the kid with the bad party rhymes
Well now I'm at the age of 19
I'm the Flye and my raps are super mean
I'm the baddest rapper in all the land
And I got more women than any man
In the East, West, North and South
I pick 'em up anytime and shock the house
And just let me tell you something 'bout the way I play my game
Here's a fact you can find in the hall of fame
You're not a fly girl or a fly guy
Until you've been rocked by the Flye
You see, "fly girl and guy" come from my name
Like I say that fact is in the hall of fame
See, my raps are bad, and my raps are fine
They put a vicious whippin' in your behind
A-like this y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-check it out y'all
A-don't stop
A-like this y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-check it out y'all
A-don't stop
I say when I die, you bury me deep
You put two turntables at my feet
You put two big speakers at my head
And the Flye will rock the living dead
You put a microphone in my hand
And I'll talk my stuff like a natural man
You got the voice of me to set you free
You spell it F-L-Y-E
A-like this y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-check it out y'all
A-don't stop
A-like this y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-check it out y'all
A-don't stop
This is the Flye, I'm rockin' on and on
And I'd hate to stop the rock before the crack of dawn
And that's like a gourmet that can't cook
Like Abdul-Jabbar without the skyhook
And like Dr. J without the dunk
And like Parliament without the funk
I say I am the Flye with my disco show
Rappin' to the beat in stereo
A-like this y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-check it out y'all
A-don't stop
A-like this y'all
A-to the beat y'all
We check it out y'all
We don't stop
Rock on y'all
Keep on y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-don't stop
Rock, rock y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-check us out y'all
A-don't stop
Rock on y'all
Keep on y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-don't stop
Rock, rock y'all
A-to the beat y'all
A-check us out y'all
A-don't stop