Well I feel pretty good And I guess that I could get crazy now, baby 'Cause we all got in tune When the dressing room got hazy now, baby
I know how you want it, child, Hot, sweet, and tight The girls can't stand it When you're doing it right When they're up on the stand And then they kick out the jams, yes Kick out the jams, I like to kick 'em out
Yes I'm startin' to sweat You know my shirt's all wet What a feelin' And the sound that abounds and Resounds and rebounds off the ceiling You gotta have it, baby You can't do without When you get the feelin' You've got the sounds above Put that mic in my hand And let me kick out the jams Yes, kick out the jams, got to kick 'em out
So you got to get it up And then can't get enough That's what .... 'Cause it gets in your brain It drives you insane, makes you crazy The ...... the faster you funk If you wanna feed my rocket Till the morning comes Let me be who I am And let me kick out the jams Yes kick out the jams I done kick 'em out
Yorman Briceño Tovar.
Un nuevo estilo inspirado en el metal y el rap aparece a principio de los \"90. Grandiosa combinaciòn que nos hace ver en sus liricas lo ciegos, consumistas y adoradores de la violencia que se han vuelto nuestras sociedades. R.A.T.M. Cultura, justicia y muy buena mùsica estimulante!!!
Mèrida - Venezuela.