Don't you get me all that JIVE about things you wrote before I's alive ,Cause this ain't 1823 ain't even 1970
Now I'm the guy named Kurtis Blow and Christmas is one thing I know. So every year, just about this time, I celebrate it with a rhyme:
Gonna shake it, gonna bake it, gonna make it good, Gonna rock shock rock through your neighborhood. Gonna ring it, gonna sing it till it's understood.
My rap's about to happen, like the knee you was slappin; Or the toe you been tappin' on a hunk of wood.
'Bout a red suited dude, with a friendly attitude and a sleigh full of goodies for for the people on the block.
Got a long white beard, maybe looks kind of weird, and if you ever seen him he could give a
quite shock.
Now people let me tell ya about last year when the dude came flyin round here…