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Wildstyle Pirate Radio Script
VERSION 0.91
All artwork and contents by Kyle Sutton
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GAME TITLE: Grand Theft Auto: Vice City
DEVELOPER: Rockstar North
PUBLISHER: Rockstar Games
ESRB RATING: [M] for Mature
Written for the Sony Playstation(r)2 console
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UPDATES
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August 17, 2003 - Version 0.91:
- FAQ added to GameFAQs.com
- FAQ added to IGN.com
- Corrections on 2 Live Crew's "Get It Girl" lyrics
- Minor grammatical changes
- Minor layout, alignment and placement changes
in the Script section
August 1, 2003 - Rough Draft, Version 0.90 Completed
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TABLE OF CONTENTS
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* To skip right to a certain section of the guide, use the Find tool
(by pressing "Ctrl + F" or choosing "Edit > Find" on your browser) and
type in the number next to the section you would like to view.
1. Introduction
1.1: Mission/Legal Statement
1.2: About Wildstyle Pirate Radio
2. Script
2.1: Trouble Funk - "Pump Me Up"
2.2: Davy DMX - "One For The Treble (Vocal Mix)"
2.3: Cybotrton - "Clear"
2.4: Hashim - "Al-Naafiysh (The Soul)"
2.5: Herbie Hancock - "Rockit"
2.6: Afrika Bambaataa & The Soulsonic Force - "Looking For The
Perfect Beat"
2.7: 2 Live Crew - "Get It Girl"
2.8: Run DMC - "Rock Box"
2.9: Mantronix - "Bassline"
2.10: Tyrone Brunson - "The Smurf"
2.11: Whodini - "Magic's Wand"
2.12: Complete The Look commercial
2.13: Zapp & Roger - "More Bounce To The Ounce"
2.14: Grandmaster Flash & The Furious Five - "The Message"
2.15: Kurtis Blow - "The Breaks"
2.16: Man Parrish - "Hip Hop Be Bop (Don't Stop)"
3. Conclusion
3.1: Special Thanks
3.2: Contact
3.3: Closing
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1. INTRODUCTION
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Well, it's summer time once again and that means it's time to catch
up on some overdue gaming. I bought Grand Theft Auto: Vice City way back in
October 2002 when it was released, but never got around to posting an FAQ.
Since I've got the time now, I figured I'd write up the script to Wildstyle
Pirate Radio, one of my favorite stations that is yet to have its script posted.
Anyway, don't be surprised if I write a few more FAQs for this amazing game, but
for now, enjoy the contents of Wildstyle.
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1.1: Mission/Legal Statement
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This guide is solely intended to give gamers a written version of
what is said and played on the Grand Theft Auto: Vice City radio
station Wildstyle. The views expreessed on this station are not mine,
therefore complaints about these views should be directed to either Rockstar
Games, Rockstar North or the artists themselves (good luck), not myself. Enjoy!
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1.2: About Wildstyle Pirate Radio
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DJ: (Super Rockin') Mister Magic (a.k.a. Sir Juice) as himself
GENRE: Hip Hop/Electronic
SYNOPSIS: Wildstyle, also referred to as Pirate Radio is basically your
underground illgally-run radio station in the game. Hardly
any commercials and all music is what Wildstyle is all about.
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2. SCRIPT
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A few things to make note of:
* All lines make with an "(?)" indicates that I am unsure of what is being
said by the speaker, ot I took a (hopefully correct) guess. If you can
distinguish these hard-to-hear lines, by all means refer to the Contact
section of this guide in order to let me know.
* This script is written from the actual Wildstyle in-game
radio station, not the released soundtrack (I'm pretty sure they vary).
* Since Wildstyle IS a radio station, the DJ (Mr. Magic) tends to chime in
often during songs, and cut a few short as well. Since this is the case,
I am NOT going to give full lyrics for each song - only the parts that can
be heard until Mr. Magic chimes in (which is usually towards the very end
of a song, anyway).
* Don't forget that this is a rap/electro radio station, so some of these songs
have little or no lyrics at all.
Now I present to you the Wildstyle Pirate Radio script:
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2.1: Trouble Funk - "Pump Me Up"
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COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "B-boys (?) get ready, it's Wildstyle."
MR. MAGIC: "Put the tape recorders on pause, change the tapes in the boxes.
Super Rockin' Mister Magic holding it down with non-stop rap music. Keep it
right, it's Vice City on Pirate Radio."
COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "W-W-W-Wildstyle."
MR. MAGIC: "Yeah, yeah, we just keep making the music bigger and better all
the time. You can't stop Super Rockin' Mister Magic, no doubt, you can't stop
me, so don't even try."
COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Tear it up (?), Vice City."
MISTER MAGIC: "You're on Wildstyle Pirate Radio. Now all you fly guys and fly
girls, remember Mister Magic's golden rule, 'Be yourself, 'cause you might find
yourself by yourself, and that's no fun.'"
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Pump, pump, pump, pump me up!
Pump, pump, pump, pump me up!
Like the man with the super S on his cape
We're gonna jump to funk like we got no weight
I'm DJ Rock and I can pass the test
To get down with the rockers from the east to west
This party please that party please
I'll bump 'em all with the greatest of ease
It's DJ Rock with the master beat
And the boogie and the sound that moves your feet
Somebody say (Get up, get up!)
Somebody say (Get up, get up!)
You party good
You throw it down
You compliment this funky sound
The funk is here so you can groove
We're going to make your body move
And that's (?), his name is Dike
He's gonna hit you with the rap so you can boogie tonight
I say, downtown shopping was a fashion of mine
Just listen here closely while I tell you my line
I'm Slick Dike, and be very noid
I know him by the name of Sporty Shoid
And went checking out the others that dress so mean
They put me in the mind with a Miss Acarneen (?)
But Calvin Klein seemes to come through
Until East Sailor Ren {?) walks in to GQ
But that's not it, they still want more
So I sent 'em down to Studio 54
Say (?)(?)(?)
I've got genes (?) that make the tunes
Then you smile and your style is for mile propile (?)
It doesn't work a bigger, what can I do now (?)
Now you act like a soul (?), actin' just like a jerk
But all we want to see is your body work
Work your bo-dy
Work your bo-dy
Work your bo-dy (Work your body!)
Work your bo-dy
Work your bo-dy
Work your bo-dy (All the way!)
Work your bo-dy
Work your bo-dy
Work your bo-dy (Ow!)
Work your bo-dy
Work your bo-dy
Work
Pump, pump, pump, pump me up!
Pump, pump, pump, pump me up!
Like (?), they don't solve the case
You just listen to the sound of the funky bass
Like (?), come throw your horn
We gonna boogie on down 'till the break of dawn
Like a party over there, a party over there
We got a party all in this atmosphere
You just wiggle your neck and scrub your feet
And boogie on down to the funky beat
But they call me (?), and that's my name
And funkin' around, it is my game
'Cause everybody's tryin' to get funkatized
And this is what you need and that's a fact
With this you don't need no back attack
So if you're off for lunch, just take a hunch
And boogie on down with the rest of the bunch
You should be bumpin' your behind all in the air
All over the world, just everywhere
And if you're on the dance floor and you can't hang
Just sit on down and let us shake our thang
If you're still sittin' down and can't shake your rump
Holla (?)
Pump, pump, pump, pump me up!
Shake that thang
Shake that thang
A-you got to shake that thang (A-you got to)
Shake that thang
Shake that thang
A-you got to shake that thang
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MR. MAGIC: "No doubt, the music is all the way live on Wildstyle Pirate Radio
with Super Rockin' Mister Magic. You can't stop me, you can't find me, and
I've got a shoutout for the crew on the beach, gettin' some sun, stayin' out
of trouble, that's the Mister Magic way. Now let's do a little more music, on
Pirate Radio!"
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2.2: "Davy DMX - "One For The Treble (Vocal Mix)"
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COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Wildstyle."
MR. MAGIC: (singing along) "One for the treble, two for the bass, c'mon Davy
D, let's rock this place."
MR. MAGIC: "This is Wildstyle! This is a very special record for a very
special person. A personal friend of mine: Davy DMX, ya'll. Wildstyle."
COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Moving around (?) electro."
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Davy D
You are the best
Pop this beat 'cause it is so fresh
Fresh
Fresh
Fresh
Fresh
Fresh
Fresh
Fresh
Fresh
*scratched*
Fresh
Fresh
Fresh
*scratched*
Dave (?) shut (?) the record
Dave, (?) Dave (?) shut (?) the record
Dave, (?) Dave (?) shut (?) the record
Down
Dow-dow-down
Dow-dow-down the road
Down
Dow-dow-down
Dow-dow-down
Down the road
Down
Dow-dow-down
Dow-dow-down
Down the road
Down the road
Down the road
Down the road
Davy D
You are the best
Rock this beat with the DMX
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MR. MAGIC: "You think rap music is going away?! You doubting Super Rockin'
Mister Magic?! Rap music for life - what's wrong with you people?! Are sick or
something?! You on drugs?! Keep it locked on Wildstyle, that's right,
Magicland. Let's keep up the non-stop music with a very speical track from
Cybotron. Am I making myself clear? Let's keep it moving, ya'll."
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2.3: Cybotron - "Clear"
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Clear (Clear)
Clear (Clear)
Clear all this space (Clear all this space)
Clear today (Clear today)
Clear your mind (Clear your mind)
Clear (Clear) behind (?)
Clear this chance for you to find (?)
(?) will mean your mind
(?) for us to say
Tomorrow is a brand new day
One
Two
Three
Four
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MR. MAGIC: "Let the battle begin. Choose sides. The rap war is here."
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2.4: Hashim - "Al-Naafiysh (The Soul)"
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It's time
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MR. MAGIC: "Definitely fresh. All you fly guys and fly girls, choopers and
choopettes (?). Check it out, you're on Wildstyle. Now stay out of trouble,
and stay out of that other man's car. Stay away from all those older men,
girls. Super Rockin' Mister Magic, keep it movin', ya'll. It's Wildstyle on
Pirate Radio. What!"
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2.5: Herbie Hancock - "Rockit"
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COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Tear it up (?), Vice City."
COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "It's Pirate Radio."
MR. MAGIC: "A big shoutout to my man Cool Craig and Allen, along with their
homeboy Will, on heavy lockdown in the studio, finishing up their brand new
album. Keeping it locked to Wildstyle. Now this one's for you, but guys, stay
out of trouble. Good luck, Super Rockin' Mister Magic fimrly on your side.
It's Wildstyle on Pirate Radio."
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Don't stop it
Don't stop it
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MR. MAGIC: "Super Rockin' Mister Magic firmly in control! No changin' the
channel allowed!"
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2.6: Afrika Bambaataa & The Soulsonic Force -
"Looking For The Perfect Beat"
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Universal people looking for the perfect beat
All the motivations, looking for the perfect beat
Mighty Zulu Nation, they have found the perfect beat
I'm Afrika Bambaataa, I possess the perfect beat
Beat
Beat
Beat
Beat
Looking for the perfect beat
Searching for the perfect beat
Looking for the perfect beat
Seeking for the perfect beat
I must get mine
I'm out to get it
I must get mine
I'm out to get it
Now in this world of music, there are many great tunes (Tell 'em)
If there's no satisfaction, just take close-up action
(Listen now, listen now)
On your radio, you hear perfect beats played (Played)
If it makes you satisfied, just get a pony and ride (Giddy up!)
But if you're looking for the perfect, people
Well, here's a perfect beat for ya
So sign this (?)(?) with a chorus you can sing, round up
Looking for the perfect beat
Searching for the perfect beat
Looking for the perfect beat
Seeking for the perfect beat
I must get mine
I'm out to get it
I must get mine
I'm out to get it
Looking for the perfect beat
Looking for the perfect beat
Looking for the perfect beat
Looking for the perfect beat
Say we like to body rock the parties (party, party)
Say we like to body rock the parties (party, party)
You like to body rock the parties?
We like to instant pop the parties
Students of the music at every single age
Must exercise the quotes of Shakespeare with this life upon the stage
When we say life you know that (life has a meaning)
Our music we want pleasing
And all the things that we wanna keep teasing, teasing, teasing, teasing
Looking for the perfect beat, people
Well here's a perfect beat for ya
Looking for the perfect beat
Looking for the perfect beat
Looking for the perfect beat
Looking for the perfect beat
Looking for the perfect beat party, the one with the top sureshot mix hots (?)
A futuristic hit dance (to dance) (?) to party (Get loose, get loose)
Everytime we get into it, it makes us wheel and deal (Aw, shucks!)
Brings out the very best in us, that is for real
Now this is what you gotta do (This is what you gotta do)
This is one thing you must do
Round up!
Music is a must, its rhythm moves the women
To a spacy romantic motion that's (?) a hot molten (?)
At the spur (?) in living (?) moment, is a space to the parade
With the psychadelic shades to make you party party, everybody
This is what you gotta do (This is what you gotta do)
This is one thing you must do
Round up!
(Looking)
(Looking)
(I must get mine, I'm out to get it)
Mr. Biggs (looking for the perfect beat)
Now Pow Wow is (looking for the perfect beat)
The G-L-O-B-E (has found the perfect beat)
People of the world (looking for the perfect beat)
All the boys and girls (looking for the perfect beat)
The Soulsonic Force (has found the perfect beat)
Beat this!
Beat this!
Beat this!
(Looking for the perfect beat)
(Looking for the perfect beat)
Beat this!
(Looking for the perfect beat)
(Looking for the perfect beat)
Beat this!
Looking for the perfect beat, people
Well here's a perfect beat for ya
Soulsonic (?) with a chorus you can sing
Round up!
Looking for the perfect beat
Looking for the perfect beat (Beat this!)
Get up on this rhyme or you'll be left behind (Beat this!)
Now say say say say "Round up!" (Round up!)
Say "Round up!" (Round up!)
Say "Hit that beat" (Hit that beat)
"That perfect beat" (That perfect beat)
"I gotta get mine" (I gotta get mine)
"I gotta get mine" (I gotta get mine)
"It's working" (It's working)
"It's working" (It's working)
Say "We like to body rock the party" (We like to body rock the party)
Say "We like to body rock the party" (We like to body rock the party)
You like to body rock the party?
We like to instant pop the party
Looking
Looking
Looking, looking, looking, looking
(Hoo, hoo, hoo!)(Beat this!)
(Soulsonic Force)
(Hoo, hoo, hoo!)
(Beat this!)
(Soulsonic Force)
(Hoo, hoo, hoo!)(Beat this!)
(Soulsonic Force)
(Hoo, hoo, hoo!)
(Beat this!)
(Soulsonic-oinc-onic-onic-onic-onic Force)
We are the future, you are the past (Beat this!)
We are your future, you are the past (Beat this!)
(Hit that beat)
It's working
(Hit that beat, that perfect beat)
It's working
(Beat this!)
(Hit that beat, that perfect beat)
It's working
(Hit that beat, that perfect beat)
It's working
(Hit that beat, that perfect beat)
It's working
(Hit that beat, that perfect beat)
It's working
(Hit that beat, that perfect beat)
It's working
(Hit that beat, that perfect beat)
It's working
Keep looking, searching, seeking, finding
Looking, searching, seeking, finding
Looking, searching, seeking, finding
Looking, searching, seeking, finding
Looking, searching, seeking, finding
Looking, searching, seeking, finding
Looking, searching, seeking, finding
Looking, searching, seeking, finding
Keep looking for the perfect beat
And it will help you reach your peak
Keep dancing to our perfect beat
And it will help you reach your peak
Keep looking for the perfect beat
And it will help you reach your peak
Keep dancing to our perfect beat
And it willhelp you reach your peak
Keep looking for the perfect beat
And it willhelp you reach your peak
Keep dancing to our perfect beat
And it will help you reach your peak
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MR. MAGIC: "And they (?) know it like a poet. It's non-stop rap attack on your
radio. Pirate Radio! Wildstyle radio! Now stay tuned for the 2 Live Crew
givin' it all they got. Super Rockin' Mister Magic holdin' it down. Wildstyle!"
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2.7: 2 Live Crew - "Get It Girl"
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*scratched*
I wouldn't lie to you ... I want you to get ready to get on
'cause I got some ol' nasty-ass shit to talk tonight!
Please somebody...
Come on, girl
(Get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
(Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
(Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it)
(Get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
I'm the only man that can rock your world
Come with me and let me
(get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
*scratched together*
Come on girl
(Get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
(Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
(Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it)
(Get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
I've been lookin' at you for a while
With your big brown ass and a pretty smile
Every guy call you sexy but your man is weak
He can't satisfy you, baby, I'm your freak
If you want a real man, the man is me
Come into my world, I'm your fantasy
'Cause where you're goin' is into my world
Just straight up lovin', come and (get it girl)
*scratched together*
Don't stop
(Get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
(Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
(Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it)
(Get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
When you come to me all you do is ask
'Cause your fulfillment is my only task
I won't mislead you or mistreat you
I'll just kiss, hug and squeeze you
When you think of me, lovin's on your mind
It's written in the books that I'm one of a kind
I like makin' love seven days a week
Not like your man, I'm just a freak
Your man did you wrong, now it's my turn
After all this dick, I knew you would learn
'Cause there ain't another who can rock your world
Just open those legs and let me (get it girl)
(Get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
(Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
(Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it)
(Get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
Don't stop
(Get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
(Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
Don't stop
(Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it)
(Get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
Don't stop
(Get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
(Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
Don't stop
(Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it)
(Get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
Don't stop
(Get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
(Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
Don't stop
(Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it)
(Get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
(Grab hold of this, baby)
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MR. MAGIC: "Super Rockin' Mister Magic holding it down on Wildstyle Pirate
Radio. A big "whassup" to Little Havana, they in the house. Also Little Haiti
in the house. Washington Beach, on the check-in. Can't forget Ocean Beach,
they in the house. Prawn Island in the house. The house damn city's in Mister
Magic's house... apart from Starfish Island where the crabs live, definitely
not keeping it moving. The place to be is on Wildstyle Pirate Radio with me,
Super Rockin' Mister Magic."
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(Ohhhhhhh!) (Don't get me wrong, I'll take a lil' mo)
(Ooh, this is some good pussy)
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COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Transmitting from the engine room (?)."
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(Stop her with your tongue)
(Ooh, ooh, this is some good pussy)
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COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Moving around (?) electro."
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(Stop her with your tongue)
(Ooh, this is some good pussy)
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COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "This is Pirate Radio."
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(Stop her with your tongue)
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, this is some good pussy)
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(COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Wildstyle.")
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(Get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
(Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
(Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it)
(Get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
(Please somebody)
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COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Transmitting from the engine room (?)."
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2.8: Run DMC - "Rock Box"
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Run.. (Run..) D.. (D) M.. (M) C.. (C)
Rock.. (rock.. rock..)
For you! (for you.. for you..)
Fresh (fresh.. fresh..)
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MR. MAGIC: Non-stop rap music all over Vice City!
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For all you sucker MC's perpetratin' a FRAUD
Your rhymes are cold wack and keep the crowd cold lost
You're the kind of guy that girl ignored
I'm drivin Caddy, you fixin a FORD
My name is Joseph Simmons, but my middle name's Lloyd
And when I'm rockin on the mic, you should all applaud
Because we're wheelin, (dealin,) we got a funny feelin')
We rock from the FLOOR up the ceilin'
We groove it (you move it) it has been PROVEN
We calmed the Seven Seas because our music is SOOTHIN'
We create it (relate it) and often demonstrate it
We'll diss a sucker MC make the other suckers hate it
We're rising (suprising) and often hypnotizing
We always tell the TRUTH and then we never slip no lies in
No curls (no BRAIDS) peasy-head and still get paid
Jam Master cut the record up and down and cross-FADE
Because the rhymes I say, sharp as a nail
Witty as can be and not for sale
Always funky fresh, could NEVER be stale
Took the test to become an MC and didn't fail
I couldn't wait to demonstrate
All the super def rhymes that I create
I'm a wizard of a WORD, that's what you heard
And anything else is quite absurd
I'm the master of a MIC, that's what I say
And if I didn't say that, just say it anyWAY
Bust into the party, come in the place
See the first things come, the MUSIC in your face
(?) down the walls, some of the FLOOR
With the DJ named JAY with the cuts galore
So listen to this because it can't be missed
And you can't leave 'til you're dismissed
You can do anything that you want to
But you can't leave until we're through
So relax your BODY and your mind
And listen to us say this rhyme - HEY
You might think that you have WAITED
Long enough 'til the rhyme was STATED
But if it were a test it would be GRADED
With a grade that's not DEBATED
Nothing too deep and nothing dense
And all our rhymes make a lot of SENSE
So move your butt, to the cut
Run amuk, you're not in a rut
Each and everybody out there, we got the notion
We want to see y'all all in motion
Just SHAKE, WIGGLE jump up and down
Move your body to the funky sound
Side to side, back and forth
We're the two MC's, and we're gonna go off
Stand in place, walk or RUN
Tap your feet, you'll be on the one
Just snap your fingers and clap your hands
Our DJ's better than all these bands
HUH!
We got all the lines
And all the rhymes
We don't drop dimes
And we don't do CRIMES
We bake a little cake with Duncan Hines
And never wear the vest they call the Calvin Klein
'Cause Calvin Klein's no friend of mine
Don't want nobody's name on my behind
Lee on my legs, sneakers on my FEET
D by my side and Jay with the BEAT
Jay Jay Jay Jay Jay Jay.. (Uh)
We don't.. we don't.. we don't stop!
Don't.. don't.. don't.. don't stop! (JAY!)
One.. two.. tee..
Hollis Crew.. crew.. crew..
For.. for.. for.. for the love now..
Cool T now..
Hah, ?? ..
My, my man Jam Master..
is in his place to be.. (JAY! Jay.. Jay.. Jay..)
The big beat
blaster..
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COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "It's Pirate Radio"
COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "It's Pirate Radio"
COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "It's Pirate Radio"
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2.9: Mantronix - "Bassline"
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MR. MAGIC: "This is a Mister.. Mister.. Magic.. Magic.. super.. super..
flash.. flash.."
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COMING SOON
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MR. MAGIC: "You're listening to Wildstyle on Pirate Radio. Non-stop rap
music... at its finest, ya'll."
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2.10: Tyrone Brunson - "The Smurf"
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MR. MAGIC: "Matter of fact, you better get on it, doggone it. 'Cause
believe it or not, any fool can learn from his own mistakes, but it takes
a wise man or a wise girl like you to learn from the mistakes made by
others. Quick reminder to be yourself, 'cause you might find yourself by
yourself, and on Wildstyle, that's no fun. This is rap music, rap music
forever. I'm Super Rockin' Mister Magic holdin' it down. Keep it movin',
ya'll."
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*Instrumental*
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COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Si, senor b-boys (???)"
COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Electro."
COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Si, senor b-boys (???)"
COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Electro."
MR. MAGIC: "It's Wildstyle on Pirate Radio! Let's rock this joint, ya'll!"
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2.11: Whodini - "Magic's Wand"
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MR. MAGIC: "You're on Wildstyle with me, Super Rockin' Mister Magic. A
very special throwdown - for those of you who are new to Vice City,
this song is all about me and the Rap Attack. Pirate Radio. Wildstyle.
This is Whodini."
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WOMAN: "Oh my god, I think I'm having a Rap Attack!"
MAN: "Somebody get a doctor quick, man, she's having an attack!"
MAN #2: "She's having a Rap Attack, man, not heart attack" (*laughs*)
MAN: "Oh, you mean she's alright then, right?"
MAN #2: "Of course, man, you've never heard of a Mister Magic Rap Attack?
Where's this guy from, man?"
MAN: "Oh, I've heard of a heart attack or a Big Mac attack, but what's a Rap
Attack?"
MAN #2: "Come here, man, I see I'm-a have to explain it to you like this.
See a Rap Attack means..."
DJ's jammin' in the street
MC's rappin' to the beat
The people downstairs saying they can't sleep
'Cause the people upstairs are stomping their feet
It's not like they're starting a riot
We'll call the cops, we want some quiet.
There's no need for them to get excited
They're just mad because they're not invited.
It's all in Mister Magic's wand
MAN: "Oh, see now I understand what a rap attack is."
MAN #2: "Well it's about time!"
MAN: "Well all you had to do was explain it to me, but let me ask you a
question: how long have they been rockin' like this?"
Well rappin's always been around
It's just that it's big time now.
Every neighbourhood had it's own crew
It meant you against me and me against you.
They were jamming every week and at the neighbourhood sound
They charged a small price for the crowds to enter
The parties would packed inside and out
To see who was best at rocking the house
It's all in Mister Magic's...
Wand
Then magic went on the radio ad everybody said what a way to go
The moment he went on the air,
It was plain to see a new phase was here
He started out playin' mostly rap
Then they all said nobody's into that
Well they all turned out to be wrong
'Cause rappin' on the mic had caught on strong
Some still say that it's not what's happening
At the rappers delight went triple platinum
The record world was in for a smash
Sugarhill, Kurtis Blow, the Grandmaster Flash
Blondie, Stevie Wonder, Teena Marie
They even made a rapper outta me.
In no time at all, a star was born
And to think he owes it all to his magic wand
Now that you heard our rap and you caught a contact
And by now you ought to be blasted
We want you all to know that we got to go
But it was big fun while it lasted
Hey y'all, but we'll be back again so tell all your friends
Good things don't always come to an end
With somethin' inovative, rock you all well
From ecstasy and the rapper jalil
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MR. MAGIC: "Big, big shoutout to Lady Walker who's on vacation in Vice City,
all the way from London, England. Now she's a big fan of the show, which means
we keep it locked on Wildstyle. Now remember, if you're driving in the car,
please
proceed with a little extra safety and care. And Lady Walker, remember, we
drive on
the other side of the road in this country. Stay out of trouble."
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2.12: Complete The Look commercial
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MAN: "Sweaty leather track suit? Obsurdly fat dayglow laces? Something
missing?"
WOMAN: *whispering* "Complete the look."
MAN: "Complete the look with a replica car singded signia (?) on a
chunky gold plate chain at Vice City's one-stop shop for people
who know how to put the 'hip' into 'hip-hop.'"
WOMAN #2: "Wow, you look fresh."
MAN: "Complete the look."
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MR. MAGIC: "Wildstyle presents: a Mister Magic... world premiere (premiere..
premiere..)"
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2.13: Zapp & Roger - "More Bounce To The Ounce"
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More bounce
More bounce
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MR. MAGIC: "Yeah! You want more Mister Magic? Well, you've got him! Matter of
fact, get on it, doggone it! And always remember to be yourself. Never fake
the funk! It's Wildstyle on Pirate Radio somewhere in Vice City. Location: unknown."
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Much more bounce
More bounce to the ounce (Much more bounce)
More bounce to the ounce (Yeah)
More bounce to the ounce (Much more)
More bounce to the ounce (Work it with me, bounce)
More bounce to the ounce (To the ounce)
More bounce to the ounce (Not me again (?))
Get-get-get-get-get-get on the dance floor, baby
Get down, mama, yeah (More, mmm)
Get-get-get-get-get-get on the dance floor, baby
I never ever, ever, ever seen a sexy thing like you, baby (Mm)
Ooh-wee, ooh-wee, ooh-wee, ooh-ooh-wee
Ooh-wee, ooh-wee, ooh-wee, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...
Shake it, mama
Shake it, mama
For you, more bounce to the ounce (Better (?))
More bounce to the ounce (I like to watch them bounce)
More bounce to the ounce (???)
More bounce to the ounce
Give you more bounce to the ounce
Get-get-get-get-get-get on the dance floor, mama
Get down, baby, yeah, yeah
Lookie here, baby
Lookie there, mama
You got to let me
Ooh...you got to
Ooh-wee, ooh-wee, baby, ooh-wee, ooh-wee, ooh-wee
Ooh...baby
Mama, mama
Get-get-get-get-get-get on the dance floor, baby
Get down, mama, get down, baby
Get down, mama
I'll give you more bounce to the ounce (More bounce)
Give you more bounce to the ounce (I-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi)
Give you more bounce to the ounce (La-la-la-la-la)
More bounce to the ounce (Much more)
Give you more bounce to the ounce
Give you more bounce to the ounce (I-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi)
Give you more bounce to the ounce (Ooooh)
More bounce to the ounce
Give you more bounce to the ounce
More bounce to the ounce (Shucks, baby)
(Mmm, shucks)
(Much more bounce)
(Bounce to the ounce)
(Ah...)
(Much more bounce)
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MR. MAGIC: "Remember, you're on Wildstyle listening to me, Super Rockin'
Mister Magic on the microphone. Comin' to you live from a secret location
in Vice City, so officers, if you're listening, and I know you are, don't
try to stop us. You'll never find us. You can't stop us because we're
underground. Get it right, now. Got a big shoutout to Sir Leslie and his
homeboys from up north. Another one for Mister Sam and the boys and girls
downtown. Now let's get back to the non-stop music. Time for another Super
Rockin' Mister Magic Rap Attack, ya'll!"
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2.14: Grandmaster Flash & The Furious Five - "The Message"
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COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "B-boys (?) get ready, it's Wildstyle."
MR. MAGIC: "Check it out, ya'll! Super Rockin' Mister Magic a.k.a. Sir Juice
holdin' it down on Pirate Radio in Vice City. That means you can't stop us, no
matter how hard you try. It's that time again - a little bit of flavor from
Grandmaster Flash and The Furious Five."
COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Wildstyle."
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It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
Broken glass everywhere (COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Electro.")
People pissing on the stairs, you know they just don't care
I can't take the smell, can't take the noise
Got no money to move out, I guess I got no choice
Rats in the front room, roaches in the back
Junkie's in the alley with a baseball bat
I tried to get away, but I couldn't get far
'Cause a man with a tow-truck repossessed my car
Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge
I'm trying not to lose my head
Uh-huh-ha-ha-ha, it's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
Standing on the front stoop, hanging out the window
Watching all the cars go by, roaring as the breezes blow
Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
Eating out of garbage piles, used to be a fag-hag
Said she'll dance the tango, skip the light fandango
A Zircon princess seemed to lost her senses
Down at the peepshow, watching all the creeps
So she can tell her stories to the girls back home
She went to the city and got so so seditty
She had to get a pimp, she couldn't make it on her own
Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge
I'm trying not to lose my head
Uh-huh-ha-ha-ha, it's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
My brother's doing bad, stole my mother's T.V.
Says she watches to much, it's just not healthy
"All My Children" in the daytime, "Dallas" at night
Can't even see the game or the Sugar Ray fight
The bill collectors, they ring my phone
And scare my wife when I'm not home
Got a bum education, double-digit inflation
Can't take the train to the job, there's a strike at the station
Neon King Kong standin' on my back
Can't stop to turn around, broke my sacroiliac
A midrange, migraine, cancered membrane
Sometimes I think I'm going insane, I swear I might hijack a plane!
Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge
I'm trying not to lose my head
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
My son said, Daddy, I don't wanna go to school
'Cause the teacher's a jerk, he must think I'm a fool
And all the kids smoke reefer, I think it'd be cheaper
If I just got a job, learned to be a street sweeper
I dance to the beat, shuffle my feet
Wear a shirt and tie and run with the creeps
'Cause it's all about money, ain't a damn thing funny
You got to have a con in this land of milk and honey
They push that girl in front of a train
Took her to a doctor, sowed the arm on again
Stabbed that man, right in his heart
Gave him a transplant before a brand new start
I can't walk through the park, 'cause it's crazy after dark
Keep my hand on the gun, 'cause they got me on the run
I feel like an outlaw, broke my last glass jaw
Hear them say "You want some more?", livin' on a seesaw
Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge
I'm trying not to lose my head
Say what? It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
A child is born with no state of mind
Blind to the ways of mankind
God is smiling on you but he's frowning too
Because only God knows what you'll go through
You'll grow in the ghetto living second-rate
And your eyes will sing a song of deep hate
The places you play and where you stay
Looks like one great big alleyway
You'll admire all the number-book takers
Thugs, pimps and pushers and the big money-makers
Drivin' big cars, spendin' twenties and tens
And you'll wanna grow up to be just like them, huh
Smugglers, scramblers, burglars, gamblers
Pickpocket peddlers, even panhandlers
You say I'm cool, huh, I'm no fool
But then you wind up droppin' outta high school
Now you're unemployed, all non-void
Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd
Turned stick-up kid, but look what you done did
Got sent up for a eight-year bid
Now your manhood is took and you're a Maytag
Spend the next two years as a undercover fag
Being used and abused to serve like hell
'Til one day, you was found hung dead in the cell
It was plain to see that your life was lost
You was cold and your body swung back and forth
But now your eyes sing the sad, sad song
Of how you lived so fast and died so young
So don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge...
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MR. MAGIC: "Have you been watching TV lately? You seen that show Yuppie and
the Alien? Well I'll tell you, if that alien comes around my way, his passion
for justice will be seriously tested. And he'll be real glad he's got that
UFO, and I just might take his head out. What is this trash?! They trying to
keep us stupid or something?! Keep us obeying their rules?! That's why they
hate Pirate Radio! I'll let you make up your own minds on that one. The music
just can't stop on Wildstyle Pirate Radio forever"
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2.15: Kurtis Blow - "The Breaks"
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Clap your hands, everybody, if you've got what it takes
'Cause I'm Kurtis Blow and I want you to know that these are the breaks
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MR. MAGIC: "Yeah, yeah, you're listening to Super Rockin' Mister Magic on the
microphone in a class by itself. You can't stop us, you can't find us, it's
definitely Pirate Radio! As we kick it with Kurtis Blow..."
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Breaks on a bus, breaks on a car
Breaks to make you a superstar
Breaks to win and breaks to lose
But these here breaks will rock your shoes
And these are the breaks
Break it up, break it up, break it up!
If your woman steps out with another man
(That's the breaks, that's the breaks!)
And she runs off with him to Japan
(That's the breaks, that's the breaks!)
And the IRS says they want to chat
(That's the breaks, that's the breaks!)
And you can't explain why you claimed your cat
And Ma Bell (?) sends you a whopping bill
(That's the breaks, that's the breaks!)
With eighteen phone calls to Brazil
(That's the breaks, that's the breaks!)
And you borrowed money from the mob
(That's the breaks, that's the breaks!)
And yesterday you lost your job
(That's the breaks, that's the breaks!)
Well, these are the breaks
Break it up, break it up, break it up!
Throw your hands up in the sky
And wave 'em 'round from side to side
And if you deserve a break tonight
Somebody say alright! (Alright!)
Say ho-oo! (Ho-oo!)
And you don't stop
Keep on, somebody scream! (Owwww!)
Break down!
Breaks on a stage, breaks on a screen
Breaks to make your wallet lean
Breaks run cold and breaks run hot
Some folks got 'em and some have not
But these are the breaks
Break it up, break it up, break it up
Break down!
To the girl in brown, stop messing around
(Break it up, break it up!)
To the guy in blue, whatcha gonna do?
(Break it up, break it up!)
And to the girl in green, don't be so mean
(Break it up, break it up!)
And the guy in red, say what I said
(Break it up, break it up!)
Break down!
Brakes on a plane, brakes on a train
Breaks to make you go insane
Breaks in love, breaks in war
But we got the breaks to get you on the floor
And these are the breaks
Break it up, break it up, break it up
Break down! Yo!
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MR. MAGIC: "Back by popular demand... it's me, Mister Magic! If we're breaking
the rules, then how come you can't catch me? You can't find me! I know
why: 'cause it's magic! Yeah, yeah, Super Rockin' Mister Magic holdin' it
down. Now you want a commercial break? Wanna pay some bills? Well we have none
for ya! Wildstyle is Pirate Radio! We have no advertisers, no stationheads!
I'm telling you, all we do is play music! Super Rockin' Mister Magic throwin'
down a little more rap music and some electro for ya too, now."
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2.15: Man Parrish - "Hip Hop Be Bop (Don't Stop)"
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(Ohh, ohh)
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COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Transmitting from the engine room (?)."
COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Moving around (?) electro."
COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "This is Pirate Radio."
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(Yo, hey (?), check this out)
Don't stop
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COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Wildstyle."
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(Yo, hey (?), check this out)
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COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "W-W-W-Wildstyle."
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Don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
(Ohh, ohh)
Don't stop
(Ohh, ohh)
Don't stop
(Hip-hop) Bebop
Don't stop
(Hip-hop) Bebop
Don't stop
(Hip-hop) Bebop
Don't stop
(Hip-hop) Bebop
D-D-D-D-D-Don't stop
(*dogs barking*)
(*dogs barking*)
(Far out, man (?))
Don't stop
(Ohh, ohh)
(Far out, man (?))
Don't stop
(Ohh, ohh)
Don't stop
(Hip-hop) Bebop
Don't stop
(Hip-hop) Bebop
Don't stop
(Hip-hop) Bebop
Don't stop
(Hip-hop) Bebop
D-D-D-D-D-Don't stop
(Hey, hey, hey, hey)
Don't stop
(Ohh, ohh)
(Yo, hey (?), check this out)
Don't-don't-don't-don't-don't-don't-don't-don't-don't
D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-Don't stop
(Ohh, ohh)
(Yo, hey (?), check this out)
(That's right, that's right, that's right, that's right
That's right on one, you see (???))
(Hip-hop) Bebop
Don't stop
(Hip-hop) Bebop
Don't stop
(Hip-hop) Bebop
Don't stop
(Hip-hop) Bebop
D-D-D-D-D-Don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
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MR. MAGIC: "Check it out, ya'll, it's dangerous out there! So stay in your
homes and let Super Rockin' Mister Magic entertain you. That's right, Mister
Magic ain't sweatin' it, no matter how hot it gets."
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3. CONCLUSION
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3.1: Special Thanks
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This is the credits section, and is dedicated to those who helped me
in any way with this guide. I would like to thank:
- Rockstar Games and Rockstar North, for making such an amazing game.
- Myself, for taking the time to write this guide for you poor saps ;)
- IGN.com for adding this script to their list of FAQs
- CJay of GameFAQs.com for adding this script to the site
- All of the fantasic rap and electro groups that wrote and recorded
these songs way back in the day
- Mr. Magic for being an awesome Wildstyle DJ
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4.3: Contact
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Questions? Comments? Suggestions? If you have any of the above or me,
let me know. Here are a few ways you can reach me.
E-mail:
[email protected]
AIM: insomniac2587
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4.4: Closing
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Thank you for reading the Wildstyle Pirate Radio Script. Please feel free to
print this guide or revisit it again whenever necessary. Thank you and happy
gaming!
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All content of the Wildstyle Script by Kyle Sutton.
Copyright (c) 2003
