Lead/Whatcha Gonna?

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Whatcha Gonna?

Lead



Romaji English

Mazu wa taito ni uneru karada kyouki ranbu shi
Okusoko wo mite mina hey men now
Four menzu iketeru sutereo
Kizukeba koko B-boy park battle
Left hands on the mic phone yurero bounce baby
Check check micmaster
Machijuu run suru dokusou
Rock suru bouzu attention please
Asufaruto tsuyoku keri takaku jump
Oshiri penpen tobanai yatsu
Ore no masshiro na shuuzu tsuite kina
Hezzu step step one two dance
Hip hop hippie to the hippie hiphip hey you don't stop
Minna notteke minna
Nokkete clap clap L the E the A the D

Whatcha gonna do?
Jishin arige ni cap mawashite
Shisen aoru you ni
Show me what you got
Rikinda kobushi mic shoubai dougu
Kono michi de yuku

Machigainai panchirain heso magari
Omoi koshi age put your hands up
Daibu suru tenohira no wave
Mikaitaku no chi e kimi wo haitatsu oh!
Kono suteeji kaitai wo
Kotoba no chanbara the def light
Te wo furina yo left and right
Hi power jump around alright
Kousoku spin en wo kaku body line
Mattanashi nousatsu flow da supiikaa
Mae nigiyaka haneru suniikaa
Furikiru meetaa yukisaki wa
Rock the house body people saa
Rock the house two turntable
Rock the house four MCs
Rock the house rock the house

Whatcha gonna say?
Zanshin ruutin wa tight
Bonjin ja saigen fukanou I know
Do the best you got
Zenshin zenrei step hippatteku
Jidai jikan mo zenbu

Zenjin mitou kono battle street de
(Keep you all in check)
Karada ga oboeta saitan kyori to win
Tsukisusume ima shikai warukutemo
Koe dashite iku ze hora rock! Lead!
Tsuite kina saigo made

Put your hands up sono ryoute de sora aoge
Put your hands up madamada monotarinai ze
Put your hands up whatcha gonna do whatcha gonna do
Put your hands up three, two, one come on
My yume suru rhyme bump bump
Riaru keep it riaru kyoumi aru
Nanakorobi yaoki
It's fankii kureijii monkii sekushii de daatii
Yokome de nagashi hip hop sound
Kick suru sound on gokurousan tte
Shangurira tsurete iku ze baby
Dakara koe takaraka your mind kaihou

Whatcha gonna do?
Jishin arige ni cap mawashite
Shisen aoru you ni
Show me what you got
Rikinda kobushi mic shoubai dougu
Kono michi de yuku
Whatcha gonna say?
Zanshin ruutin wa tight
Bonjin ja saigen fukanou I know
Do the best you got
Zenshin zenrei step hippatteku
Jidai jikan mo zenbu

First undulate tightly, dancing wildly
Look in the bottom of your heart, hey men now
Four men's cool stereo
Before you notice, this place is a B-boy park battle
Left hand's on the mic phone, swaying, bounce, baby
Check check micmaster
Running through the streets
Original rock, boy, attention please
Kick off from the asphalt and jump up high
If you can't fly, you'll get your butt smacked
Follow my white shoes
Heads, step step, one, two, dance
Hip hop hippie to the hippie hiphip hey you don't stop
Everyone, get down, everyone
Jump on, clap clap L the E the A the D

Whatcha gonna do?
Pass your cap around with confidence
With an agitated glance
Show me what you got
Gripping the mic, it's my tool of the trade
I'm going down this road

No doubt about it, pantylines, perversity
Tuck your shirt in, put your hands up
I'm gonna dive onto the waves of hands
And deliver you to an undeveloped area, oh!
This stage is a swordfight
Of words, the def light
Wave your hands left and right
Hi power jump around alright
It's a high-speed spin in a circle, body line
It's now or never, brainwashing you with the flow from da speaker
It's noisy up ahead, jumping in your sneakers
Shake off the meter, your destination is...
Rock the house, body people, come on
Rock the house, two turntables
Rock the house, four MCs
Rock the house, rock the house

Whatcha gonna say?
This new routine is tight
Ordinary people can't reproduce this, I know
Do the best you got
Strike your steps with all your body and soul
The age, the time, and everything

On an unexplored battle street
(Keep you all in check)
My body knows the shortest distance to win
Push forward now, even if your vision's obscured
Raise your voice, yeah, rock! Lead!
Follow me to the end

Put your hands up, put your hands up like that
Put your hands up, it's still not enough
Put your hands up, whatcha gonna do, whatcha gonna do
Put your hands up, three, two, one, come on
My dreaming rhyme bump bump
Real, keep it real, I'm interested
If you fall down, just get back up again
It's funky crazy monkey sexy and dirty
With a sidelong glance, hip hop sound
Kick the sound on, thank you
I'll take you to Shangri-la, baby
So raise your voice and free your mind

Whatcha gonna do?
Pass your cap around with confidence
With an agitated glance
Show me what you got
Gripping the mic, it's my tool of the trade
I'm going down this road
Whatcha gonna say?
This new routine is tight
Ordinary people can't reproduce this, I know
Do the best you got
Strike your steps with all your body and soul
The age, the time, and everything