I love you

Can't pass the beat, can't pass the... hit me!
Can't pass the beat, can't pass the... hit me!

(Foxy)

So Candy Man I'm here, I've come to your house
We a proposition to lay bare
On the track afore this with the crazy black chicks
I was only feigning despair
I've come wi' my soul and I know its nae white
And it's stained with your cancerous ways
But it's nae for sale, there's no deal to be struck
Like in far-off Faustian days

No brother of Job, nor the son of Knox
And Calvin's nae cousin unto me
But I know where I've wronged and I've turned to the left
And travelled too far to see

Yeah I've lusted, and lied, and I've taken a line
And spent money that wasnae mine
I've stared at the stars while I lay in a ditch
With my belly all full of wine

Ho-ohhh!
Come on party people!
Come on party people!

So Candy Man come, let me tell you some more
We'll fix a time to settle the score
You pick the place, I'll be there
On blasted heath or midden moor
I'll use my wit, you use your powers
And we'll battle it out, hour by hour
And when it's done and you're laid to rest
I'll go hame rappin' rhymes o' jest

Rockin'
I love you
Rockboy
Rockboy

Rappin to the beat
Rappin to the beat
Rappin to the beat
Rappin to the beat

Here we go again - yeaaah boyyyyy!