[Released in 1991, "Choice (revisited)" stands as not only a seminal slice of middle-school rap, but as a stone cold classic that can rock a dancefloor to this day. It's also a prime example of a remix that betters the original in all regards, with most of the best-remembered elements (the chanting intro, the this-or-that backing vocals, the entire third verse, the descending bassline) appearing only in this version. Tongue-twisting wordplay, inspired use of samples, an infectious beat... And of course, the "engine engine number nine" section that precedes the final verse is one of the great shout-along moments in hip-hop.]
YO, C'MON! Who's the Black Sheep, what's the Black Sheep?
Know not who I am, or when I'm coming so you sleep
Wasn't in my room, I wasn't in your sphere
Knew not who I was, but listen here
Dres, D-R-E-S, yes I guess I can start
If it's all right with you, I'll rip this here one apart
Back, middle, to the front, don't front
Want a good time, wanna give you what you want
Can I hear a hey
Now get a yo
You gotta hey
It's for the hous'
The styling is creative, Black Sheep of the Native
Can't be violated, or even decepticated
I got brothers in the Jungle, cousins on the Quest
Deaf retarded uncles, in part is where they rest
Guess, which way, what, when, how
Mista Lawnge, Dres, Black Sheep slam NOW
Know you've heard the others, phonies to the lovers
Then of course, the choice is yours
You can get with this, or you can get with that
You can get with this, or you can get with that
You can get with this, or you can get with that
I think you'll go with this, 'cause this is where it's at.
You can get with this, or you can get with that
You can get with this, or you can get with that
You can get with this, or you can get with that
I think you'll go with this, 'cause this is kinda fat
Where's the Black Sheep, here's the Black Sheep
Even if we wanted to, the flock could not be weak
Watch me swing like this, why should I swing it like that
Because in fact, on me it might not attract
Therefore I ignore, do as I feel inside
I live with me, I've got my back tonight
Ya know what I'm saying, yo Black, I'm not playing
Need to go with this, or go with that with no delay, an'
See, in actuality, one but can it be,
I made it look easy, because it is to me
Any time capacity was filled, try to rock it
Any time a honey gave us play, tried to knock it
Never was a fool, so we finished school
Never see us sweat, and you'll never see us drool
Out to rock the globe while it's still here to rock
Don't punch girls, and we don't punch a clock
Gotta go, gotta go, see you later by the cat
And you can't beat that with a bat...
Engine, Engine, Number Nine
On the New York transit line
If my train goes off the track,
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up!
Back on the scene,
Crispy and clean,
You can try,
But then why,
Cause you can't intervene
We be the outcast
Down for the settle
Won't play rock
Won't play the pebble
Open the door, you best believe
We're sliding through it swift...ly
Niftily
We can make it hip to be
What we are 'cause what we be
Be the epitome, doo-dah-dippity
So now I dwell
Just to say you're plainer
Hold your cup cause I got the container
Pass a plate 'a,
Cross the fader
Black Sheep getting played like a Sony in a Beta
Never the traitor
Party inflata'
And you can get a scoop, later.
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