After all the ruckus in recent months over the b-word, the n-word and the f-word being used to distressing levels in the rap industry aren’t you guys ready for something soothing to the ear drum? Yeah, me too.

No sound clips or downloads available for this audio-sensory experience. You must use your mind and create your own music. That’s right people, we’re implementing old fashioned imagination and it’ll feel so much better that way. Just wait and see.

Let’s play favorite jams from the past. You know, when the artists played actual instruments in the studio and most of them could actually read music? Yeah, yeah and they used real hand claps instead of automated ones. And a drum machine? R U kidding? Every group had a one man drum line.

Well this one is for you funky folk who still know how to use your imagination. No un-funky-people need read futher. Alright, to the beat yall! It’s 1970 something. You can throw your hands in the air and shake ‘em like you just don’t care or flip on your cigarette lighter and wave it around (Those of you who were doing unhealthy things with your lighters just cut it out already). Turn on the AM in your minds but think FM style.

Are you feeling a Brothers Johnson vibe in your brain? (Alright funk-and-groove fans, control yourselves now). Time to groove to “Stomp”. You know the beat. Match the lyrics and jam out at your computer karaoke style and learn those 5-10 words from those verses you never really picked up from the radio…

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Steppin’ out, the weekends open wide
Fill it up let’s blast the jams and ride
While we’re cruisin’ around in the street
Listen up for the partyin’ feet
Slap me five
That’s the place we’ve arrived
It’s alive

Ev’rybody take it to the top
We’re gonna stomp
All night
In the neighborhood
Don’t it feel alright
Gonna stomp
All night
Wanna party
‘Til the morning light

Ummm, runnin’ runnin’ runnin’

The set is hot
There’s people wall to wall
Old ones, young things
Short ones standing tall
Grab the one with the smile on her face
And hit the floor and stay right on the case
The heat is on
And the funk just won’t leave us alone

Ev’rybody take it to the top
We’re gonna Stomp
All night
In the neighborhood
Don’t it feel all right
Gonna stomp
All night
Wanna party
‘Til the morning light

Gonna Stomp
All night
In the neighborhood
Don’t it feel all right
Gonna stomp
All night
Wanna party
‘Til the morning light

STOMP

Stomp, step down in it
Put your foot where you feel the fit
Stomp you don’t want to quit
Put your heels where you’re feelin’ it

Stomp, step down in it
Put your foot where you feel the fit
Stomp you don’t want to quit
Put your heels where you’re feelin’ it

Stomp, step down in it
Put your foot where you feel the fit
Stomp you don’t want to quit
Put your heels where you’re feelin’ it

[Instrumental Interlude]

Stomp
All night
In the neighborhood
Don’t it feel all right
Gonna stomp
All night
Wanna party
‘Til the morning light

Stomp
All night
In the neighborhood
Don’t it feel all right
Gonna stomp
All night
Wanna party
‘Til the morning light…..