1 2 3 4
Bomfunk MC’s Lyrics


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Mr. Bu Bu back, back in the place
So hook up with the groove, the phat, phat bass
Rougher than rough on the richter scale
Bop-bop-bop place a map in hell
High way, our way, hip-hop hooray
Say what, what, what, what the (uh) you say
Old school, so you know I don't play
Knock em out the box just like Sugar Ray

You don't like it, so what, I don't care
I want to battle but it's not a fair play
I've got a million styles, baby, baby
Schizophrenic, no, definitely, maybe
You got static, the company tells me
Automatic is the key behind the game see
But even if they didn't know
I'd still be the sure shot master of the ceremony

One and two and three and four
Come on, come on, what ya waiting for
Let me know if you want some more
Bomfunk MC's gotta rhyme galore
One and two and three and four
Come on, come on, what ya waiting for
Let me know if you want some more
Bomfunk MC's gotta rhyme galore

Flow, flow, flowing once again
Mr. funky rhyme throwing down so good, it's bad
Like a, like a, like a lake with a deck
So now you gots to get with an audio no new chapter
You trapped to the track, you want more
Oh shit, I got you knocking on my door
Beam me up, beam me up, beam me up Scottie
Or I might get naughty and funk that body

Uh, uh, uh, holy hottie
Uh, uh, uh, holy hottie
Uh, uh, uh, holy hottie
Groupies, they're down with everybody

One and two and three and four
Come on, come on, what ya waiting for
Let me know if you want some more
Bomfunk MC's gotta rhyme galore
One and two and three and four
Come on, come on, what ya waiting for
Let me know if you want some more
Bomfunk MC's gotta rhyme galore

I'm like mad scientist on new territories
So never explored there, yeah, just heard stories
Homies surround the rough lyrical terrorist
The be to the O to the W is
Watching for your bass so I pass the test
In any old bad ass MC contest
This is the only scratch so you know we come fresh

One and two and three and four
Come on, come on, what ya waiting for
Let me know if you want some more
Bomfunk MC's gotta rhyme galore
One and two and three and four
Come on, come on, what ya waiting for




Let me know if you want some more
Bomfunk MC's gotta rhyme galore

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Bomfunk MC's song "1 2 3 4" speak about the artist’s love for rap and his unique style. The opening lines “Mr. Bu Bu back, back in the place, so hook up with the groove, the phat, phat bass” show the artist's enthusiasm to be back on the stage and groove with the music. The lyrics then depict the rapper’s confidence and his ability to knock out the competition, just like Sugar Ray, and his willingness to experiment with his music, as he sings, “I've got a million styles, baby, baby, schizophrenic, no, definitely, maybe.”


The chorus “One and two and three and four, come on, come on, what ya waiting for, let me know if you want some more, Bomfunk MC's gotta rhyme galore” shows the artist's excitement to offer more of his music to his fans. The lyrics also portray his cravings for new territories and his eagerness to explore new styles, as he sings, “I'm like a mad scientist on new territories, so never explored there, yeah, just heard stories, homies surround the rough lyrical terrorist.”


Overall, the lyrics of "1 2 3 4" signify the artist's confidence in his music and his desire to offer something new to his fans while staying true to his passion for rap.


Line by Line Meaning

Mr. Bu Bu back, back in the place
Mr. Bu Bu has returned to the music scene


So hook up with the groove, the phat, phat bass
Enjoy the music and move your body to the beats


Rougher than rough on the richter scale
The music is incredibly intense and powerful


Bop-bop-bop place a map in hell
The music is so loud that it could cause chaos in hell


High way, our way, hip-hop hooray
This is our way of celebrating hip-hop music


Say what, what, what, what the (uh) you say
What did you say? Can you repeat that?


Old school, so you know I don't play
I am a veteran of hip-hop and I take it very seriously


Knock em out the box just like Sugar Ray
I defeat my rivals just like Sugar Ray Robinson in boxing


You don't like it, so what, I don't care
I am not bothered if you don't appreciate my music


I want to battle but it's not a fair play
I want to compete but I am more skilled than my opponents


I've got a million styles, baby, baby
I have a diverse range of styles in my music


Schizophrenic, no, definitely, maybe
My style is not unstable like schizophrenia, but it might have multiple personalities


You got static, the company tells me
You have a problem with me, and my record company informed me about it


Automatic is the key behind the game see
The key to success in the music industry is to have automatic (pre-programmed) beats


But even if they didn't know
Even if others didn't recognize my talent,


I'd still be the sure shot master of the ceremony
I would still be confident and skilled in my rapping


Flow, flow, flowing once again
My music is flowing and continuous


Mr. funky rhyme throwing down so good, it's bad
My rhymes are so good that they're bad for my competitors


Like a, like a, like a lake with a deck
My rhyming flow is smooth like a lake with a deck


So now you gots to get with an audio no new chapter
You need to listen to my new music and appreciate it


You trapped to the track, you want more
You are captivated by my music and want to hear more


Oh shit, I got you knocking on my door
My music is so good that it attracts fans knocking on my door


Beam me up, beam me up, beam me up Scottie
The music is so out of this world that it requires teleportation


Or I might get naughty and funk that body
I might get daring and make you dance to the funky beat


Uh, uh, uh, holy hottie
Wow, you look amazing


Groupies, they're down with everybody
Groupies are willing to have sexual relations with anyone famous


I'm like mad scientist on new territories
I am like a scientist exploring new musical territories


So never explored there, yeah, just heard stories
I am going where no one has gone before, based on what I've heard


Homies surround the rough lyrical terrorist
My friends support me in my pursuit of being a fierce rapper


The be to the O to the W is
My name is Bow and I am a rapper


Watching for your bass so I pass the test
I am paying attention to the bass in your music so I can surpass you


In any old bad ass MC contest
I can compete and win in any hip-hop competition


This is the only scratch so you know we come fresh
This is the only version of the song, so it is completely new and fresh


One and two and three and four
This is the beat that you should be feeling


Come on, come on, what ya waiting for
What are you waiting for? Start moving to the beat


Let me know if you want some more
Tell me if you want more music like this


Bomfunk MC's gotta rhyme galore
As Bomfunk MCs, we have plenty of rhymes for you to enjoy




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: JAAKKO SAKARI SALOVAARA, RAYMOND EBANKS

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Comments from YouTube:

@karend9236

Still one of my favourite songs!

@liayesung5721

my fav track of this album!

@orlandobloom7181

Хип Хоп настоящий! Круто!

@magpie44

whoh!

@twentytwo138

Damn, such a good beat!

@user-dw3bw7ti2w

эх.... было же время, какие огненные треки выпускали, не то что сейчас. Бомфанк - одни из лучших в своем стиле!!! Огонь!

@beatxassassin6439

Я очень рад, что русские любят Bomfunk Mc так же, как и мы здесь, в Сербии. Оказывается, эту группу в основном слушают славянские народы, особенно сербы и русские :) Помню те 2000-е, когда я сорвался и послушал такой звук! Я 1991! Привет из Сербии и любовь к русскому народу! <3

@user-ec1vl5ys9e

@TjwillDamaverick1

i still dont understand why this shit is dope

@antontoshaboy8264

He he

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