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The words of Doc Mo Shé are published below. They are ©1991-1997 Malpractice Music/BMI which completely protects them in all nations of the earth from being commandeered and used in commerce without paying the mfer that made up the shizz. You ARE permitted to utilize certain patented DMS yinglish rap terms and perpetuate them into long-lasting slang upon the streets of your hood on Earth. Please feel free to remake any tune in a completely different genre and style (your own) and i will sell it on iTunes, et al and share the love, my jizzle.
1. Hanukkah Homeboy
2. Schmo
3. Bar Mitzvah Rap
4. NJB
5. Rap Of Judea
6. Sinister
7. Force Is Tha Word
8. Oy Vey
9. Nothin2 Lose
2,6,7,8 from the film "Doc Mo Shé & The Heavy G Force"
9 from the film "Nothing to Lose"
i am the hanukkah homeboy
oy-oy-oy-vey-is-mearre
At the end of the year there's a celebration
that feeds the economy of our whole nation
but there's a lesser known holiday
the Festival of lights, 8 days done our way
it's lots of fun we make no tsimis
this ain't no kosher Christmas
it's Hanukkah, i got my menorah
to do what i do it takes real chutzpah
He's the Hanukkah Homeboy
Whatcha doing for Hanukkah Homeboy
The Hanukkah Homeboy
Whatcha doin' for Hanukkah
'though i'm doin' the shtick from the African brother
i'm the number one son of a Jewish mother
know Al Jolson'd be proud of me
Got more steps than Sammy D
Ya see don't think of Homeboy as religious spoof
i'm more like a fiddler on a hot tin roof
no, i ain't screwy
well maybe a little meshoogie
He's the Hanukkah Homeboy
Whatcha doing for Hanukkah Homeboy
The Hanukkah Homeboy
Whatcha doin' for Hanukkah
Flipped his lid like Abraham did
a bit divided on Solomon's kid
Say you're running around with another shiksah?
don't you remember your Bar Mitzvah?
Sure, i remember the rabbi's handshake
pass another potato pancake
On the first day of Hanukkah i just got socks
it's twenty bucks a pound for Nova Scotia lox
flipped through the book of designer noses
popped the box on my new Air Moses
on the court they cannot stop us
but we don't play on Shabbos
i said excuse me, i do the Macabee
outta my face, oy you can't touch me
Chorus
Then they called this mensch to a Hanukkah party
with Bert and Sadie, even uncle Marty
found my posse speaking Yiddish
what the heck, a little kiddush
downing jugs of Maneschewitz
and nothing rhymes with Maneschewitz
instead of retching, we're all night kvetching
this ain't no toy goy, you got the Hanukkah Homeboy
Oy-uh-oy-uh-oy-vey-es-mear
Chorus
I was working the room, i would say i was schmoozing
straight as a bullet, princess cruising
there were sexy yentes with plenty of gelt
and some alter cocker, a brother from the Borscht Belt
caught my schmatahs, flipped his yarmulka
"This is how you dress for Hanukkah?"
I said excuse me, i do the Macabee
bout' my rap say oy, don't noodge me
Don't be noodging me.
I felt like a dreydel, a spinning top
thought that party would never stop
lasted eight long days and nights
blue and white candles still burning bright
forget the color detail
we are all children of Israel
got a miracle in my menorah
EVERYONE, BUST A HORA!
He's the Hanukkah Homeboy...
You’re a schmo / lower than low / limpneck loser, brain-dead schmoozer justa schmo / (schmo) / you know the joe. Give no service, take all the dough / he's a big dumb oversized, snotnose beady-eyes / half-baked belly-ache two-faced-big-mistake, either-way the-wind-blow, never-know-how-low ——Leave you high-dry mystified ready-set-go just a schmo
you scammer /illegitimate planner / think sucker hangs from my face like a banner / im honored that i appeal enough to steal me blind as quick as i blink my mind / the welcome is worn out so i pull the thorn out
you monster drag / scrawny dog no tail to wag tow your soul in a bag / paper or plastic / what a spastic old rag hag
you moocher / i got better things in my future /im no longer the brunt of abuse / aint no excuse /mr. user opportunity cruiser/i gave a piece of my bread/got left with crumbs instead by a buttheaded meateatin cretin my patience depletin it's a wave goodbye not a greetin
hey schmo/ you jam the time flow rock status quo but what part of 'no' can't you understand / do i have to show the back of my hand / cause everyone knows youre just a schmo / you know the joe / give no service, take all the dough / you’re the pro Schmo. lower than low. leave you hi-dry-mystify ready-set-go
there’s a word, the word is pity not hate our fate / we prefabricate / obliged to poke holes in the wool hung over our eyes / sift through the lies /and your negative vibe / to find the elusive gold nugget of truth /like a sleuth/im not dr. ruth /but know when im screwed / all thanks to you /so hit the road and dont you come back jack no mo no mo no mo..... ... ..... ..... ... .... ... . . .. .. . .. . . . toprabbi and cantor dont take no flap gotta sit and listen to my bar mitzvah rap: took thirteen years to be a man in the ancient tradition i perch on the stand hope the congregation goes easy on me just reached my maturity i don the sacred cap and shawl oy momma says 'he just learned to crawl' singing the phrases they sound so familiar so sing along it wouldn't kill ya
doing the bar mitzvah rap todays your bar mitzvah just made the maturity map todays your bar mitzvah
chickety check chick checkit on the microphone i checkit stripped the song from a rickety rec-record, i selected from a bar mitzvah record but if i fail my memory got a crib note prayer right in front of me pardon me if my voice is cracklin chanting more like im quackin ducky might be my partner chuckie he’s lucky to have singer like me back him up when his throat is crusty/but im quite like a tike and too polite Semite to hog the mike / check /rather keep self-respect drop the dreck//i wanna have the right effect
doing the bar mitzvah rap todays your bar mitzvah just made the maturity map todays your bar mitzvah
tho yo hands up up in the air swing it back with a bar mitzvah prayer tho yo hands up up in the air you're on the cover of Vanity Fair i keep it clean, G, i do not swear I’m a rapper with savoir faire you don’t like me, i do not care go everywhere, with clean underwear and curly hair
rabbi and cantor dont take no flap y’all sit and listen to my bar mitzvah rap: jet the 'gogue to the next episode lets get this show on the road full stretch limo hotel Shearaton long tail tux to the floor i’ll wear it in suspenders elastic dad put it on plastic not drastically decorated, if we related then i'll kiss ya Its my bar mitzvah pay attention or i’ll diss ya
star of the show just thirteen y.o. to hip to play the schmo and this thirteen y.o.' s got to go to the party with cousins. uncles and tantes wonderful, a new pair of pants he's running away with stash a cash and prizes and other surprises from a girl i thought she was my cousin but i was only buzzin from the Mogen David they probably made it from kosher grapes a custom, i had to partake a yid -funkin rhyme has just shown up to lead the bar mitzvah band so tune up youre cute kid and i adore ya but we can't play no hip hoppin hora this ain't no hava nagila pop your lookin at the kosher cream of the crop here to fill the generation gap and put the bar mitzvah rap on the map
doing the bar mitzvah rap todays your bar mitzvah just made the maturity map todays your bar mitzvah. .. .. . .. . ... . .. . . . .. ...... ...... . .top
- Every Njb / Wants Njg
- You An Njg? / I'm Njb
- Yo Njb Needs Njg
- And She And Me We're Meant 2 B
- The Other Girls / They Just Don't Get It
- But My Njg She Got A Line Of Credit
- There's Some Things People Never Learn
- Well Njg Knows All My Yiddish Terms
- It's In Your Heart / It's In You Soul
- It's There On The Table Like A Kaiser Roll
- So Find A Mensch Who Understands
- He'll Take You To The Promised Land
- You Need Njb / Baby You Know Me
- It's Part Of Your Her-Red-It-Y
- Every Njb Needs Njg
- And Baby We Were Meant To Be
- Got-Ta Be A Nice Jewish Boy
- The Kind Of Guy That You'd Enjoy
- Wants To Find A Nice Jewish Girl
- Take A Trip A-Round The World
- Don't Be Heading Off In The Wrong Direction
- Go By Me / You Gotta Kosher Connection
- Wanna Have A Passover Seder?
- But Your Goyisha Boyfriend Says: "See Ya Later"
- Tho' He Might Be Exciting
- He's Not The Right Thing
- And Family Life With Him Could Be Frightning
- So Don't Be Foolish He Ain't Jewish
- He Wouldn't Know Lox From A Cardboard Box
- You Want Njb / Baby You Know Me
- You Njg I'm Njb
- Njb Needs Njg
- And She And Me We're Meant To Be
- Knew When We Met We Were Perfect Mates
- We'll Even Keep Separate Plates
- You Don't Want Your Heritage Watered Down
- It Goes Down Smooth When The Doctor Comes To Town
- Your Heart Pumping Your Head Thumping
- A Chance Like This Girl / I'd Be Jumping
- Cause I'm A Mensch Who Understands
- I'll Take You To The Promised Land
- You Got Njb / You Hold The Key
- To A Big Responsibility
- You My Njg
- Mamala You And Me..... . . . . . .. . .. .. . ..top
im the doctor my name is doc mo shé a jew in your face you don't like it well im here to stay rappin and kosher kibbitzin little trickier than old dicky nixon im a yid with a rhyme make a kiddush drink the wine fresh off the vine mitzvah anytime ill meet youall down by the wailing wall to utter bold words made jericho fall moshé in his prime always will be that schtick goes back to uncle milty sound of the superfly mensch hits the jam even my rabbi's a fan of the rap of judea
jack benny henny and lenny b made history shaped the industry moaning kvetching and bustin one liners the original comic designers
yids know how to make you bust a gut put you on your butt let me tell ya what chico harpo and groucho were the soothsayers they knew the rap
the rap of judea
forty days in the desert on crackerbread matza lotsa sand jews took a stand against pharoah like there was no tommorrow lotta blood sweat and sorrow and good king david was the first comedian knocked out goliath doing standup big fella wouldn't shut up got cut up dave was one hard core player knew the rap of judea
it wasn't heston who scaled mt sinai back with the rules from the heavenly guy who's followers didn't like that school blew his cool cracked the tablets in two. was moses'd never see the promised land held back by the hand of the big man ain't no production by louis b mayer was the tale as told the rap of judea
Im Heavy G and i got my beat back telling you the time from the lips of a mania listen up to me and Doc Mo Shé hear what we say this neighborhood is never going to go away bagels and barBQs Blacks and Jews get together not like birds of a feather no gattpacking or set trippin allowed represent together loud and proud
Doc Mo Shé on the PA mike which I kinda like even tho you might think im mighty psycho im like jello there's always room for more and here's more in store: Heavy G returns with a vengeance no smoking gun on a mission declared independence from violent ways use a rhyme and go to jail and stay - Sinister
Coming back in time with my rhyme not a gangster more like a player a rapatory slayer slicing lines like fruit off the vine
Izzy dizzy lizzy or busy with a comeback jack hot on attack like a pit to the kill no red roses or white collar fools sticking up noses
Mayor of the hood is up to no good putting up fronts like Hollywood it's up to the homies if we rise or fall so don't drop the ball y'all
Hippity hip hop hacking Moshe and Heavy G are jacking hit the hardcore beat on the street iggity 808 kickin under your feet - Sinister
Was a night of stormy weather / whether i was on or off it didn't matter was for the better I get her to have fun dancing with me cause im the G as in the prodiGy
Force Is Tha Word
Take it from the source girl / cant fight the G Force World / on a lyrical high tip / love magnetic mind grip
Force Is Tha Word
Check my world cant draw you in / knockin the boots and begin the begin /be real girl dont b a sack chaser / im on like Arnold in Eraser / flowin a high tip shimmy grind / hittin the skins on a booty climb /elevate to a higher plane go insane G Force got your brain
Force Is Tha Word . . . . ... . . . .. . . . . . .... . ..top
Im a Jew with a clue and before I get through I wanna take a good grip on the microphone
i wanna toast to the most to be a good host then kick your butt out send you home lemme hear you say OY-VEY OY-VEY OY-VEY OY-VEY lemme
lemme OY-VEY OY-VEY OY-VEY OY-VEY ...................top
You're back on attack
You want the facts
You brought a gun
Still you gotta watch your back
it isn't fun gettin dropped by the man
He wants the upper hand
put your ass in a slingshot
lock you in a cellblock
till then you're scot free
this isn't a crime spree
just a little payback
get your money and your name back
it hurts the brain
cause the pain of the blame is insane
Better think it over
got nothin to lose
this paycheck is long overdue
Make a break from that one big dumb mistake
running with the wrong hoods do you no good
just a sheep in wolf clothing
self loathing fools in hard luck school
now the tables are turned
on who lights the fire and who gets burned
fear disappears and you see red
it's like you said
you're already dead in the head
Better think it over
got nothin to lose
this paycheck is long overdue
The pain in the brain is insane a migraine
but who's to blame?
not the man not the money and
most certainly not the game
