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                         Wildstyle Pirate Radio Script
    
                                 VERSION 0.91
    
    
                    All artwork and contents by Kyle Sutton
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        GAME TITLE: Grand Theft Auto: Vice City
        DEVELOPER: Rockstar North
        PUBLISHER: Rockstar Games
        ESRB RATING: [M] for Mature
    
                   Written for the Sony Playstation(r)2 console
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                                     UPDATES
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           August 17, 2003 - Version 0.91:
                             - FAQ added to GameFAQs.com
                             - FAQ added to IGN.com
                             - Corrections on 2 Live Crew's "Get It Girl" lyrics
                             - Minor grammatical changes
                             - Minor layout, alignment and placement changes
                               in the Script section
    
            August 1, 2003 - Rough Draft, Version 0.90 Completed
    
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                               TABLE OF CONTENTS
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    * To skip right to a certain section of the guide, use the Find tool
    (by pressing "Ctrl + F" or choosing "Edit > Find" on your browser) and
    type in the number next to the section you would like to view.
    
    
    1. Introduction
        1.1:  Mission/Legal Statement
        1.2:  About Wildstyle Pirate Radio
    2. Script
        2.1:  Trouble Funk - "Pump Me Up"
        2.2:  Davy DMX - "One For The Treble (Vocal Mix)"
        2.3:  Cybotrton - "Clear"
        2.4:  Hashim - "Al-Naafiysh (The Soul)"
        2.5:  Herbie Hancock - "Rockit"
        2.6:  Afrika Bambaataa & The Soulsonic Force - "Looking For The
              Perfect Beat"
        2.7:  2 Live Crew - "Get It Girl"
        2.8:  Run DMC - "Rock Box"
        2.9:  Mantronix - "Bassline"
        2.10: Tyrone Brunson - "The Smurf"
        2.11: Whodini - "Magic's Wand"
        2.12: Complete The Look commercial
        2.13: Zapp & Roger - "More Bounce To The Ounce"
        2.14: Grandmaster Flash & The Furious Five - "The Message"
        2.15: Kurtis Blow - "The Breaks"
        2.16: Man Parrish - "Hip Hop Be Bop (Don't Stop)"
    3. Conclusion
        3.1:  Special Thanks
        3.2:  Contact
        3.3:  Closing
    
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                                1. INTRODUCTION
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    Well, it's summer time once again and that means it's time to catch
    up on some overdue gaming. I bought Grand Theft Auto: Vice City way back in
    October 2002 when it was released, but never got around to posting an FAQ.
    Since I've got the time now, I figured I'd write up the script to Wildstyle
    Pirate Radio, one of my favorite stations that is yet to have its script posted.
    Anyway, don't be surprised if I write a few more FAQs for this amazing game, but
    for now, enjoy the contents of Wildstyle.
    
    
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    1.1: Mission/Legal Statement
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    This guide is solely intended to give gamers a written version of
    what is said and played on the Grand Theft Auto: Vice City radio
    station Wildstyle. The views expreessed on this station are not mine,
    therefore complaints about these views should be directed to either Rockstar
    Games, Rockstar North or the artists themselves (good luck), not myself. Enjoy!
    
    
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    1.2: About Wildstyle Pirate Radio
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          DJ: (Super Rockin') Mister Magic (a.k.a. Sir Juice) as himself
       GENRE: Hip Hop/Electronic
    SYNOPSIS: Wildstyle, also referred to as Pirate Radio is basically your
              underground illgally-run radio station in the game. Hardly
              any commercials and all music is what Wildstyle is all about.
    
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                                  2. SCRIPT
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    A few things to make note of:
    
    * All lines make with an "(?)" indicates that I am unsure of what is being
      said by the speaker, ot I took a (hopefully correct) guess. If you can
      distinguish these hard-to-hear lines, by all means refer to the Contact
      section of this guide in order to let me know.
    
    * This script is written from the actual Wildstyle in-game
      radio station, not the released soundtrack (I'm pretty sure they vary).
    
    * Since Wildstyle IS a radio station, the DJ (Mr. Magic) tends to chime in
      often during songs, and cut a few short as well. Since this is the case,
      I am NOT going to give full lyrics for each song - only the parts that can
      be heard until Mr. Magic chimes in (which is usually towards the very end
      of a song, anyway).
    
    * Don't forget that this is a rap/electro radio station, so some of these songs
      have little or no lyrics at all.
    
    Now I present to you the Wildstyle Pirate Radio script:
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    2.1: Trouble Funk - "Pump Me Up"
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    COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "B-boys (?) get ready, it's Wildstyle."
    
    MR. MAGIC: "Put the tape recorders on pause, change the tapes in the boxes.
    Super Rockin' Mister Magic holding it down with non-stop rap music. Keep it
    right, it's Vice City on Pirate Radio."
    
    COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "W-W-W-Wildstyle."
    
    MR. MAGIC: "Yeah, yeah, we just keep making the music bigger and better all
    the time. You can't stop Super Rockin' Mister Magic, no doubt, you can't stop
    me, so don't even try."
    
    COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Tear it up (?), Vice City."
    
    MISTER MAGIC: "You're on Wildstyle Pirate Radio. Now all you fly guys and fly
    girls, remember Mister Magic's golden rule, 'Be yourself, 'cause you might find
    yourself by yourself, and that's no fun.'"
    -----
    
    Pump, pump, pump, pump me up!
    Pump, pump, pump, pump me up!
    
    Like the man with the super S on his cape
    We're gonna jump to funk like we got no weight
    I'm DJ Rock and I can pass the test
    To get down with the rockers from the east to west
    This party please that party please
    I'll bump 'em all with the greatest of ease
    It's DJ Rock with the master beat
    And the boogie and the sound that moves your feet
    Somebody say (Get up, get up!)
    Somebody say (Get up, get up!)
    You party good
    You throw it down
    You compliment this funky sound
    The funk is here so you can groove
    We're going to make your body move
    And that's (?), his name is Dike
    He's gonna hit you with the rap so you can boogie tonight
    
    I say, downtown shopping was a fashion of mine
    Just listen here closely while I tell you my line
    I'm Slick Dike, and be very noid
    I know him by the name of Sporty Shoid
    And went checking out the others that dress so mean
    They put me in the mind with a Miss Acarneen (?)
    But Calvin Klein seemes to come through
    Until East Sailor Ren {?) walks in to GQ
    But that's not it, they still want more
    So I sent 'em down to Studio 54
    Say (?)(?)(?)
    I've got genes (?) that make the tunes
    Then you smile and your style is for mile propile (?)
    It doesn't work a bigger, what can I do now (?)
    Now you act like a soul (?), actin' just like a jerk
    But all we want to see is your body work
    
    Work your bo-dy
    Work your bo-dy
    Work your bo-dy (Work your body!)
    Work your bo-dy
    Work your bo-dy
    Work your bo-dy (All the way!)
    Work your bo-dy
    Work your bo-dy
    Work your bo-dy (Ow!)
    Work your bo-dy
    Work your bo-dy
    Work
    Pump, pump, pump, pump me up!
    
    Pump, pump, pump, pump me up!
    
    Like (?), they don't solve the case
    You just listen to the sound of the funky bass
    Like (?), come throw your horn
    We gonna boogie on down 'till the break of dawn
    Like a party over there, a party over there
    We got a party all in this atmosphere
    You just wiggle your neck and scrub your feet
    And boogie on down to the funky beat
    But they call me (?), and that's my name
    And funkin' around, it is my game
    
    'Cause everybody's tryin' to get funkatized
    And this is what you need and that's a fact
    With this you don't need no back attack
    So if you're off for lunch, just take a hunch
    And boogie on down with the rest of the bunch
    You should be bumpin' your behind all in the air
    All over the world, just everywhere
    And if you're on the dance floor and you can't hang
    Just sit on down and let us shake our thang
    If you're still sittin' down and can't shake your rump
    Holla (?)
    Pump, pump, pump, pump me up!
    
    Shake that thang
    Shake that thang
    A-you got to shake that thang (A-you got to)
    Shake that thang
    Shake that thang
    A-you got to shake that thang
    
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    MR. MAGIC: "No doubt, the music is all the way live on Wildstyle Pirate Radio
    with Super Rockin' Mister Magic. You can't stop me, you can't find me, and
    I've got a shoutout for the crew on the beach, gettin' some sun, stayin' out
    of trouble, that's the Mister Magic way. Now let's do a little more music, on
    Pirate Radio!"
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    2.2: "Davy DMX - "One For The Treble (Vocal Mix)"
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    COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Wildstyle."
    
    MR. MAGIC: (singing along) "One for the treble, two for the bass, c'mon Davy
    D, let's rock this place."
    
    MR. MAGIC: "This is Wildstyle! This is a very special record for a very
    special person. A personal friend of mine: Davy DMX, ya'll. Wildstyle."
    
    COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Moving around (?) electro."
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    Davy D
    You are the best
    Pop this beat 'cause it is so fresh
    
    Fresh
    Fresh
    Fresh
    Fresh
    Fresh
    Fresh
    Fresh
    Fresh
    
    *scratched*
    Fresh
    Fresh
    Fresh
    
    *scratched*
    Dave (?) shut (?) the record
    Dave, (?) Dave (?) shut (?) the record
    Dave, (?) Dave (?) shut (?) the record
    Down
    Dow-dow-down
    Dow-dow-down the road
    Down
    Dow-dow-down
    Dow-dow-down
    Down the road
    Down
    Dow-dow-down
    Dow-dow-down
    Down the road
    Down the road
    Down the road
    Down the road
    
    Davy D
    You are the best
    Rock this beat with the DMX
    
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    MR. MAGIC: "You think rap music is going away?! You doubting Super Rockin'
    Mister Magic?! Rap music for life - what's wrong with you people?! Are sick or
    something?! You on drugs?! Keep it locked on Wildstyle, that's right,
    Magicland. Let's keep up the non-stop music with a very speical track from
    Cybotron. Am I making myself clear? Let's keep it moving, ya'll."
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    2.3: Cybotron - "Clear"
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    Clear (Clear)
    Clear (Clear)
    Clear all this space (Clear all this space)
    Clear today (Clear today)
    Clear your mind (Clear your mind)
    Clear (Clear) behind (?)
    
    Clear this chance for you to find (?)
    (?) will mean your mind
    (?) for us to say
    Tomorrow is a brand new day
    
    One
    Two
    Three
    Four
    
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    MR. MAGIC: "Let the battle begin. Choose sides. The rap war is here."
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    2.4: Hashim - "Al-Naafiysh (The Soul)"
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    It's time
    
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    MR. MAGIC: "Definitely fresh. All you fly guys and fly girls, choopers and
    choopettes (?). Check it out, you're on Wildstyle. Now stay out of trouble,
    and stay out of that other man's car. Stay away from all those older men,
    girls. Super Rockin' Mister Magic, keep it movin', ya'll. It's Wildstyle on
    Pirate Radio. What!"
    -----
    
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    2.5: Herbie Hancock - "Rockit"
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    COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Tear it up (?), Vice City."
    COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "It's Pirate Radio."
    
    MR. MAGIC: "A big shoutout to my man Cool Craig and Allen, along with their
    homeboy Will, on heavy lockdown in the studio, finishing up their brand new
    album. Keeping it locked to Wildstyle. Now this one's for you, but guys, stay
    out of trouble. Good luck, Super Rockin' Mister Magic fimrly on your side.
    It's Wildstyle on Pirate Radio."
    -----
    
    Don't stop it
    Don't stop it
    
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    MR. MAGIC: "Super Rockin' Mister Magic firmly in control! No changin' the
    channel allowed!"
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    2.6: Afrika Bambaataa & The Soulsonic Force -
         "Looking For The Perfect Beat"
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    Universal people looking for the perfect beat
    All the motivations, looking for the perfect beat
    Mighty Zulu Nation, they have found the perfect beat
    I'm Afrika Bambaataa, I possess the perfect beat
    Beat
    Beat
    Beat
    Beat
    
    Looking for the perfect beat
    Searching for the perfect beat
    Looking for the perfect beat
    Seeking for the perfect beat
    I must get mine
    I'm out to get it
    I must get mine
    I'm out to get it
    
    Now in this world of music, there are many great tunes (Tell 'em)
    If there's no satisfaction, just take close-up action
    (Listen now, listen now)
    On your radio, you hear perfect beats played (Played)
    If it makes you satisfied, just get a pony and ride (Giddy up!)
    
    But if you're looking for the perfect, people
    Well, here's a perfect beat for ya
    So sign this (?)(?) with a chorus you can sing, round up
    
    Looking for the perfect beat
    Searching for the perfect beat
    Looking for the perfect beat
    Seeking for the perfect beat
    I must get mine
    I'm out to get it
    I must get mine
    I'm out to get it
    
    Looking for the perfect beat
    Looking for the perfect beat
    Looking for the perfect beat
    Looking for the perfect beat
    
    Say we like to body rock the parties (party, party)
    Say we like to body rock the parties (party, party)
    You like to body rock the parties?
    We like to instant pop the parties
    
    Students of the music at every single age
    Must exercise the quotes of Shakespeare with this life upon the stage
    When we say life you know that (life has a meaning)
    Our music we want pleasing
    And all the things that we wanna keep teasing, teasing, teasing, teasing
    Looking for the perfect beat, people
    Well here's a perfect beat for ya
    
    Looking for the perfect beat
    Looking for the perfect beat
    Looking for the perfect beat
    Looking for the perfect beat
    
    Looking for the perfect beat party, the one with the top sureshot mix hots (?)
    A futuristic hit dance (to dance) (?) to party (Get loose, get loose)
    Everytime we get into it, it makes us wheel and deal (Aw, shucks!)
    Brings out the very best in us, that is for real
    Now this is what you gotta do (This is what you gotta do)
    This is one thing you must do
    Round up!
    
    Music is a must, its rhythm moves the women
    To a spacy romantic motion that's (?) a hot molten (?)
    At the spur (?) in living (?) moment, is a space to the parade
    With the psychadelic shades to make you party party, everybody
    
    This is what you gotta do (This is what you gotta do)
    This is one thing you must do
    Round up!
    (Looking)
    (Looking)
    (I must get mine, I'm out to get it)
    
    Mr. Biggs (looking for the perfect beat)
    Now Pow Wow is (looking for the perfect beat)
    The G-L-O-B-E (has found the perfect beat)
    
    People of the world (looking for the perfect beat)
    All the boys and girls (looking for the perfect beat)
    The Soulsonic Force (has found the perfect beat)
    
    Beat this!
    Beat this!
    Beat this!
    (Looking for the perfect beat)
    (Looking for the perfect beat)
    Beat this!
    (Looking for the perfect beat)
    (Looking for the perfect beat)
    Beat this!
    
    Looking for the perfect beat, people
    Well here's a perfect beat for ya
    Soulsonic (?) with a chorus you can sing
    Round up!
    
    Looking for the perfect beat
    Looking for the perfect beat (Beat this!)
    
    Get up on this rhyme or you'll be left behind (Beat this!)
    Now say say say say "Round up!" (Round up!)
    Say "Round up!" (Round up!)
    Say "Hit that beat" (Hit that beat)
    "That perfect beat" (That perfect beat)
    "I gotta get mine" (I gotta get mine)
    "I gotta get mine" (I gotta get mine)
    "It's working" (It's working)
    "It's working" (It's working)
    
    Say "We like to body rock the party" (We like to body rock the party)
    Say "We like to body rock the party" (We like to body rock the party)
    You like to body rock the party?
    We like to instant pop the party
    
    Looking
    Looking
    Looking, looking, looking, looking
    
    (Hoo, hoo, hoo!)(Beat this!)
    (Soulsonic Force)
    (Hoo, hoo, hoo!)
    (Beat this!)
    (Soulsonic Force)
    (Hoo, hoo, hoo!)(Beat this!)
    (Soulsonic Force)
    (Hoo, hoo, hoo!)
    (Beat this!)
    (Soulsonic-oinc-onic-onic-onic-onic Force)
    We are the future, you are the past (Beat this!)
    We are your future, you are the past (Beat this!)
    
    (Hit that beat)
    It's working
    (Hit that beat, that perfect beat)
    It's working
    (Beat this!)
    (Hit that beat, that perfect beat)
    It's working
    (Hit that beat, that perfect beat)
    It's working
    (Hit that beat, that perfect beat)
    It's working
    (Hit that beat, that perfect beat)
    It's working
    (Hit that beat, that perfect beat)
    It's working
    (Hit that beat, that perfect beat)
    It's working
    
    Keep looking, searching, seeking, finding
    Looking, searching, seeking, finding
    Looking, searching, seeking, finding
    Looking, searching, seeking, finding
    Looking, searching, seeking, finding
    Looking, searching, seeking, finding
    Looking, searching, seeking, finding
    Looking, searching, seeking, finding
    
    Keep looking for the perfect beat
    And it will help you reach your peak
    Keep dancing to our perfect beat
    And it will help you reach your peak
    Keep looking for the perfect beat
    And it will help you reach your peak
    Keep dancing to our perfect beat
    And it willhelp you reach your peak
    Keep looking for the perfect beat
    And it willhelp you reach your peak
    Keep dancing to our perfect beat
    And it will help you reach your peak
    
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    MR. MAGIC: "And they (?) know it like a poet. It's non-stop rap attack on your
    radio. Pirate Radio! Wildstyle radio! Now stay tuned for the 2 Live Crew
    givin' it all they got. Super Rockin' Mister Magic holdin' it down. Wildstyle!"
    -----
    
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    2.7: 2 Live Crew - "Get It Girl"
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    *scratched*
    I wouldn't lie to you ... I want you to get ready to get on
    'cause I got some ol' nasty-ass shit to talk tonight!
    
    Please somebody...
    
    Come on, girl
    
    (Get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
    (Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
    (Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it)
    (Get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
    
    I'm the only man that can rock your world
    
    Come with me and let me
    (get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
    
    *scratched together*
    Come on girl
    (Get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
    (Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
    (Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it)
    (Get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
    
    I've been lookin' at you for a while
    With your big brown ass and a pretty smile
    Every guy call you sexy but your man is weak
    He can't satisfy you, baby, I'm your freak
    
    If you want a real man, the man is me
    Come into my world, I'm your fantasy
    'Cause where you're goin' is into my world
    Just straight up lovin', come and (get it girl)
    
    *scratched together*
    Don't stop
    (Get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
    (Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
    (Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it)
    (Get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
    
    When you come to me all you do is ask
    'Cause your fulfillment is my only task
    I won't mislead you or mistreat you
    I'll just kiss, hug and squeeze you
    
    When you think of me, lovin's on your mind
    It's written in the books that I'm one of a kind
    I like makin' love seven days a week
    Not like your man, I'm just a freak
    
    Your man did you wrong, now it's my turn
    After all this dick, I knew you would learn
    'Cause there ain't another who can rock your world
    Just open those legs and let me (get it girl)
    
    (Get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
    (Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
    (Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it)
    (Get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
    Don't stop
    (Get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
    (Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
    Don't stop
    (Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it)
    (Get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
    Don't stop
    (Get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
    (Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
    Don't stop
    (Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it)
    (Get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
    Don't stop
    (Get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
    (Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
    Don't stop
    (Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it)
    (Get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
    
    (Grab hold of this, baby)
    
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    MR. MAGIC: "Super Rockin' Mister Magic holding it down on Wildstyle Pirate
    Radio. A big "whassup" to Little Havana, they in the house. Also Little Haiti
    in the house. Washington Beach, on the check-in. Can't forget Ocean Beach,
    they in the house. Prawn Island in the house. The house damn city's in Mister
    Magic's house... apart from Starfish Island where the crabs live, definitely
    not keeping it moving. The place to be is on Wildstyle Pirate Radio with me,
    Super Rockin' Mister Magic."
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    (Ohhhhhhh!) (Don't get me wrong, I'll take a lil' mo)
    
    (Ooh, this is some good pussy)
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    COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Transmitting from the engine room (?)."
    -----
    (Stop her with your tongue)
    (Ooh, ooh, this is some good pussy)
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    COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Moving around (?) electro."
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    (Stop her with your tongue)
    (Ooh, this is some good pussy)
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    COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "This is Pirate Radio."
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    (Stop her with your tongue)
    (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, this is some good pussy)
    -----
    (COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Wildstyle.")
    -----
    
    (Get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
    (Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
    (Get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it) (get-get it)
    (Get-get it) (get it) (get-get it) (get-get it) (get it girl)
    
    (Please somebody)
    
    -----
    COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Transmitting from the engine room (?)."
    -----
    
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    2.8: Run DMC - "Rock Box"
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    
    Run.. (Run..) D.. (D) M.. (M) C.. (C)
    Rock.. (rock.. rock..)
    For you! (for you.. for you..)
    Fresh (fresh.. fresh..)
    
    ------
    MR. MAGIC: Non-stop rap music all over Vice City!
    ------
    
    For all you sucker MC's perpetratin' a FRAUD
    Your rhymes are cold wack and keep the crowd cold lost
    You're the kind of guy that girl ignored
    I'm drivin Caddy, you fixin a FORD
    My name is Joseph Simmons, but my middle name's Lloyd
    And when I'm rockin on the mic, you should all applaud
    Because we're wheelin, (dealin,) we got a funny feelin')
    We rock from the FLOOR up the ceilin'
    We groove it (you move it) it has been PROVEN
    We calmed the Seven Seas because our music is SOOTHIN'
    We create it (relate it) and often demonstrate it
    We'll diss a sucker MC make the other suckers hate it
    We're rising (suprising) and often hypnotizing
    We always tell the TRUTH and then we never slip no lies in
    No curls (no BRAIDS) peasy-head and still get paid
    Jam Master cut the record up and down and cross-FADE
    
    Because the rhymes I say, sharp as a nail
    Witty as can be and not for sale
    Always funky fresh, could NEVER be stale
    
    Took the test to become an MC and didn't fail
    I couldn't wait to demonstrate
    All the super def rhymes that I create
    I'm a wizard of a WORD, that's what you heard
    And anything else is quite absurd
    I'm the master of a MIC, that's what I say
    And if I didn't say that, just say it anyWAY
    
    Bust into the party, come in the place
    See the first things come, the MUSIC in your face
    (?) down the walls, some of the FLOOR
    With the DJ named JAY with the cuts galore
    
    So listen to this because it can't be missed
    And you can't leave 'til you're dismissed
    You can do anything that you want to
    But you can't leave until we're through
    So relax your BODY and your mind
    And listen to us say this rhyme - HEY
    You might think that you have WAITED
    Long enough 'til the rhyme was STATED
    But if it were a test it would be GRADED
    With a grade that's not DEBATED
    Nothing too deep and nothing dense
    And all our rhymes make a lot of SENSE
    
    So move your butt, to the cut
    Run amuk, you're not in a rut
    Each and everybody out there, we got the notion
    We want to see y'all all in motion
    Just SHAKE, WIGGLE jump up and down
    Move your body to the funky sound
    Side to side, back and forth
    We're the two MC's, and we're gonna go off
    Stand in place, walk or RUN
    Tap your feet, you'll be on the one
    Just snap your fingers and clap your hands
    Our DJ's better than all these bands
    HUH!
    
    We got all the lines
    And all the rhymes
    We don't drop dimes
    And we don't do CRIMES
    We bake a little cake with Duncan Hines
    And never wear the vest they call the Calvin Klein
    'Cause Calvin Klein's no friend of mine
    Don't want nobody's name on my behind
    Lee on my legs, sneakers on my FEET
    D by my side and Jay with the BEAT
    
    Jay Jay Jay Jay Jay Jay.. (Uh)
    We don't.. we don't.. we don't stop!
    Don't.. don't.. don't.. don't stop! (JAY!)
    One.. two.. tee..
    Hollis Crew.. crew.. crew..
    For.. for.. for.. for the love now..
    Cool T now..
    Hah, ?? ..
    My, my man Jam Master..
    is in his place to be.. (JAY! Jay.. Jay.. Jay..)
    The big beat
    blaster..
    
    -----
    COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "It's Pirate Radio"
    COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "It's Pirate Radio"
    COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "It's Pirate Radio"
    -----
    
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    2.9: Mantronix - "Bassline"
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    
    -----
    MR. MAGIC: "This is a Mister.. Mister.. Magic.. Magic.. super.. super..
    flash.. flash.."
    -----
    
    COMING SOON
    
    -----
    MR. MAGIC: "You're listening to Wildstyle on Pirate Radio. Non-stop rap
    music... at its finest, ya'll."
    -----
    
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    2.10: Tyrone Brunson - "The Smurf"
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    
    -----
    MR. MAGIC: "Matter of fact, you better get on it, doggone it. 'Cause
    believe it or not, any fool can learn from his own mistakes, but it takes
    a wise man or a wise girl like you to learn from the mistakes made by
    others. Quick reminder to be yourself, 'cause you might find yourself by
    yourself, and on Wildstyle, that's no fun. This is rap music, rap music
    forever. I'm Super Rockin' Mister Magic holdin' it down. Keep it movin',
    ya'll."
    -----
    
    *Instrumental*
    
    ------
    COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Si, senor b-boys (???)"
    COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Electro."
    COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Si, senor b-boys (???)"
    COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Electro."
    
    MR. MAGIC: "It's Wildstyle on Pirate Radio! Let's rock this joint, ya'll!"
    ------
    
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    2.11: Whodini - "Magic's Wand"
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    
    -----
    MR. MAGIC: "You're on Wildstyle with me, Super Rockin' Mister Magic. A
    very special throwdown - for those of you who are new to Vice City,
    this song is all about me and the Rap Attack. Pirate Radio. Wildstyle.
    This is Whodini."
    -----
    
    WOMAN: "Oh my god, I think I'm having a Rap Attack!"
    MAN: "Somebody get a doctor quick, man, she's having an attack!"
    MAN #2: "She's having a Rap Attack, man, not heart attack" (*laughs*)
    MAN: "Oh, you mean she's alright then, right?"
    MAN #2: "Of course, man, you've never heard of a Mister Magic Rap Attack?
            Where's this guy from, man?"
    MAN: "Oh, I've heard of a heart attack or a Big Mac attack, but what's a Rap
          Attack?"
    MAN #2: "Come here, man, I see I'm-a have to explain it to you like this.
            See a Rap Attack means..."
    
    DJ's jammin' in the street
    MC's rappin' to the beat
    The people downstairs saying they can't sleep
    'Cause the people upstairs are stomping their feet
    It's not like they're starting a riot
    We'll call the cops, we want some quiet.
    There's no need for them to get excited
    They're just mad because they're not invited.
    
    It's all in Mister Magic's wand
    
    MAN: "Oh, see now I understand what a rap attack is."
    MAN #2: "Well it's about time!"
    MAN: "Well all you had to do was explain it to me, but let me ask you a
    question: how long have they been rockin' like this?"
    
    Well rappin's always been around
    It's just that it's big time now.
    Every neighbourhood had it's own crew
    It meant you against me and me against you.
    They were jamming every week and at the neighbourhood sound
    They charged a small price for the crowds to enter
    The parties would packed inside and out
    To see who was best at rocking the house
    
    It's all in Mister Magic's...
    Wand
    
    Then magic went on the radio ad everybody said what a way to go
    The moment he went on the air,
    It was plain to see a new phase was here
    He started out playin' mostly rap
    Then they all said nobody's into that
    Well they all turned out to be wrong
    'Cause rappin' on the mic had caught on strong
    Some still say that it's not what's happening
    At the rappers delight went triple platinum
    The record world was in for a smash
    Sugarhill, Kurtis Blow, the Grandmaster Flash
    Blondie, Stevie Wonder, Teena Marie
    They even made a rapper outta me.
    In no time at all, a star was born
    And to think he owes it all to his magic wand
    
    Now that you heard our rap and you caught a contact
    And by now you ought to be blasted
    We want you all to know that we got to go
    But it was big fun while it lasted
    Hey y'all, but we'll be back again so tell all your friends
    Good things don't always come to an end
    With somethin' inovative, rock you all well
    From ecstasy and the rapper jalil
    
    -----
    MR. MAGIC: "Big, big shoutout to Lady Walker who's on vacation in Vice City,
    all the way from London, England. Now she's a big fan of the show, which means
    we keep it locked on Wildstyle. Now remember, if you're driving in the car,
    please
    proceed with a little extra safety and care. And Lady Walker, remember, we
    drive on
    the other side of the road in this country. Stay out of trouble."
    -----
    
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    2.12: Complete The Look commercial
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    
    MAN: "Sweaty leather track suit? Obsurdly fat dayglow laces? Something
          missing?"
    WOMAN: *whispering* "Complete the look."
    MAN: "Complete the look with a replica car singded signia (?) on a
          chunky gold plate chain at Vice City's one-stop shop for people
          who know how to put the 'hip' into 'hip-hop.'"
    WOMAN #2: "Wow, you look fresh."
    MAN: "Complete the look."
    
    -----
    MR. MAGIC: "Wildstyle presents: a Mister Magic... world premiere (premiere..
    premiere..)"
    -----
    
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    2.13: Zapp & Roger - "More Bounce To The Ounce"
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    
    More bounce
    More bounce
    
    -----
    MR. MAGIC: "Yeah! You want more Mister Magic? Well, you've got him! Matter of
    fact, get on it, doggone it! And always remember to be yourself. Never fake
    the funk! It's Wildstyle on Pirate Radio somewhere in Vice City. Location: unknown."
    -----
    Much more bounce
    
    More bounce to the ounce (Much more bounce)
    More bounce to the ounce (Yeah)
    More bounce to the ounce (Much more)
    More bounce to the ounce (Work it with me, bounce)
    More bounce to the ounce (To the ounce)
    More bounce to the ounce (Not me again (?))
    
    Get-get-get-get-get-get on the dance floor, baby
    Get down, mama, yeah (More, mmm)
    Get-get-get-get-get-get on the dance floor, baby
    I never ever, ever, ever seen a sexy thing like you, baby (Mm)
    Ooh-wee, ooh-wee, ooh-wee, ooh-ooh-wee
    Ooh-wee, ooh-wee, ooh-wee, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...
    
    Shake it, mama
    Shake it, mama
    
    For you, more bounce to the ounce (Better (?))
    More bounce to the ounce (I like to watch them bounce)
    More bounce to the ounce (???)
    More bounce to the ounce
    Give you more bounce to the ounce
    
    Get-get-get-get-get-get on the dance floor, mama
    Get down, baby, yeah, yeah
    Lookie here, baby
    Lookie there, mama
    You got to let me
    Ooh...you got to
    Ooh-wee, ooh-wee, baby, ooh-wee, ooh-wee, ooh-wee
    Ooh...baby
    Mama, mama
    
    Get-get-get-get-get-get on the dance floor, baby
    Get down, mama, get down, baby
    Get down, mama
    
    I'll give you more bounce to the ounce (More bounce)
    Give you more bounce to the ounce (I-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi)
    Give you more bounce to the ounce (La-la-la-la-la)
    More bounce to the ounce (Much more)
    Give you more bounce to the ounce
    Give you more bounce to the ounce (I-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi)
    Give you more bounce to the ounce (Ooooh)
    More bounce to the ounce
    Give you more bounce to the ounce
    More bounce to the ounce (Shucks, baby)
    
    (Mmm, shucks)
    
    (Much more bounce)
    (Bounce to the ounce)
    (Ah...)
    (Much more bounce)
    
    -----
    MR. MAGIC: "Remember, you're on Wildstyle listening to me, Super Rockin'
    Mister Magic on the microphone. Comin' to you live from a secret location
    in Vice City, so officers, if you're listening, and I know you are, don't
    try to stop us. You'll never find us. You can't stop us because we're
    underground. Get it right, now. Got a big shoutout to Sir Leslie and his
    homeboys from up north. Another one for Mister Sam and the boys and girls
    downtown. Now let's get back to the non-stop music. Time for another Super
    Rockin' Mister Magic Rap Attack, ya'll!"
    -----
    
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    2.14: Grandmaster Flash & The Furious Five - "The Message"
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    
    -----
    COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "B-boys (?) get ready, it's Wildstyle."
    
    MR. MAGIC: "Check it out, ya'll! Super Rockin' Mister Magic a.k.a. Sir Juice
    holdin' it down on Pirate Radio in Vice City. That means you can't stop us, no
    matter how hard you try. It's that time again - a little bit of flavor from
    Grandmaster Flash and The Furious Five."
    
    COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Wildstyle."
    -----
    
    It's like a jungle sometimes
    It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
    It's like a jungle sometimes
    It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
    
    Broken glass everywhere (COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Electro.")
    People pissing on the stairs, you know they just don't care
    I can't take the smell, can't take the noise
    Got no money to move out, I guess I got no choice
    Rats in the front room, roaches in the back
    Junkie's in the alley with a baseball bat
    I tried to get away, but I couldn't get far
    'Cause a man with a tow-truck repossessed my car
    
    
    Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge
    I'm trying not to lose my head
    Uh-huh-ha-ha-ha, it's like a jungle sometimes
    It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
    
    Standing on the front stoop, hanging out the window
    Watching all the cars go by, roaring as the breezes blow
    Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
    Eating out of garbage piles, used to be a fag-hag
    Said she'll dance the tango, skip the light fandango
    A Zircon princess seemed to lost her senses
    Down at the peepshow, watching all the creeps
    So she can tell her stories to the girls back home
    She went to the city and got so so seditty
    She had to get a pimp, she couldn't make it on her own
    
    
    Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge
    I'm trying not to lose my head
    Uh-huh-ha-ha-ha, it's like a jungle sometimes
    It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
    It's like a jungle sometimes
    It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
    
    My brother's doing bad, stole my mother's T.V.
    Says she watches to much, it's just not healthy
    "All My Children" in the daytime, "Dallas" at night
    Can't even see the game or the Sugar Ray fight
    The bill collectors, they ring my phone
    And scare my wife when I'm not home
    Got a bum education, double-digit inflation
    Can't take the train to the job, there's a strike at the station
    Neon King Kong standin' on my back
    Can't stop to turn around, broke my sacroiliac
    A midrange, migraine, cancered membrane
    Sometimes I think I'm going insane, I swear I might hijack a plane!
    
    Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge
    I'm trying not to lose my head
    It's like a jungle sometimes
    It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
    It's like a jungle sometimes
    It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
    
    My son said, Daddy, I don't wanna go to school
    'Cause the teacher's a jerk, he must think I'm a fool
    And all the kids smoke reefer, I think it'd be cheaper
    If I just got a job, learned to be a street sweeper
    I dance to the beat, shuffle my feet
    Wear a shirt and tie and run with the creeps
    'Cause it's all about money, ain't a damn thing funny
    You got to have a con in this land of milk and honey
    They push that girl in front of a train
    Took her to a doctor, sowed the arm on again
    Stabbed that man, right in his heart
    Gave him a transplant before a brand new start
    I can't walk through the park, 'cause it's crazy after dark
    Keep my hand on the gun, 'cause they got me on the run
    I feel like an outlaw, broke my last glass jaw
    Hear them say "You want some more?", livin' on a seesaw
    
    Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge
    I'm trying not to lose my head
    Say what? It's like a jungle sometimes
    It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
    It's like a jungle sometimes
    It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
    It's like a jungle sometimes
    It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
    It's like a jungle sometimes
    It makes me wonder how I keep from going under
    
    A child is born with no state of mind
    Blind to the ways of mankind
    God is smiling on you but he's frowning too
    Because only God knows what you'll go through
    You'll grow in the ghetto living second-rate
    And your eyes will sing a song of deep hate
    The places you play and where you stay
    Looks like one great big alleyway
    You'll admire all the number-book takers
    Thugs, pimps and pushers and the big money-makers
    Drivin' big cars, spendin' twenties and tens
    And you'll wanna grow up to be just like them, huh
    Smugglers, scramblers, burglars, gamblers
    Pickpocket peddlers, even panhandlers
    You say I'm cool, huh, I'm no fool
    But then you wind up droppin' outta high school
    Now you're unemployed, all non-void
    Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd
    Turned stick-up kid, but look what you done did
    Got sent up for a eight-year bid
    Now your manhood is took and you're a Maytag
    Spend the next two years as a undercover fag
    Being used and abused to serve like hell
    'Til one day, you was found hung dead in the cell
    It was plain to see that your life was lost
    You was cold and your body swung back and forth
    But now your eyes sing the sad, sad song
    Of how you lived so fast and died so young
    
    So don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge...
    
    ------
    MR. MAGIC: "Have you been watching TV lately? You seen that show Yuppie and
    the Alien? Well I'll tell you, if that alien comes around my way, his passion
    for justice will be seriously tested. And he'll be real glad he's got that
    UFO, and I just might take his head out. What is this trash?! They trying to
    keep us stupid or something?! Keep us obeying their rules?! That's why they
    hate Pirate Radio! I'll let you make up your own minds on that one. The music
    just can't stop on Wildstyle Pirate Radio forever"
    -----
    
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    2.15: Kurtis Blow - "The Breaks"
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    
    Clap your hands, everybody, if you've got what it takes
    'Cause I'm Kurtis Blow and I want you to know that these are the breaks
    
    -----
    MR. MAGIC: "Yeah, yeah, you're listening to Super Rockin' Mister Magic on the
    microphone in a class by itself. You can't stop us, you can't find us, it's
    definitely Pirate Radio! As we kick it with Kurtis Blow..."
    -----
    
    Breaks on a bus, breaks on a car
    Breaks to make you a superstar
    Breaks to win and breaks to lose
    But these here breaks will rock your shoes
    And these are the breaks
    Break it up, break it up, break it up!
    
    If your woman steps out with another man
    (That's the breaks, that's the breaks!)
    And she runs off with him to Japan
    (That's the breaks, that's the breaks!)
    And the IRS says they want to chat
    (That's the breaks, that's the breaks!)
    And you can't explain why you claimed your cat
    And Ma Bell (?) sends you a whopping bill
    (That's the breaks, that's the breaks!)
    With eighteen phone calls to Brazil
    (That's the breaks, that's the breaks!)
    And you borrowed money from the mob
    (That's the breaks, that's the breaks!)
    And yesterday you lost your job
    (That's the breaks, that's the breaks!)
    Well, these are the breaks
    Break it up, break it up, break it up!
    
    Throw your hands up in the sky
    And wave 'em 'round from side to side
    And if you deserve a break tonight
    Somebody say alright! (Alright!)
    Say ho-oo! (Ho-oo!)
    And you don't stop
    Keep on, somebody scream! (Owwww!)
    Break down!
    
    Breaks on a stage, breaks on a screen
    Breaks to make your wallet lean
    Breaks run cold and breaks run hot
    Some folks got 'em and some have not
    But these are the breaks
    Break it up, break it up, break it up
    Break down!
    
    To the girl in brown, stop messing around
    (Break it up, break it up!)
    To the guy in blue, whatcha gonna do?
    (Break it up, break it up!)
    And to the girl in green, don't be so mean
    (Break it up, break it up!)
    And the guy in red, say what I said
    (Break it up, break it up!)
    Break down!
    
    Brakes on a plane, brakes on a train
    Breaks to make you go insane
    Breaks in love, breaks in war
    But we got the breaks to get you on the floor
    And these are the breaks
    Break it up, break it up, break it up
    Break down! Yo!
    
    ------
    MR. MAGIC: "Back by popular demand... it's me, Mister Magic! If we're breaking
    the rules, then how come you can't catch me? You can't find me! I know
    why: 'cause it's magic! Yeah, yeah, Super Rockin' Mister Magic holdin' it
    down. Now you want a commercial break? Wanna pay some bills? Well we have none
    for ya! Wildstyle is Pirate Radio! We have no advertisers, no stationheads!
    I'm telling you, all we do is play music! Super Rockin' Mister Magic throwin'
    down a little more rap music and some electro for ya too, now."
    
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    2.15: Man Parrish - "Hip Hop Be Bop (Don't Stop)"
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    
    (Ohh, ohh)
    
    -----
    COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Transmitting from the engine room (?)."
    COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Moving around (?) electro."
    COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "This is Pirate Radio."
    -----
    
    (Yo, hey (?), check this out)
    
    Don't stop
    
    -----
    COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "Wildstyle."
    -----
    
    (Yo, hey (?), check this out)
    
    -----
    COMPUTERIZED VOICE: "W-W-W-Wildstyle."
    -----
    
    Don't stop
    Don't stop
    Don't stop
    Don't stop
    (Ohh, ohh)
    Don't stop
    (Ohh, ohh)
    Don't stop
    
    (Hip-hop) Bebop
    Don't stop
    (Hip-hop) Bebop
    Don't stop
    (Hip-hop) Bebop
    Don't stop
    (Hip-hop) Bebop
    D-D-D-D-D-Don't stop
    
    (*dogs barking*)
    (*dogs barking*)
    (Far out, man (?))
    
    Don't stop
    (Ohh, ohh)
    (Far out, man (?))
    Don't stop
    (Ohh, ohh)
    Don't stop
    
    (Hip-hop) Bebop
    Don't stop
    (Hip-hop) Bebop
    Don't stop
    (Hip-hop) Bebop
    Don't stop
    (Hip-hop) Bebop
    D-D-D-D-D-Don't stop
    
    (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
    Don't stop
    (Ohh, ohh)
    (Yo, hey (?), check this out)
    Don't-don't-don't-don't-don't-don't-don't-don't-don't
    D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-Don't stop
    (Ohh, ohh)
    (Yo, hey (?), check this out)
    
    (That's right, that's right, that's right, that's right
     That's right on one, you see (???))
    
    (Hip-hop) Bebop
    Don't stop
    (Hip-hop) Bebop
    Don't stop
    (Hip-hop) Bebop
    Don't stop
    (Hip-hop) Bebop
    D-D-D-D-D-Don't stop
    
    Don't stop
    Don't stop
    
    -----
    MR. MAGIC: "Check it out, ya'll, it's dangerous out there! So stay in your
    homes and let Super Rockin' Mister Magic entertain you. That's right, Mister
    Magic ain't sweatin' it, no matter how hot it gets."
    -----
    
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                                 3. CONCLUSION
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    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    3.1: Special Thanks
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    
    This is the credits section, and is dedicated to those who helped me
    in any way with this guide. I would like to thank:
    
    - Rockstar Games and Rockstar North, for making such an amazing game.
    - Myself, for taking the time to write this guide for you poor saps ;)
    - IGN.com for adding this script to their list of FAQs
    - CJay of GameFAQs.com for adding this script to the site
    - All of the fantasic rap and electro groups that wrote and recorded
      these songs way back in the day
    - Mr. Magic for being an awesome Wildstyle DJ
    
    
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    4.3: Contact
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~
    
    Questions? Comments? Suggestions? If you have any of the above or me,
    let me know. Here are a few ways you can reach me.
    
    E-mail: sportz_kidd@hotmail.com
       AIM: insomniac2587
    
    
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    4.4: Closing
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~
    
    Thank you for reading the Wildstyle Pirate Radio Script. Please feel free to
    print this guide or revisit it again whenever necessary. Thank you and happy
    gaming!
    
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                                 Copyright (c) 2003