Christmas Rappin was the first Rap song released on a major label. Kurtis recorded this with the help of producers Robert Ford and J.B. Moore. They took it to Mercury Records, who signed Kurtis to a 2-single deal, under the condition that If both singles were successful, he would get an album deal. Christmas Rappin was the first single, and it did very well. The second single was The Breaks, and it became the first rap song to be certified as a gold record, selling over 500,000 copies. Kurtis got the album deal and became the first rapper signed to a major label.\r
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Every Christmas, this would sell more copies. After eight years, it went gold. In an interview Kurtis Blow explained, J.B. Moore wrote the first half of the song, the Christmas part. I did all of the party part, the second half of the song. I wrote all of that on a train ride down to the studio around Christmas time. Kurtis first album contained the second half of this, a song called Rappin Blow, Part 2. The R&B group Next sampled this on their song Too Close, which was a huge hit in 1998. It was #1 in the US for 5 weeks.\r
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Kurt Walker better known by his stage name Kurtis Blow, is an American rapper and record producer. He is one of the first commercially successful rappers and the first to sign with a major record label. The Breaks, a single from his 1980 eponymous debut album, is the first certified gold record rap song.\r
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[Announcer]\r
Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house.\r
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[Kurtis Blow]\r
Hold it now, wait, hold it! Thats played out! Hit it!\r
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Dont you give me all that jive\r
About things you wrote before Is alive\r
Cause this aint 1823, aint even 1970\r
Now Im the guy named Kurtis Blow and Christmas is one thing I know\r
So every year, just about this time \r
I celebrate it with a rhyme\r
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Gonna shake it, gonna bake it, gonna make it good\r
Gonna rock shock knock it through your neighborhood\r
Gonna ring it, gonna sing it til its understood\r
My raps about to happen like a knee you was slappin\r
Or a toe you been tappin on a hunk of wood\r
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Bout a red-suited dude, with a friendly attitude\r
And a sleigh full of goodies for the people on the block\r
Got a long white beard, maybe looks kind of weird\r
And if you ever seen him, he could give you quite a shock\r
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Now people let me tell ya about last year\r
When the dude came flying over here\r
Well the holly was out, the snows on the ground,\r
Folks stayed in to party down\r
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The beat was thumping on the block, \r
And I was dancing in my socks\r
And the drummer played at a solid pace\r
And the taste of the bass was in my face\r
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And the guitar player laid down a heavy layer \r
of the funky chunky rhythm of the disco beat\r
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And the guy with the 88 started to participate\r
And I could sure appreciate a sound so sweet\r
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We were all in the mood so we had a little food\r
And a joke, and a smoke, and a little bit of wine\r
When I thought I heard a hoof on top of the roof\r
Could it be or was it me - I was feeling super fine\r
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So I went to the attic where I thought heard the static\r
On a chance that the prance was somebody breaking in\r
But the noise on the top was a reindeer clop\r
Just a tricky St. Nick, and I let the sucka in\r
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He was roly, he was poly, and I said, Holy moly\r
You got a lot of whiskers on your chinny-chin-chin\r
He allowed, he was proud of the hairy little crowd\r
On the point of the jaw where the skin shouldve been\r
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Its cool for a fool throwin out every yule\r
For a day on the sleigh when the cold winds blow\r
So the beard may be weird but I never have it sheared\r
Cause its warm in the storm when its ten below\r
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I said, Youre right its cold tonight,\r
But can you stop for a drop before you go?\r
He said, Why not? If the musics hot,\r
And Ill chance a dance beneath the mistletoe.\r
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So he went downstairs and forgot his cares\r
And he rocked the spot and danced like a pro\r
And every young girl tried to rock his world\r
But he boogie-oogie-oogied til he had to go\r
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And before he went, this fine old gent\r
Found a gift with a sift through his big red bag\r
In the top or the bottom, he reached in and got em\r
Had toys for boys, for the girls - glad rags\r
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And the grownups got some presents too\r
A new TV and a stere-öh.\r
A new Seville bout as blue as the sky\r
The best that money couldnt buy\r
Cause money could never ever buy the feelin\r
The one that comes from not concealin\r
The way you feel about your friends\r
And this is how the story ends\r
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The dude in reds back at the pole\r
Up North where everything is cold\r
But if he were right here tonight\r
Hed say Merry Christmas! And to all -- a good night!
